Synopsis 

 

 

Dewayne a strong muscular 21-year-old African American. Gets angry for finding out that a “Sista” is dating an Asian man called Rajesh from Nepal instead of a “true” African American man. He decides to put a stop to him and teach a lesson once and for all for this Asian immigrant man to never dare to date a black woman in America again.  He gets into a fight with Rajesh, a small man from Nepal, Kathmandu. What he didn’t expect was that he would lose this fight, be humiliated, and become this man and his African wife plaything.  

Slowly and unexpectedly, Dewayne starts to get a kick out of the whole situation of being used and humiliated by the couple enjoying his life of servitude to their darkest and deepest desires. 

Will Dewayne succumb to his inner sexual desires and accept a life of servitude as the couple’s sexual slave or will he find a way to fight back and run away from them? 

 

This FM/M story includes themes of foot fetish, BDSM, submission, femdom, masochism, sadism, pegging, financial domination, downgrade, zelophilia(Jealousy Fetish), cuckoldry, denial, interracial BDSM, racism, sexual intercourse, tickling, and footstool treatment, fetish surrender. 

 

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Story 

 

Prologue 

  

In the heart of the bustling city of Los Angeles, where cultures merged and boundaries blurred, three lives were set on a collision course that would forever change their fates. 

 DEWAYNE, a towering figure at 6 feet 1 inch(1.85 meters), was a strong African American man who had already carved a unique niche for himself. He owned a house in one of the city’s less desirable neighborhoods, but it was the fanciest one around. His prized possession was a bright yellow Hummer H3 Benzyna, a beast of a machine that thundered through the streets. DEWAYNE would often be seen behind the wheel, blasting hip-hop songs from West Coast artists that reverberated through the neighborhood. He often dreamed of becoming a successful Rapper someday. 

  

When he wasn’t cruising in his yellow Hummer or making the ground shake with his presence, DEWAYNE could be found at the local gym. There, he dedicated himself to sculpting his body into a formidable fortress of muscle. He worked hard, striving for that perfect physique that made him stand out even among his peers. His dedication paid off, and he became a source of admiration and inspiration for those who aspired to be as strong and imposing as he was. 

  

DEWAYNE’s allure extended beyond his physical strength and flashy car. In the close-knit neighborhood where he resided, African American women were drawn to him like magnets. They couldn’t resist his charisma, and DEWAYNE reveled in the attention he received. Everywhere he went, admiring eyes followed him, and he was well aware of the effect he had on the women in his community. He was a catch and he took advantage of that by getting laid with as many women as he could. 

 Amidst the vibrant backdrop of their neighborhood, DEWAYNE’s magnetic presence drew a crowd of admiring women wherever he went. On this particular sunny afternoon, he found himself at the local park, a hub of activity and gossip. As he lounged on a bench, casually sipping from a soda can, a group of African American women gathered nearby. 

  

Shay, a confident and vivacious young woman, initiated the conversation. “Hey, DEWAYNE, you know you’re always the center of attention, right?” 

  

DEWAYNE flashed a charming grin, his confidence radiating. “Well, what can I say, Shay? I can’t help it if the ladies love me.” 

  

The women erupted into laughter, their playful banter filling the air. Keisha, a longtime friend of DEWAYNE’s, chimed in, “Don’t let him fool you, ladies. DEWAYNE here’s got a way with words, and we all know it.” 

  

DEWAYNE leaned back, basking in the adoration. “You know, I just believe in living life to the fullest. And part of that means appreciating the beauty of our community, right?” 

  

Tamika, a spirited young woman with a mischievous glint in her eye, couldn’t help but tease DEWAYNE. “Oh, come on, DEWAYNE. We know you appreciate the beauty a bit more intimately than most.” 

  

The group burst into laughter again, their camaraderie evident. DEWAYNE played along, his charm never wavering. “Guilty as charged. But you know, it’s all about spreading the love.” 

  

The women exchanged knowing glances, their affection for DEWAYNE evident in their smiles. In their close-knit neighborhood, DEWAYNE’s allure was undeniable, and he reveled in the attention he received from the women who couldn’t resist his charisma. 

This was DEWAYNE, a 21-year-old force to be reckoned with, a man who wore his pride like armor and was ready to confront a love affair that would challenge his unwavering beliefs. He wore his pride like armor. His world was painted in the vibrant colors of his heritage, and he believed in the unwritten code that love should only know the borders of one’s race.  

DEWAYNE’s favorite hangout, the local barbershop, was buzzing with activity on a sunny Saturday afternoon. As he sat in the worn leather chair, awaiting his turn for a fresh haircut, he engaged in a spirited discussion with the fellow patrons. 

  

Rico, the barbershop’s owner and a close friend, initiated the conversation. “DEWAYNE, man, you’ve always been about keepin’ it real, right?” 

  

DEWAYNE nodded, his strong features highlighted by a hint of pride. “That’s right, Rico. You know me. I’m all about my heritage and keepin’ it true to my roots.” 

  

The patrons in the bustling barbershop nodded in agreement. They knew DEWAYNE as a man of principles and convictions. Marcus, a longtime acquaintance, chimed in, “But DEWAYNE, what happens when love comes knocking at your door, and it’s not exactly what you expected?” 

  

DEWAYNE leaned forward, his expression thoughtful. “Love is a powerful thing, man. I’ve always believed in it, and I ain’t backin’ down from that.” 

  

Rosa, a vibrant young woman seated nearby, added her perspective. “But DEWAYNE, you’ve got to admit, sometimes love doesn’t play by the rules we set for it. It’s a force of nature, breaking down barriers and crossing boundaries.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s pride was unwavering, but he listened intently to Rosa’s words. “You might have a point there, Rosa. Love can be unpredictable, but I’ve always thought it should respect our roots and heritage.” 

  

Rico, ever the voice of reason, interjected, “DEWAYNE, what if love challenges those beliefs of yours? What if it comes in a package you didn’t expect?” 

  

DEWAYNE considered the question, his unwavering beliefs in love and heritage coming face to face with the complexities of reality. “I suppose, Rico, when love challenges me, I’ll have to decide whether to stand by my principles or embrace the unpredictable nature of it all.” 

  

The patrons fell into thoughtful silence, their eyes on DEWAYNE, a man who wore his pride like armor, ready to confront the love affair that would challenge his unwavering beliefs. In the vibrant tapestry of his world, DEWAYNE was about to discover that love might not always adhere to the borders of race he had set. 

 

But DEWAYNE wasn’t all about being a macho man. He had a secret side of him that he tried to hide as much as possible from the outside world. The charismatic 21-year-old who held his African American heritage dear, had a secret that he kept hidden from everyone around him. It was a clandestine desire, a yearning he had never shared with a soul. He had a foot fetish, an obsession with the allure of women’s feet that had lingered within him for as long as he could remember. 

  

In the stillness of his huge, dimly lit bedroom, surrounded by posters of his favorite hip-hop artists and the lingering scent of his cologne, DEWAYNE would often find himself lost in reverie. His fantasies were filled with powerful women, confident and commanding, who knew the art of seduction through their feet. 

 He couldn’t help but speak softly to himself, almost as if he were confessing his deepest desires to the four walls that surrounded him. “I crave it,” he whispered, his voice tinged with longing. “I want a woman who can dominate me, completely and privately, using the simple power of her feet.” Said DEWAYNE while lying on his bed beating a quick one. 

  

DEWAYNE’s words hung in the air, a secret wish that had remained locked away for so long. His heart raced as he continued, his voice barely more than a breath. “To kneel before her, to worship her feet as if they were the most sacred relics on Earth. It’s what I yearn for.” Said DEWAYNE as he continued beating his meat with one hand while holding his smartphone on his other hand all the while staring at pictures of female feet soles, that he found on the internet, through his smartphone’s screen. 

  

His fantasies had consumed him, and he couldn’t deny the intense excitement that welled up within him. “To feel the soft touch of her arches, to savor the natural scent of her soles, and to bear the weight of her soles pressing down on me,” he murmured, his eyes glazed with desire as he finally released. 

His deepest desire was to find a girlfriend who could dominate him in private with the simple power of her feet. He longed to be at her beck and call, to kneel before her and worship her feet as if they were the most sacred relics on Earth. DEWAYNE had spent countless nights envisioning this scenario and masturbating, feeling the soft touch of a woman’s arches, sniffing the glorious natural scent of her soles and the weight of her soles pressing down on him. 

  

Yet, this secret passion remained locked within the confines of his imagination. DEWAYNE was well aware that his foot fetish was unconventional and far from mainstream. He feared judgment, ridicule, and rejection if he were to reveal this hidden desire to anyone. He knew that if the boys in the neighborhood were to ever find out about this exotic fetish of his, they would no longer see him as a force to be reckoned with and would ridicule him. In other words, his days of being known as “the tough guy” on the streets would be pretty much over. So, he kept it buried deep within himself, allowing it to simmer beneath the surface of his charismatic exterior. 

  

As he navigated the complexities of life, seeking to stand true to his heritage and beliefs, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but wonder if one day, he might find a powerful black woman who could in private fulfill his clandestine longing and allow him to submit entirely to the allure of her feet when they were alone. It remained a silent dream, a hidden facet of his identity that he had yet to explore. Little did DEWAYNE know that his wish of exploring his foot fetish and BDSM fantasies was about to come true in a few days from now. What he didn’t expect was that he would also have to serve her man as well. 

Chapter 1: Awakening of Desire 

DEWAYNE a strong-willed individual, becomes obsessed with stopping an interracial relationship but ultimately loses the fight, setting the stage for his transformation as a foot slave and servant. 

 

 

A few days later, while lifting some weights at the local gym of his neighborhood, DEWAYNE finds out that a fellow “Sista”, Natalie, was dating an immigrant Asian man named Rajesh, from the distant lands of Nepal, his pride turned into a tempest of anger. 

 As DEWAYNE pumped iron in the dimly lit gym, beads of sweat glistened on his muscular frame. He was focused, and determined to maintain the powerful physique that made him a sought-after presence in the neighborhood. Lifting weights was not just about maintaining his appearance; it was a source of pride, a reflection of his strength and dominance. 

  

Amidst the clinking of weights and the hum of exercise machines, one of DEWAYNE’s friends, Marcus, sidled up to him. Marcus was known for his chatty nature, and today, he had some intriguing gossip to share. 

  

“Yo, DEWAYNE,” Marcus said with a sly grin, “You remember Natalie, right?” 

 Natalie was an embodiment of timeless beauty. She possessed a regal elegance that turned heads wherever she went. Her statuesque figure, standing at 5’10”, was graced with long, slender legs that seemed to go on forever. Her complexion was a rich, velvety shade of mahogany, reminiscent of polished ebony, that glowed with a natural radiance. 

 

One of Natalie’s most captivating features was her dazzling smile, which could light up any room she entered. Her full, luscious lips framed perfectly straight, white teeth, creating a striking contrast against her flawless skin. 

 

But it was her feet, a pair of exquisite size 8s, that held a special allure. Her ebony soles were smooth and inviting, with perfectly manicured nails painted in various shades that complemented her vibrant personality. Those who were fortunate enough to catch a glimpse of her bare feet would often find themselves enchanted by the natural beauty they possessed. 

 

With each step, Natalie exuded an air of confidence and sophistication that made her a true force to be reckoned with. She was a living testament to the beauty of diversity and an inspiration to all who had the privilege of crossing her path. 

 

DEWAYNE paused mid-lift, wiping the sweat from his brow with a towel. “Yeah, I remember her,” he replied, his curiosity piqued. Natalie was a name that carried memories, both good and bad. 

 

Marcus leaned in closer, lowering his voice as if sharing a well-kept secret. “Well, you won’t believe what’s been going on. Natalie, the sister, has gone and started dating some rich Asian dude.” 

DEWAYNE’s pride, that constant companion, flared into a tempest of anger at the revelation. He felt a surge of resentment and jealousy, unable to reconcile himself to the idea that Natalie, a woman from his own community, had chosen an Asian man over an African American. 

 

His grip on the weights tightened, his muscles straining as he tried to process the news. “An Asian guy?” DEWAYNE’s voice held a hint of disbelief. 

  

Marcus nodded. “Yeah, man. I heard he’s from Nepal or something and moved to the States to grow his business. He’s got money, and they’re all over each other.” 

 

DEWAYNE couldn’t help but feel a surge of anger coursing through him. The idea of a sister like Natalie, someone he remembered from the neighborhood, choosing an outsider over him was a blow to his pride. 

 

His jaw clenched as he resumed his workout, the weights feeling heavier as his thoughts swirled with a mix of resentment and determination. Natalie’s choice had ignited a fire within him, one that would lead to unexpected consequences in the days to come. 

As DEWAYNE finished his rigorous training session at the local gym, beads of sweat glistened on his forehead. He could feel the weight of his anger and determination pressing on him, much like the dumbbells he had just lifted. The conversation with his friend about Natalie dating Rajesh had ignited a fire within him, one that burned with a fierce sense of duty. 

  

Walking back to his house, he couldn’t shake the thoughts that swirled in his mind like a tempest. He believed it was his obligation to confront Rajesh, to put an end to this intercultural romance that had stirred his anger. In DEWAYNE’s eyes, he wasn’t just defending his own pride; he was standing as a sentinel of his culture and race, safeguarding what he perceived as the sanctity of his heritage. 

 DEWAYNE thoughts: ” Who the fuck does this Asian guy from Nepal thinks he is? Coming in here to profit from us and take our American women?” Thought DEWAYNE as he angrily exited the gym and began walking back to his house. 

His steps were heavy with purpose as he replayed the conversation in his head. Rajesh, the wealthy immigrant from Nepal, was dating Natalie, a fellow “Sista” whose beauty was known far and wide in his neighborhood. DEWAYNE couldn’t fathom how someone like Rajesh, from a culture so different from his own, could be a suitable match for Natalie. 

DEWAYNE thoughts: ” Somebody’s gotta teach a lesson to this idiot alien. I’m going to kick his ass out of America for good!” thought DEWAYNE as he continued walking back to his house after the gym. 

 

As he got home all sweaty from his training at the gym DEWAYNE went to his bathroom to take a shower. After cooling off in that refreshing shower, was cooking up a plan hotter than a chili pepper. He figured he needed to take Rajesh down a peg or two and show Natalie what a “real” man was all about, in his eyes. Here’s how DEWAYNE’s scheming went down: 

  

DEWAYNE thought, “First things first, gotta find out what this Nepali dude is into. What’s his weak spot? Maybe he’s a tech geek, maybe he’s into some wild sports. Once I know, I can exploit it.” 

  

He figured stalking Rajesh on social media would be a good start. DEWAYNE went full Sherlock Holmes, scrolling through Rajesh’s Facebook, Instagram, and Twitter profiles, looking for any hints or clues. He even made a fake account pretending to be the secondary account of an old friend of Rajesh from Nepal to get closer to the action. 

  

Then, it hit him like a bolt of lightning. Rajesh was passionate about his charity work back in Nepal, helping underprivileged families. “Bingo,” DEWAYNE thought, “time to use that against him.” 

  

Next, DEWAYNE needed a way to get close to Natalie and plant some doubts about Rajesh. So, he called up one of his “Sista” friends who knew Natalie well. Over some drinks, got laid with her and then he subtly tried to fish for info about Natalie’s doubts regarding her relationship. 

  

It wasn’t long before he learned that Natalie had been worried about Rajesh’s commitment to their relationship due to his constant travels for conducting businesses and his charity work back in Nepal. “Perfect,” DEWAYNE thought, “I’ll use that insecurity to my advantage.” 

 

With all these pieces of the puzzle in place, DEWAYNE started formulating his plan. It was going to be wild, risky, and morally questionable, but he was determined to teach Rajesh a lesson he’d never forget and win Natalie back. 

Determined to assert what he saw as his duty, DEWAYNE embarked on a mission to confront Rajesh and teach him a lesson he would never forget. He vowed to put an end to this intercultural romance, convinced that it was his obligation to preserve what he believed was the sanctity of his culture. 

 

However, fate had a twist in store. What DEWAYNE didn’t anticipate was that this confrontation would lead to an unexpected and life-altering showdown. A fight between two vastly different men, one filled with physical strength, and the other, with inner resilience and mastery of the martial arts. 

 

DEWAYNE got knowledge of the whereabouts of Natalie and Rajesh on Saturday. They were going to a nightclub that day. DEWAYNE decided to go there too and wait until they leave it to confront them. 

 As they were exiting it, he decided it was time to put his plan in motion. Whenever they crossed the alley, that he was waiting for them, DEWAYNE was going to confront Natalie and Rajesh and destroy their relationship. 

“Yo,” DEWAYNE said, his voice echoing slightly in the dimly lit alleyway. 

The atmosphere in the dimly lit alley was tense as DEWAYNE confronted Rajesh and Natalie, who had just exited the nightclub. DEWAYNE was determined to put an end to their relationship and win Natalie back at any cost or at least convince her that she was supposed to only be allowed to date men from her own race. 

  

DEWAYNE, his chest puffed out with false bravado, said to Natalie, “Natalie, you gotta listen to me. This guy here, Rajesh, he’s not who you think he is. He’s been playing you this whole time.” 

  

Natalie crossed her arms, her skepticism evident in her eyes. “And what proof do you have, DEWAYNE?” 

“Do you really think all his trips are only for conducting business? Come on, you know better than this Natalie! He has a bitch in every corner of the planet waiting for him.” said DEWAYNE hoping to convince Natalie that he has been cheating her with multiple women. 

  

DEWAYNE started weaving a web of lies, trying to paint Rajesh as a deceitful character. “I’ve seen him with other women, Natalie. He’s a player, not a one-woman man. You deserve better.” 

 

“I don’t believe you!” said Natalie pissed at DEWAYNE’s remarks 

 

“Plus, you should be dating inside your race not with some rich immigrant, that thinks he can come here and take away sistas from black men” said DEWAYNE angrily 

 

“Who the fuck do you think you are to tell me who I can date? I can do whatever I want and fuck whoever I want your dumbass!” said Natalie annoyed by DEWAYNE’s lies and prejudice, she wasn’t buying into any of his accusations and his blatant racism against Rajesh. 

  

Rajesh, also annoyed by DEWAYNE’s baseless accusations and racism, stepped forward. “Listen, DEWAYNE, I don’t know what your problem is, but you better back down. I’ve learned martial arts in Kathmandu, and I’m gonna whoop yo’ ass if you don’t leave us alone.” As Rajesh mentioned with a hint of pride in his tone, “I’ve studied martial arts in Kathmandu,” DEWAYNE couldn’t help but burst into laughter, mocking his claim. 

  

DEWAYNE chuckled; his bravado unwavering. “Martial arts, huh? Let’s see what you got, tough guy.” Said DEWAYNE as he pushed Rajesh away with his hands. DEWAYNE thought that he could easily win a fight against this small man from Nepal, who only stood 5 feet 7, even Natalie was taller than him. 

 

He couldn’t suppress his laughter at Rajesh’s boastful claim, his deep chuckles reverberating off the alley’s walls. 

 

Unbeknownst to DEWAYNE, Rajesh had a mastery of the martials that even though DEWAYNE was stronger, this wouldn’t be enough to win a fight against Rajesh. 

 

With that, the confrontation escalated into a physical battle. Rajesh’s martial arts skills proved formidable as he skillfully countered DEWAYNE’s attacks. With lightning speed, Rajesh demonstrated his martial arts skills, swiftly teaching DEWAYNE a lesson he would never forget. After waiting until DEWAYNE spent all his energy trying to hit him, but missing, Rajesh series of well-aimed kicks left DEWAYNE’s pride bruised. DEWAYNE found himself outmatched, unable to land a significant blow. Slowly but surely, Rajesh gained the upper hand as DEWAYNE got fatigued. 

 

As DEWAYNE lay defeated and helpless on the cold alley floor, Rajesh and Natalie exchanged a knowing look. It was clear that DEWAYNE’s plan to win Natalie back or to at least convince her to break-up with Rajesh had failed miserably. Nevertheless, the couple wasn’t satisfied yet. Rajesh and Natalie, fueled by the power trip they were having for defeating DEWAYNE, decided to push DEWAYNE even further into the depths of degradation. 

 

“It’s time for me and my man to teach you a lesson that you will never forget” said Natalie with a wicked grin on her face. 

 

With a cold and calculated resolve, they began to strip DEWAYNE of his clothes, one piece at a time. His shirt was the first to go, exposing his muscular but now vulnerable upper body. DEWAYNE’s breath hitched as his bare skin met the chilly night air, and he felt a shiver of humiliation run down his spine. 

  

“Please, stop,” DEWAYNE pleaded weakly, his voice a mixture of embarrassment and desperation, but his pleas fell on deaf ears. 

 

“You should’ve thought better about the consequences of your actions little man” said Rajesh as he started chuckling 

  

Next, his pants were removed, leaving him standing in nothing but his underwear, a thin barrier between his modesty and complete exposure. The feeling of vulnerability intensified as DEWAYNE’s most private parts were laid bare for Rajesh and Natalie’s merciless scrutiny. 

  

DEWAYNE’s heart pounded in his chest, and his cheeks burned with humiliation. He couldn’t believe how his plan had spiraled out of control, leading him to this degrading moment in the dark alley. His pride had crumbled, replaced by a gnawing sense of powerlessness. 

  

As they gazed down at him, Rajesh and Natalie’s expressions were a mixture of amusement and dominance, relishing in DEWAYNE’s humiliation. It was a stark reminder of the consequences of his ill-conceived actions, and DEWAYNE was left feeling exposed, vulnerable, and completely at their mercy. 

As if DEWAYNE’s humiliation wasn’t already complete, Rajesh and Natalie decided to strip him of his remaining shreds of dignity. With a calculated sense of dominance, they knelt down beside him and began to remove his shoes and socks. 

  

DEWAYNE watched in a state of surreal disbelief as they unceremoniously pulled off his sneakers, revealing his socked feet. He clenched his fists, his face flushing with a mixture of embarrassment and vulnerability. His socks, once a mundane part of his attire, were now a symbol of his utter submission. 

  

“Come on, guys, this is going too far,” DEWAYNE protested weakly, but his pleas were met with nothing but laughter and a renewed sense of authority. 

  

With deliberate slowness, they peeled his socks off one by one, exposing his bare feet to the cool night air. DEWAYNE’s toes wiggled involuntarily, a reflexive response to the sudden exposure of his soles. 

  

As his last sock was removed, DEWAYNE’s humiliation reached its peak. He now stood completely naked, stripped of his clothes, his pride, and now even his shoes and socks. Rajesh and Natalie, towering over him, reveled in their dominance, relishing every moment of his degradation. 

DEWAYNE couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of vulnerability as his bare feet made contact with the gritty alley floor. It was a stark reminder of his powerlessness in the face of their authority, and he knew that he was entirely at their mercy.  

Natalie, her eyes gleaming with a wicked satisfaction, took a step closer to DEWAYNE. Suddenly she removes her heels, raises her left leg and starts hovering her US size 8 ebony feet all over DEWAYNE’s face. 

 

“Wow, Natalie’s feet look so huge from down here!” thought DEWAYNE as he started to feel so little as her feet soles were getting closer to his face. 

“I never noticed how beautiful my ex-gf feet soles were.” thought DEWAYNE as Natalie’s feet were now mere inches away from his face. 

“Let’s see if your face can be my new footwear” says Natalie as she landed her feet on DEWAYNE’s face 

Her ebony soles met his face, pressing against his skin with deliberate force. A wave of mixed emotions surged through him. He was humiliated, yes, but there was something else—something that sent shivers down his spine. 

DEWAYNE’s world had crumbled around him. Stripped of his clothes and left only in his underwear, he lay there, defeated and vulnerable. All the while Natalie and Rajesh were taking turns humiliating him even further. His pride had been obliterated, replaced by a cocktail of shame, humiliation, and something he couldn’t quite comprehend yet. 

As Natalie continued to mash her feet on DEWAYNE’s face, her ebony soles pressing against his skin, DEWAYNE found himself strangely captivated by the sight before him. Despite the humiliation and degradation he was enduring, he couldn’t help but notice the beauty of her ebony feet and soles. 

 

As Natalie’s feet continued to press down on his face, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but become captivated by their beauty. Her ebony feet were a striking contrast of colors, with a rich black hue at the top that gradually transitioned into a lighter, more delicate skin tone as it descended towards her soles. The subtle gradation of shades on her flawless feet was a sight to behold. 

Her toes were perfectly aligned, and her soles, though pressing down firmly on his face, bore a certain elegance that he couldn’t ignore. The softness of her skin contrasted with the firmness of her touch, creating an almost intoxicating sensation. It was an odd juxtaposition of dominance and allure. 

  

Natalie’s voice, dripping with disdain, continued to taunt and belittle him, but DEWAYNE’s attention had shifted. He found himself admiring the graceful arches and the way her toenails were impeccably painted. His mind, in the midst of the bizarre scene, began to appreciate the aesthetic qualities of her feet. 

 “Oh, DEWAYNE, you thought you could challenge us?” she sneered, increasing the pressure of her feet on his face. “You’re nothing but a pathetic loser now, groveling at my feet. How does it feel to be beneath me, huh?” 

DEWAYNE, his voice muffled by her soles, could only manage weak protests as Natalie’s taunts washed over him. Her words, combined with the intimate contact of her feet, sent shivers down his spine, and he found himself strangely excited by the degradation. 

“I can’t believe I once let you date me. You’re such a pathetic excuse for a man!” said Natalie as she aggressively continued to rub her soles on DEWAYNE’s face. 

Conflicting emotions raged within him—shame, arousal, and an unexpected fascination. It was a surreal moment of contradiction, as he was simultaneously debased and entranced by the very feet that dominated him. 

As DEWAYNE found himself captivated by the sight of Natalie’s feet, he couldn’t help but notice another intriguing element—the subtle but distinct aroma emanating from her soles. The combination of her feet’s natural scent and the intensity of the situation only added to the complexity of his emotions. 

 “Enjoying my foot odor little man? This is from the foot sweat I got by dancing all night with Rajesh, he is a real man, unlike you!” said Natalie while laughing as she continued plastering her foot sweat all over DEWAYNE’s face 

Natalie’s feet carried a unique fragrance, a mix of her natural body odor and the residual scent of the nightclub they had just left. While it might have repelled others, DEWAYNE found himself oddly drawn to it. The foot stank, as he couldn’t help but refer to it in his mind, somehow heightened his arousal. 

 “I never thought foot stank would smell so good.” thought DEWAYNE while getting his face rubbed and mashed by her feet all the while getting a hard-on from sniffing all of Natalie’s foot sweat accumulated from a night of dancing in the nightclub with her rich boyfriend. 

As her toes pressed firmly against his face, the scent enveloped him, filling his senses. It was an acquired taste, one that he never expected to enjoy, but in that moment of vulnerability and submission, he couldn’t deny the strange pleasure it brought him. The pungent aroma mingling with the humiliation created a paradoxical cocktail of sensations that he found oddly satisfying, even as he struggled to comprehend the depth of his own desires. 

Rajesh reached into a nearby bag, pulled out a steaming dish of spicy curry, that early-on he bought at a street food vendor who sold Indian food. DEWAYNE wondered what he was about to do with that curry dish in his hand. This was going to be Rajesh’s and his wife’s dinner, but now he had other plans in mind. 

Rajesh, relishing in DEWAYNE’s downfall, taunted him mercilessly. “How would you like a curry dish up your ass?” His words were laced with sadistic humor as he held a plate of curry in front of DEWAYNE, as if daring him to respond. 

DEWAYNE’s cheeks burned with embarrassment, and his heart raced. He didn’t understand why he felt this strange mixture of arousal amid his overwhelming shame. It was as if this act of dominance, this degradation, had awakened a dormant desire within him. 

As Rajesh inched the curry dish closer to DEWAYNE’s exposed body, he found himself inexplicably excited by the degrading act. 

“I won’t ask again DEWAYNE… How would you like a curry dish up your ass?” Rajesh’s words were a cruel challenge, and he didn’t hesitate to push the boundaries of DEWAYNE’s degradation. 

 As the warm curry dish was brought closer to DEWAYNE’s exposed body, his humiliation reached new heights. When Rajesh completely shoved the curry dish inside DEWAYNE’s asshole DEWAYNE struggled to form coherent words, his voice trembling with a mix of shame and arousal as the fiery curry dish dripped from his asshole. 

 

In other words, as soon as that curry dish got into DEWAYNE’s anus the time seemed to slow down. For DEWAYNE everything was happening in slow-motion now. He was teletransported straight into a blissful wonderland of pleasures, that were unknown to him. Despite the warm curry dish burning his rectum a bit, he was getting a kick out of it. Having a hot curry dish inside his rectum was a mix of pleasure and pain, that was making DEWAYNE lost in a delightful trance that he was loving every moment of it. It was as if he went into another dimension… a parallel universe full of pleasures and delights. His mind was lost for a few minutes as his brain tried to process all these new good feelings, he was uncovering from this lovely experience for him. 

 

 

“It burns!!! But it’s so delightful!” thought DEWAYNE’s still lost in the ecstasy of arousal from having hot food shoved into his asshole. 

  

Rajesh, reveling in DEWAYNE’s vulnerability, continued his taunts. “What’s the matter, DEWAYNE? Not enjoying the special treatment? Maybe you’re starting to like the taste of curry where the sun doesn’t shine!” His laughter echoed through the dimly lit alley, amplifying DEWAYNE’s degradation. 

 

“I can’t believe things could backfire this bad! Shit, how did I got myself into this?” thought DEWAYNE as he was slowly regaining his grip after his mind got lost from the overloads of feelings and pleasures, he felt when the hot curry dish contacted his rectum for the first time as it was shoved into his asshole a few minutes ago. 

 

DEWAYNE, his face still being mashed by Natalie’s feet, couldn’t deny the bizarre mixture of sensations he was experiencing. The warmth of the curry inside him, the humiliation, and the overpowering scent of Natalie’s feet all combined to create an inexplicable excitement. Despite himself, he found that he couldn’t help but become more aroused by the minute. 

DEWAYNE, a bewildering mix of emotions coursing through him, could hardly respond. The intimate contact with Natalie’s feet, the warm curry dish shoved into his arsehole and the shock of the situation had left him feeling a strange and unsettling arousal.  

“Worst of all is that I think I’m starting to get a kick out of being humiliated by my ex-gf and her current boyfriend” thought DEWAYNE as he started having a boner from the whole situation. 

 

As DEWAYNE’s arousal became unmistakable, Rajesh and Natalie exchanged sly glances, realizing the extent of his unexpected response to their cruel humiliation. 

  

Natalie, her voice oozing with mockery, said, “Well, well, it seems someone’s enjoying this more than he should.” She giggled, her toes playfully tapping DEWAYNE’s nose as she continued to mash his face with her feet. 

  

Rajesh, adding to the humiliation, chimed in, “Looks like our tough guy has a little weakness, huh? Who would’ve thought DEWAYNE, the muscle-bound macho man, would get off on this?” He chuckled, taunting DEWAYNE mercilessly. 

  

DEWAYNE, unable to control his body’s reactions, felt utterly exposed and vulnerable. The mixture of arousal and humiliation made his cheeks burn, but he was powerless to do anything about it, trapped beneath Natalie’s dominant feet. 

 

When the dust settled, DEWAYNE found himself not as the victor he had envisioned but as a captive in the intricate web of Rajesh and his African American wife, Natalie. His defeat marked the beginning of an extraordinary transformation, one that would test his limits and challenge his beliefs. 

 

This is the tale of DEWAYNE, Rajesh, and Natalie—a story where boundaries between pride and submission, anger and ecstasy, love and transformation blur, leaving behind a journey that defies expectations and ventures into the uncharted territories of the human heart. 

 

  

 

Chapter 2: The Surrender 

 DEWAYNE’s initial humiliation and submission to Rajesh and Natalie, including quitting his job and taking on menial tasks as the couple’s servant. 

 

 When Natalie and Rajesh got bored of humiliating him. They decided to leave DEWAYNE utterly defeated lying alone in the alley only wearing his underwear. 

 

“Let this be your lesson to not ever try to interfere into someone’s relationship again” said Natalie as she finished his humiliation by stomping his face with her left feet sole and then giving a final aggressive face rub to DEWAYNE’s face with her sweaty stinky soles.  

Although her foot stomp hurt as soon as she did that and started mashing her soles again on his face her aggressive behavior made DEWAYNE reach a climax, he jizzed all over his underwear. 

When Natalie finished her final humiliation on DEWAYNE, she put on her high heels again. Afterwards Rajesh and Natalie started walking away from the dimly lit alley holding hands. 

 

Unexpectedly DEWAYNE didn’t want them to leave. Having enjoyed the overwhelming sensations that Rajesh and Natalie brought to him, DEWAYNE was left wanting more of it as he uncovered a kinky side of his personality that he loved it. In other words, this was the beginning of his addiction to the BDSM lifestyle. 

 

DEWAYNE still lying on the ground yells in the dimly lit alley: “Pleased don’t leave me here!” 

 

Strangely, DEWAYNE’s humiliation turned into an unexpected sensation of pleasure as having Natalie’s feet on his face and the burning curry inside his asshole ignited a peculiar excitement. Surrendering to the fiery temptation, DEWAYNE decided to beg to become the couple’s loyal servant and plaything.  

 

Surprised and amused by DEWAYNE’s request Natalie and Rajesh turned around and walked back into the alley to see what their fallen rival wanted. 

 

As Natalie and Rajesh stood over DEWAYNE, who was now utterly defeated and clad only in his underwear, DEWAYNE’s arousal from the humiliation he had experienced in the alley still lingered. In a strange twist of fate, he found himself strangely drawn to the couple’s dominance. 

  

DEWAYNE, his face red with both embarrassment and desire, crawled closer to Natalie, who was now wearing her high heels. He got on his knees and began showering the tops of her feet with kisses, his voice trembling with humility as he spoke, “I’ll do anything, anything at all, to be your servant. I’ve… I’ve realized I… I love what you did to me, and I want to serve you both.” 

  

Natalie and Rajesh exchanged glances, playfully pretending to consider DEWAYNE’s plea. Natalie’s toes wiggled in amusement as she watched DEWAYNE’s submission. Finally, Rajesh spoke, “Well, DEWAYNE, if you’re truly serious about this, you need to understand it won’t be a walk in the park. You’ll serve us 24/7, no matter how degrading the tasks may be, and you’ll only wear your underwear or whatever else we ask you to wear inside our mansion. Do you accept these terms?” 

 

DEWAYNE nodded eagerly; his eyes fixed on Natalie’s feet as he continued to kiss them. “Yes, yes, I accept. I’ll do whatever it takes to be your servant.” 

“Keep in mind that me and my man can add new rules that you will have to follow if you wish to keep serving us, anytime we want” said Natalie with a wicked grin on her face. 

 DEWAYNE, now a mere shell of his macho-man persona and a hostage to his newly found masochistic sexual desires accepted Natalie’s terms “I don’t mind that at all Ma’am, If that’s what I gotta do to have the privilege of experiencing what your guys did to me here I will willingly do so” as he continued showering the tops of her feet with kisses. 

 

“Look at you, you are so pathetic! Hahaha, I can’t believe you are really doing this.” said Natalie as she and Rajesh burst out laughing from DEWAYNE’s newly acquired subservience to them. 

 

With that, the couple decided to accept DEWAYNE’s offer, knowing they had completely broken his resistance. Rajesh, still teasing DEWAYNE, said, “Very well, DEWAYNE. You’ve asked for it. We’ll make sure you never forget your place as our little bitch!” 

 

 “Thats right! We own your sorry ass now bitch!” said Natalie as she burst out laughing with Rajesh again. They were both still very surprised by DEWAYNE’s unexpected reaction after he got beaten and humiliated by them. 

Rajesh added, “You brought this upon yourself. From now on, you’re ours to command, and there’s no turning back.” 

  

DEWAYNE, overwhelmed with both excitement and anticipation, could hardly believe what he had gotten himself into. This was just the beginning of his journey into a world of submission and dominance, one he had never expected to embrace. 

 

As Natalie and DEWAYNE prepared to enter Rajesh’s car, Natalie noticed the state DEWAYNE was in. DEWAYNE was still partially naked only wearing his underwear as the couple had forbidden him from getting back on his clothes. His underwear was damp from the curry dish that had dripped from his anus, and his persistent arousal had not gone unnoticed again. 

  

Natalie, ever the practical one, grabbed a towel from the trunk and spread it out on the back seat, where DEWAYNE was going to sit. She exchanged a knowing look with Rajesh, who chuckled at the situation. 

  

Natalie playfully teased DEWAYNE as she gestured toward the towel. “You might want to sit on this, DEWAYNE. We wouldn’t want you to mess up our expensive car.” 

  

Rajesh joined in, a mischievous glint in his eye. “Yeah, we’ve already had enough surprises for one night.” 

  

DEWAYNE, red-faced and humiliated once more, obediently sat on the towel, grateful for their consideration, since his body and underwear was all dirty from all the curry dish that was shoved into his asshole. As Rajesh drove them away from the dimly lit alley, he couldn’t help but wonder how his life had taken such an unexpected turn. 

 

As Rajesh drove down the dimly lit streets, DEWAYNE sat in the backseat, his mind a whirlwind of confusion and excitement. Natalie rode shotgun, and they both wore smirks that hinted at the secrets they were about to reveal. 

  

Rajesh glanced at DEWAYNE through the rearview mirror. “Listen, DEWAYNE,” he began, his voice firm but not unkind, “if you want to serve us, you’re going to have to prove yourself. We don’t just let anyone into our lives like this.” 

  

Natalie nodded in agreement. “That’s right. You’ll need to follow our rules and earn your place as our obedient little man.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s curiosity piqued, and he leaned forward, eager to hear more. “What do you mean, rules? What do I have to do?” 

  

Rajesh continued driving, his eyes on the road as he outlined their expectations. “First, you’ll sleep in the old room in the backyard, where our former gardener used to stay. It’s small and humble, but it’s where you’ll be.” 

  

Natalie chimed in, her tone carrying a mix of authority and amusement. “You’ll have to prove your loyalty every day. That means serving us, anticipating our needs, and always being available when we call for you.” 

  

DEWAYNE felt a shiver of excitement run down his spine. “I’ll do anything, I promise.” 

  

Rajesh glanced at him again and smirked. “Good, because we have some very specific desires, and you’ll have to meet them without question.” 

As they continued driving, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but feel that his life was taking a thrilling and unpredictable turn, and he was more than willing to embrace it. 

As Rajesh pulled into the driveway of his opulent mansion in one of the wealthiest parts of Los Angeles, DEWAYNE’s eyes widened in amazement. The grandeur of the estate was overwhelming, and he couldn’t help but feel dwarfed by its sheer size and elegance. 

  

DEWAYNE muttered to himself, “Damn, this place is incredible. I’ve never seen anything like it.” 

  

Natalie, overhearing his awe-struck comment, chuckled softly. “It’s quite the change from where you used to live, isn’t it?” 

  

DEWAYNE nodded, feeling a mix of humility and gratitude. “Yeah, it’s like a whole different world.” 

  

Rajesh parked the car, and they all stepped out. DEWAYNE couldn’t help but notice the meticulously manicured gardens, the imposing façade of the mansion, and the high-end cars parked in the driveway. 

  

Rajesh spoke with a hint of pride in his voice. “Welcome to our home, DEWAYNE. You’re going to be a part of this now. But you won’t have much time to enjoy all of this as you will be too busy serving us all the time Hahahaha!” 

  

As DEWAYNE looked around at the luxurious surroundings, he couldn’t help but reflect on the vast difference between his old life and the new one he was about to embark on. It was a humbling experience, but he was eager to embrace this new chapter and prove himself to Rajesh and Natalie. 

And so, an unexpected encounter in that dark alley led DEWAYNE down a bizarre and spicy path, forever changing his destiny. 

 

As DEWAYNE’s life took an unpredictable turn, he began to grapple with emotions he had never experienced before. With each passing moment, he found himself not only in the embrace of Rajesh and Natalie but also in the grip of an irreversible evolution of self-discovery.  

 

Sometimes the couple allowed him to willingly don a maid’s outfit as he embraced his new life, all in exchange for the fiery curry delicacy and a chance to have Natalie’s feet on his face every day. 

 

Additionally, DEWAYNE relished the opportunity to serve Rajesh’s beautiful African wife, who had an affinity for foot having someone worshiping her feet every day.  

As DEWAYNE settled into his new life in Rajesh and Natalie’s luxurious mansion, he couldn’t help but notice the deeper dynamics of their relationship. One evening, as the couple sat together in the lavish living room, while DEWAYNE was sweeping the floors, he overheard a conversation that left him both jealous and strangely aroused. 

  

Rajesh and Natalie, sitting close and affectionate, shared a loving glance that spoke volumes. It was then that DEWAYNE realized they were not just a couple but a married couple. His heart sank with a twinge of jealousy. He couldn’t help but think that Rajesh had truly won Natalie’s heart in a way he never could have. 

  

As he grappled with these feelings, DEWAYNE’s arousal began to intertwine with his jealousy. He found himself oddly drawn to the idea that Rajesh was the superior man, the one who had captured Natalie’s love and commitment. It also aroused him to think that Natalie was out of his league and the only place that he would ever be allowed to kiss her again was her feet and the bottoms of it as a way to show that he knew his place as her inferior. This stirred something within him, a masochistic desire to submit and serve even more fervently. 

  

DEWAYNE’s thoughts swirled in a turbulent mix of emotions, and he couldn’t deny the complex web of desire and jealousy that had taken root in his psyche. He knew that his life was now intricately tied to this couple, and he was both eager and apprehensive about what lay ahead in this unconventional relationship. 

 

Slowly, as the days passed and the night’s darkness unveiled their deepest desires, DEWAYNE found himself drawn into a world he never imagined—a world of servitude, submission, and a peculiar sense of pleasure in surrendering to the couple’s whims and desires. Regardless of how degraded it sounded to serve your ex-girlfriend and her current boyfriend DEWAYNE’s unexpected sexual arousal from being humiliated in such a way kept him going. 

 

Beyond the culinary delights, DEWAYNE relished the opportunity to serve Rajesh’s striking African American wife, who had a particular fondness for using DEWAYNE as her human footrest and verbally degrading him, which DEWAYNE loved due to his newly discovered appetite for masochism. 

One sunny afternoon, as DEWAYNE sat with Rajesh and Natalie in their opulent backyard, he made a life-altering decision. He had been contemplating it for a while, and he knew it was time to take the plunge. With a mix of determination and submission in his voice, he turned to the couple and said, “Rajesh, Natalie, I want to dedicate myself entirely to serving you, body and soul. To prove my loyalty, I’ve decided to quit my job as a manager at the supermarket.” 

 

Natalie raised an eyebrow, her ebony feet idly dangling in the pool. “Are you sure about this, DEWAYNE? It’s a big step.” 

  

DEWAYNE nodded, his eyes filled with unwavering resolve. “I’ve never been more sure of anything in my life. You two are everything to me now, and I want to be at your beck and call, 24/7.” 

  

Rajesh smiled approvingly, placing a hand on DEWAYNE’s shoulder. “That’s the dedication we were hoping for, DEWAYNE. From now on, you’ll be ours, completely and utterly.” 

  

With that decision, DEWAYNE severed one of the last ties to his former life, fully embracing his role as their loyal servant and plaything. The supermarket and the old neighborhood were behind him, replaced by the intoxicating allure of Rajesh and Natalie’s BDSM world. It sexually aroused him to think that he made himself more dependent on the couple since he wouldn’t have a paycheck anymore. 

 

Thus, this peculiar and unexpected encounter in the dimly lit alley altered the course of DEWAYNE’s life, steering him onto a bizarre and spicy path filled with unusual pleasures and servitude. 

 

 

Chapter 3: Beneath Their Feet 

DEWAYNE starts adapting to his new life as Rajesh and Natalie’s loyal humble servant and plaything 

 

As the days turned into weeks, DEWAYNE’s transformation into Rajesh and his wife’s humble servant became more apparent. He had not only embraced this peculiar new role but had also found a sense of fulfillment and joy in it. His life now revolved around catering to Rajesh and his wife’s every need including their sexual ones, and he did so with unwavering devotion. 

 

In the story, DEWAYNE explains that Rajesh and his wife took particular pleasure in giving him degrading chores. These tasks went beyond just car washing; they included meticulously cleaning their luxurious home, polishing every inch of their expensive furniture, and even serving them meals while kneeling in submission. The couple relished in seeing DEWAYNE humiliated and submissive, which further fueled their domination. 

 

Man, you wouldn’t believe the things they had me do. It was like living in some twisted fantasy. One day, Rajesh handed me a bucket and said, “Time to clean the cars, slave.” I had to scrub those fancy rides for hours under the blazing sun, while they sipped cocktails on the patio, laughing. 

  

And when we were indoors, it was even worse. His wife, Natalie, she’d point at a speck of dust on their expensive furniture, and I’d have to drop everything and polish it till it gleamed. They’d watch me like hawks, making sure I did it perfectly while chuckling. It was degrading, but they got off on it. 

  

One evening, they were having dinner, and I was kneeling by the table, serving them like a dog. Rajesh chuckled and said, “Look at you, DEWAYNE. You’re so pathetic.” His wife chimed in, “But that’s what you are, our obedient little pet.” 

  

DEWAYNE (thoughts): ” I couldn’t help but feel humiliated, yet a part of me…enjoyed it, you know? It was messed up, but there was something about their domination that got me going. As soon as Natalie started belittling me with these remarks my dick got hard. “ 

 

One evening, as DEWAYNE was serving dinner, Rajesh and his soon to be wife sat at the table, discussing their day. DEWAYNE stood nearby, ready to attend to their every whim. 

  

Rajesh: (Smiling) “DEWAYNE, this curry is exquisite tonight. You’ve truly mastered the art of preparing it.” 

  

DEWAYNE: (Grinning) “Thank you, sir. I’m glad you enjoy it. It’s my pleasure to serve you and your lady.” 

  

Rajesh’s Wife: “And those foot massages, DEWAYNE, they’re pure bliss. You have a remarkable touch.” 

  

DEWAYNE: (Blushing) “I’m honored to have the chance to provide you with comfort, ma’am. Your satisfaction is my utmost priority.” 

 

During nighttime after the couple finished their dinner DEWAYNE would be allowed to stay on his knees in front of the couch massaging and worshipping Natalie’s feet while Rajeesh and Natalie were watching TV in the living room. 

Natalie, now fully embracing her role of dominance and used to treating DEWAYNE as her plaything, playfully raised her legs, exposing her stinky feet. She grinned wickedly, her eyes locking with DEWAYNE’s as she pressed her feet against his face. 

  

DEWAYNE, his heart pounding with desire, didn’t hesitate. He leaned in, his face buried in the softness of her exquisite size 8 ebony feet , and inhaled deeply. The scent was intoxicating, a mix of sweat and Natalie’s unique essence. He began to massage her feet with his hands, worshiping her stinky soles with every touch. 

  

Natalie reveled in the sensation, feeling the power she held over DEWAYNE. She playfully mashed her feet against his face, making sure he could hardly breathe. With a mischievous smile, she finally let him catch a breath. 

  

DEWAYNE, his voice trembling with gratitude, whispered, “Thank you, Natalie, for giving me the privilege of having your foot stank rubbed on my face and to serve you in every way. Your feet natural scent is better than any perfume I ever smelled.” 

The couple would burst out laughing when hearing DEWAYNE’s pathetic remarks. They were happy by the fact that they’d completely conquered DEWAYNE and broken any self-esteem and willpower that was still left in him. 

 

DEWAYNE’s submission to the couple was undeniable, and it fueled their desire to further dominate and humiliate him. As Natalie continued to playfully torment DEWAYNE with her feet, Rajesh joined in the laughter. They found DEWAYNE’s devotion both amusing and arousing. 

  

Rajesh, still amused by DEWAYNE’s servitude, chimed in, “You’re quite the obedient servant, DEWAYNE. We’ve thoroughly enjoyed breaking you and making you our plaything.” 

  

DEWAYNE, still under their spell, responded with unwavering obedience, “I exist to fulfill your desires, Rajesh, Natalie. It’s an honor to be your guys plaything.” 

  

Their laughter echoed in the room as they reveled in the power they held over DEWAYNE, who had willingly surrendered himself to their every whim. The night continued, with DEWAYNE embracing his newfound role as their humble servant, maid, and lover, his identity irrevocably intertwined with their desires. 

 

  

The room was filled with an aura of submission, desire, and satisfaction as the night continued its sensual journey. 

 

DEWAYNE explains that in addition to the degrading chores and servitude, Rajesh and his wife made sure he was constantly running errands for them. This included tasks like buying groceries, collecting their mail, and even carrying all their shopping bags whenever they went out. These errands were designed to keep DEWAYNE under their control and remind him of his subservient role. 

 

DEWAYNE thoughts: ” It wasn’t just the house chores; they had me running errands like their personal butler. I’d have to make trips to the grocery store, picking up all their preferred items, like they couldn’t be bothered to do it themselves. And they didn’t stop there. They’d hand me a long list and send me off to fetch their mail or carry all their shopping bags when we were out. “ 

  

DEWAYNE thoughts: ” It felt like they were deliberately keeping me busy, like they wanted me to be at their beck and call every second. It was all part of their twisted game to assert dominance. They’d watch as I scurried around, weighed down by bags, knowing they had complete control over me. It was degrading, but I couldn’t deny that a part of me craved it, that sense of being utterly submissive to their desires turned me on so much. “ 

 

As DEWAYNE grappled with his conflicting emotions, he found himself in a daily struggle. On one hand, the couple’s dominance and the humiliating tasks they assigned him were slowly breaking down his spirit and transforming him into a submissive servant. On the other hand, there was a part of him that relished the unusual dynamic. 

  

One evening, while DEWAYNE was on his knees scrubbing the kitchen floor, Rajesh approached him with a sinister grin. “You know, DEWAYNE,” he said, “we’ve been quite generous in letting you stay here. But it’s about time to work harder to show your loyalty to us.” 

  

DEWAYNE glanced up, his hands covered in soapy water, heart pounding. “What do you mean?” 

  

Rajesh’s wife joined the conversation, her tone equally menacing. “We’ve been discussing your future, DEWAYNE. You’ve been enjoying our little games, haven’t you?” 

  

DEWAYNE hesitated, unable to deny the strange thrill he’d experienced despite the bizarre circumstances. “I… I don’t know.” 

  

Rajesh’s wife, Natalie, crouched down to his level, her fingers lifting his chin so that he met her eyes. “You see, DEWAYNE, we want you to willingly accept your role here. We want you to be our devoted servant, 24/7. No more doubts, no more hesitations. You belong to us now.” 

Even though DEWAYNE had already quitted his former job to prove his loyalty and subservience to them they knew that while DEWAYNE was already enslaving his life away for them, due to his sexual arousal from the whole situation, he was also having second thoughts sometimes about running away or quitting his BDSM role as their sexual slave and maid for good. 

“For now, we will give you the benefit of the doubt, but you better make up your mind soon or else we will do it for you little man” said Natalie with a wicked grin on her face as she walked away. 

DEWAYNE’s inner turmoil raged like a storm. On one hand, the thought of becoming their permanent servant terrified him. On the other hand, the prospect of a life filled with unusual pleasures was strangely appealing. He couldn’t deny that their dominance and his submission had awakened something in him. 

  

As the days passed, DEWAYNE became more deeply entwined in their world. He continued to serve them, running errands, doing chores, worshiping Natalie’s feet, and even participating in their unconventional intimate activities. Every act of submission pushed him further into their control, making escape seem impossible. 

  

He knew that a decision was looming, one that would determine the course of his life. Should he embrace his role and submit entirely to their desires, or should he summon the strength to break free from their captivating but confining world? The choice weighed heavily on him, and time was running out. 

Chapter 4: Domination and Devotion 

DEWAYNE’s feelings of both fear and arousal keep evolving as he continues to submit to the couple’s demands. 

 

 

 

As DEWAYNE went about his daily tasks of cleaning and maintaining the huge mansion owned by his masters, Rajesh and Natalie, he couldn’t help but smile to himself. Each stroke of the broom and every surface he meticulously wiped down was a testament to his complete submission to the couple. What was once a source of anger and humiliation had transformed into a source of joy and fulfillment. 

  

In his thoughts, DEWAYNE reflected on how he had willingly given up all his dignity, dreams and ownership of his life solely to serve Rajesh and Natalie, and how liberating it felt. He reveled in the knowledge that he was their devoted servant, ready to fulfill their every whim and desire. The tasks that would have once been considered demeaning were now a source of pride, satisfaction and sexual arousal as they reminded him of his place as their plaything. 

 “One of the best aspects of being their slave is that I don’t have to worry about what the future holds for me. Since my masters will do all the thinking for me” thought DEWAYNE excitedly. 

But what DEWAYNE looked forward to the most was the moments when he would be under Natalie’s feet again. Her beautiful ebony soles had become an obsession for him, and he longed to take in the intoxicating scent of her feet. The mere thought of being allowed to worship her in such a way or have his face used as a footstool, while being laughed at and taunted, sent shivers of anticipation down his spine. 

 

DEWAYNE’s thoughts raced as he continued his chores, and he couldn’t help but indulge in the fantasies that had become a significant part of his daily life. In the solitude of the mansion, he whispered to himself, as if speaking directly to Rajesh and Natalie, who were nowhere to be seen at the moment. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering to himself): “Oh, how I relish every moment in servitude to you both. It’s as if my life has found its true purpose. Cleaning, serving, and anticipating your every desire – it’s what I was meant for.” Said DEWAYNE while having a hard-on just by thinking in how many other ways they would dominate him and force him to serve them sexually, regardless of how kinky their owners request may be. 

  

As he swept the grand hallway, he couldn’t help but imagine Natalie’s laughter and Rajesh’s approving smile. In his mind, he excitedly envisioned himself laying helpless on the floor with Natalie mashing her feet on his face while Rajesh would be shoving curry dish up his ass all the while both throwing insults and laughing at him just like the first time they humiliated him this way, even though they were absent. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering to himself): “I wonder if they appreciate my dedication. Do they know how much I adore being beneath Natalie’s perfect feet, breathing in her unique foot scent? Or how every menial task and belittling brings me closer to them, making me yearn for their presence and dominance even more?” 

  

He couldn’t deny the thrill that coursed through him with each passing day. The once strong-willed young man had transformed into an eager, submissive servant who craved the dominance of Rajesh and his beautiful African American wife, Natalie. 

  

As he swept and cleaned, DEWAYNE’s heart swelled with contentment. He knew that this was his purpose in life now, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. 

As DEWAYNE continued to diligently swept the floors, he couldn’t help but reflect on another aspect of his new life that added to his submission and excitement. The fact that Rajesh and Natalie only allowed him to wear his underwear at all times served as a constant reminder of his place as their inferior, and it thrilled him to his core. 

DEWAYNE (whispering to himself): “Wearing only my underwear, day in and day out, it’s a symbol of my complete surrender to them. It’s as if they’ve stripped away my identity, leaving me vulnerable and obedient for them to do whatever they please with me. I can’t help but get excited by the thought of being exposed, a constant reminder that I exist solely for their pleasure and fun.” 

The sensation of the soft fabric against his skin as he continued his chores sent shivers down his spine. Every movement, every touch, was a testament to his newfound life of servitude, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. In his mind, he knew that this was where he belonged, living to fulfill Rajesh and Natalie’s darkest desires. 

As DEWAYNE continued his chores, he couldn’t help but let his mind wander into even deeper fantasies of submission and degradation. He whispered to himself, imagining scenarios that thrilled him to his core. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering to himself, his voice trembling with anticipation): “Maybe one day, they’ll demand that I crawl on all fours like the obedient pet I am. I’d eagerly obey, my underwear-clad body moving at their command. They’d walk all over me, using me as their human carpet. And I’d revel in the humiliation, grateful for every moment of it.” 

  

His thoughts grew even more explicit as he scrubbed the floors, envisioning himself eagerly performing acts of servitude that pushed his boundaries further. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering to himself, flushed with excitement): “Perhaps they’ll insist on using me as a footstool while they relax, their feet resting on my back as a constant reminder of my place beneath them. Or they might demand that I lick their shoes clean after a night out, savoring every speck of dirt as a testament to my devotion.” 

  

Every fantasy, no matter how degrading, sent a thrill down DEWAYNE’s spine. He knew that his life had taken a drastic turn, and he was more than willing to embrace the darkest desires of Rajesh and Natalie, no matter how humiliating they might be. He was excited to think and fantasize about what plans the couple held for him in the future and how many ways they planned to humiliate him even further. 

DEWAYNE (having more kinky fantasies in his mind of the couple humiliating him): “I can’t wait for Rajesh and Natalie to pin me to the ground and shove some curry dish into my ass while Natalie mashes face with her soles. It’s like going to an Oasis. I miss that first night, when they defeated me and degraded me. It was the best cum I ever had.” 

As DEWAYNE continued with his chores, his fantasies of submission and degradation grew even more vivid, and he couldn’t help but whisper his secret desires to himself. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering with a mixture of excitement and humility): “Maybe one day, they’ll make me their human ashtray, forcing me to kneel before them as they casually flick their cigarette ashes onto my exposed back. I’d endure the sting and humiliation, knowing it’s what I’m meant for.” 

  

The thought of such degradation sent a shiver of anticipation through him. His mind continued to wander into even deeper realms of submission. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering, his voice trembling): “And they could demand that I only consume soy-based food and drink from a dog bowl. It would be a constant reminder of my status as their little man, completely at their mercy, and I’d savor every humiliating bite.” 

  

As he scrubbed and cleaned, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but revel in these dark fantasies. He knew he was falling deeper into his role as their servant and plaything, and there was no turning back. 

 

As DEWAYNE continued his chores, the fantasies of submission and humiliation swirled in his mind like a whirlwind. He imagined a scenario where Rajesh and Natalie took him on an expensive cruise, surrounded by affluent passengers in a world of luxury. But their intentions were far from gracious. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering, his voice filled with anticipation): “On that cruise, they’d dress me in a skimpy outfit, something that exposed every inch of my body. I’d be paraded around the deck like their pet, forced to crawl at their feet while they laughed and mocked me.” 

  

His heart raced at the thought of public humiliation, and he couldn’t help but picture the scene in vivid detail. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering, his breath shaky): “They’d invite other passengers to join in, encouraging them to degrade me as well. I’d have to endure their taunts, their slurs, all for their amusement. And I’d do it willingly, craving their approval even as they belittled me.” 

  

As he continued his chores, the intensity of his fantasies grew, and DEWAYNE knew that his newfound life of servitude had awakened dark kinky desires, that were lying dormant in his subconscious, and he never knew existed. 

  

As DEWAYNE’s fantasies grew more intense, he found himself unable to contain his overwhelming arousal. The vivid images of submission and degradation pushed him to the edge, and he knew he needed release. With a desperate sense of urgency, he abandoned his chores and rushed to the nearest bathroom. 

  

Inside the bathroom, DEWAYNE closed the door behind him, locked it, and leaned against the wall. His breath was heavy, and his heart raced as he imagined the scenario that had driven him to this point. 

  

DEWAYNE (whispering to himself): “Natalie, with her commanding presence, would force me to clean her entire shoe and flip-flop collection with my tongue. The taste of leather mixed with her foot sweat and the scent of her feet would be intoxicating.” 

  

As the fantasy played out in his mind, DEWAYNE’s body responded uncontrollably. He knew he had to let go, to find release from the overwhelming desires that consumed him. With one hand pressed against the wall for support, he quickly relieved himself, experiencing one of the most intense climaxes of his life. 

  

Afterward, as he caught his breath, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but reflect on the profound changes that had taken place in his life. The desires he had once suppressed now ruled him, and he was willingly ensnared in the web of submission to Rajesh and Natalie’s darkest whims. He knew that if he still had any chance to run away from their dominance, he had better do it quick, otherwise, his twisted mind would soon be too polluted with kinky thoughts to ever be able to come up with an escape plan. 

Each task he performed was a testament to his dedication, a willing sacrifice he made for the couple. His muscles flexed as he scrubbed the floors, and beads of sweat glistened on his skin under the California sun. Every movement, every touch, was a testament to his newfound life of servitude, and he wouldn’t have it any other way. In his mind, he knew that this was where he belonged, living to fulfill Rajesh and Natalie’s darkest desires. The thrill of being dominated and humiliated had awakened a part of him he never knew existed, and he was eager to explore it further. Maybe the thrill of the BDSM life was what he was missing the most and was what led to his depression. 

Chapter 5: Secret Desires 

DEWAYNE’s inner thoughts and desires, including his internal struggle with his newfound submissive tendencies, start to slowly break any fighting spirit that was still left on him. Soon he might reach the point of no return from his life as a slave for Natalie and Rajesh. 

 

As DEWAYNE continued his role as the couple’s 24/7 maid, he couldn’t help but notice the changes in his daily life that went beyond the foot massages and servitude. He found himself describing to the couple how they had been feeding him the bare minimum, barely enough to sustain his energy, and limiting his sleep to a mere four hours a day. Additionally, they had forbidden him from going to the gym, a place where he once built his physical strength. He was beginning to think that they were doing this with the purpose of making him more docile and stopping him from escaping their mansion. 

One evening, as DEWAYNE was tidying up their living room, he mustered the courage to address this matter to the couple. “Natalie, Ma’am,” he began hesitantly, “I’ve noticed the changes in my diet and sleep schedule. It feels like you’re intentionally trying to weaken me.” 

  

Rajesh exchanged a knowing glance with his wife before responding, “DEWAYNE, we want you to be fully dedicated to serving us. Your strength and willpower might tempt you to run away or disobey our wishes. We’re doing this for your own good, to ensure you never stray from your role.” 

  

DEWAYNE couldn’t help but feel a sense of vulnerability and powerlessness. He had once been a person of physical strength, but now, he was being intentionally weakened to make him more compliant. Despite his reservations, he understood their reasoning, even if it felt like his willpower was being tested and broken. 

DEWAYNE, while initially concerned about his physical decline, couldn’t deny the strange thrill that coursed through him. The thought of becoming weaker than a woman, of Natalie potentially being able to overpower him easily, ignited an unexpected excitement deep within him. It was as though the very idea of surrendering his strength and control was arousing. 

  

As he stood before the couple, his mind wandered into the realm of masochistic fantasies he had never explored before. The sense of vulnerability and submission seemed to intertwine with his newfound desires. With a mix of trepidation and excitement, he couldn’t help but admit, “I understand, Rajesh, and I’ll do whatever it takes to serve you both better.” 

  

Natalie’s eyes gleamed with mischief as she leaned in closer, her voice a sultry whisper, “That’s what we like to hear, DEWAYNE. Embrace your new role, and you’ll find pleasures beyond your wildest dreams.” 

  

With each passing day, DEWAYNE’s transformation continued, both physically and mentally, as he willingly embraced his journey into a world of submission, servitude, and desires he had never imagined. 

DEWAYNE couldn’t help but notice the gradual transformation in his body. The once muscular physique he had worked tirelessly to maintain was fading away. He watched his biceps lose their bulk, his chest deflating, and his legs becoming scrawnier with each passing day. His diet had been reduced to mere sustenance, leaving him feeling physically weaker than he’d ever been. 

  

As he glanced in the mirror, the sight of his diminishing muscles stirred a strange mix of emotions within him. The idea that even Natalie, a woman, could easily overpower him now due to his growing physical frailty sent shivers of excitement down his spine. It was a peculiar sensation, the thought of surrendering his strength and control to someone he once believed he could dominate. 

 Chapter 6: DEWAYNE’s Ego Swan Song 

DEWAYNE decides to attempt to escape the couple’s mansion as he notices his physical strength is deteriorating too much. Soon, he might even lose a fight to Natalie who is probably now stronger than him, due to the diet the couple has been forcing him to follow, that is making him so skinny and weak. 

Deep within, he grappled with this newfound arousal, questioning his desires and the path he had willingly embarked upon. Yet, despite his reservations, he couldn’t deny the strange allure of this transformation. The vulnerability and submission that came with it seemed to awaken desires he had never explored before. 

  

DEWAYNE continued his duties with a growing sense of both trepidation and anticipation. The weakening of his body was a tangible reminder of his commitment to the couple and the unconventional desires that had taken hold of him. 

A few weeks had passed since DEWAYNE began his new life as the couple’s full-time servant. The changes in his body were becoming more apparent with each passing day. His once-muscular frame had given way to a scrawny and noticeably weaker physique. His clothes hung loosely on him, and his biceps were no longer defined but rather a shadow of their former selves. 

  

As he went about his daily chores, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast between his present condition and the powerful figure he used to be. The lack of proper nutrition and exercise had taken a toll on his once-impressive physique, leaving him feeling physically vulnerable. 

  

Despite the challenges of his physical transformation, DEWAYNE remained dedicated to his role as the couple’s servant. The submissive desires that had awakened within him continued to drive him forward, even as his body grew weaker. He had surrendered not only his possessions but also his strength, willingly embracing his new life of servitude and submission. 

 

As the days turned into weeks, DEWAYNE felt his once-robust self-image crumble. The couple reveled in his vulnerability, exploiting it for their own pleasure. DEWAYNE’s inner turmoil continued to grow, torn between the desire to escape this twisted existence as the couple’s human sex toy and the strange attraction he couldn’t deny. It was a battle of wills and desires, and DEWAYNE was caught in the middle, a pawn in their elaborate game of dominance and submission. 

A few weeks had passed since DEWAYNE began his new life as the couple’s full-time servant. The changes in his body were becoming more apparent with each passing day. His once-muscular frame had given way to a scrawny and noticeably weaker physique. His clothes hung loosely on him, and his biceps were no longer defined but rather a shadow of their former selves. 

 DEWAYNE’s life had taken a surreal turn, where his once-dominant persona had been systematically deconstructed by Rajesh and his wife. They found new ways to amuse themselves, slowly chipping away at DEWAYNE’s macho man ego. It was a game to them, a power play that kept DEWAYNE firmly under their control. 

 

As he went about his daily chores, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but notice the stark contrast between his present condition and the powerful figure he used to be. The lack of proper nutrition and exercise had taken a toll on his once-impressive physique, leaving him feeling physically vulnerable. 

  

Despite the challenges of his physical transformation, DEWAYNE remained dedicated to his role as the couple’s servant. The submissive desires that had awakened within him continued to drive him forward, even as his body grew weaker. He had surrendered not only his possessions but also his strength, willingly embracing his new life of servitude and submission. 

In the story, DEWAYNE found himself in a constant internal struggle. On one hand, the degrading servitude and domination by Rajesh and his wife had him doubting if he should run away from them. He knew that staying would mean total surrender to their desires, becoming their permanent plaything, foot servant, and maid. While a part of him got a kick out of thinking about being their plaything for a lifetime his rational mind knew that this sexual fantasy, that was slowly reaching its point of no return, would cost him his freedom. He was in a constant struggle between his sexual desires and his rational mind. 

 

I was in a constant battle with myself, torn between the desire to escape this twisted situation and the fear of what they might do if I tried to run. Every day that I hesitated, they seemed to tighten their grip on me a little more. I knew that if I didn’t make a break for it soon, they would completely conquer me, and I’d be trapped in this role forever – their plaything, foot servant, and maid. 

  

The thought of escaping was terrifying, but I also couldn’t deny that it was the only way to regain my freedom. I had to find the courage to run, to break free from their dominance before it was too late. The longer I stayed, the deeper they dug their claws into me, and I couldn’t let that happen. I needed to make a choice, to fight back against their control or risk being their obedient servant indefinitely. 

As DEWAYNE continued to bide his time in the couple’s mansion, the weight of his decision to escape pressed down on him like a relentless force. Each passing day made him more aware of the toll his weakened state was taking on him, both physically and mentally. He knew that he couldn’t wait much longer; the opportunity for escape might slip away if he didn’t act soon. 

  

One night, as he lay in his small, dimly lit room located at the mansion’s backyard, DEWAYNE’s thoughts raced. He knew that the risks were enormous, but the thought of freedom was too enticing to resist any longer. He couldn’t endure the endless servitude and humiliation that had become his life. He needed to take control of his destiny. 

Seeing that the time was running out and soon his mind and body might give up fighting for freedom. DEWAYNE makes up his mind and decides to attempt to escape the couple’s mansion. He started to elaborate a plan to escape the couple’s mansion.  

One day, as he observed the couple’s daily routine, DEWAYNE noticed a window of opportunity. Rajesh had mentioned that he would be traveling for a business trip and would be away for a few nights. This meant that Natalie would be the only one at the house during that time. 

  

DEWAYNE’s heart pounded with anxiety and anticipation as he silently planned his escape. He knew that this was a risky move, but he couldn’t endure the endless servitude and humiliation that had become his life. He needed to take control of his destiny. 

  

As the day of Rajesh’s departure approached, DEWAYNE’s resolve grew stronger. He discreetly gathered a few essential items and hid them in a secret compartment in his room. He rehearsed his escape plan over and over, making sure he knew every detail. 

  

The night finally arrived when Rajesh left for his business trip. DEWAYNE waited patiently for the right moment, knowing that he had to act swiftly. As the mansion fell into an eerie silence, he made his move. 

  

With a deep breath, he slipped out of his small room located in the mansion’s backyard. He entered the main structure of the mansion, hoping to find a key and crept down the hallway. He had to be quiet and stealthy, avoiding any creaky floorboards or sudden noises that could give him away. The mansion was eerily silent, and DEWAYNE hoped that luck would be on his side. 

  

As he made his way toward the exit, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but think about the risks and uncertainties that lay ahead. But he also thought about the sweet taste of freedom, the chance to regain his independence and make his own choices once more. 

  

DEWAYNE was determined to escape the clutches of Rajesh and Natalie, and he was willing to face whatever challenges awaited him outside the mansion. This was his only chance, and he couldn’t afford to let it slip away. 

As DEWAYNE reached the main door and fumbled with the key he had found, his heart raced with anticipation. He could almost taste the freedom he had been yearning for. However, just as he was about to unlock the door, a voice from behind sent a shiver down his spine. 

  

“Where do you think you are going, little man?” came Natalie’s voice, dripping with impatience. Her words were like a cold shock to his system, and he froze in place, the key trembling in his hand. 

  

Slowly, he turned around to face her, his eyes wide with fear. Natalie stood there, tapping her foot impatiently on the floor, her expression a mixture of annoyance and amusement. She was a formidable presence, and DEWAYNE felt like a trapped animal under her gaze. 

  

“I… I was just…” DEWAYNE stammered, his voice trembling as he struggled to come up with an explanation. But deep down, he knew that there was no excuse that could justify his attempt to escape. 

  

Natalie raised an eyebrow, her arms crossed over her chest. “You were just what? Trying to run away?” she said, her tone laced with sarcasm as she impatiently tapped her left barefoot on the floor. 

  

DEWAYNE’s shoulders slumped in defeat as he realized that his escape plan had been foiled. He couldn’t bring himself to meet Natalie’s eyes, his shame weighing him down. It was clear that he was no match for her, both physically and mentally. 

  

Natalie’s lips curled into a sly smile as she took a step closer to him. “You know, DEWAYNE,” she said, her voice low and seductive, “you can’t escape from us. You belong to Rajesh and me now, and there’s no way out.” 

  

DEWAYNE felt a mixture of fear and arousal wash over him. He had underestimated the power that Natalie held over him, and he knew that there was no turning back. His escape attempt had only deepened his submission to the couple, and he was beginning to realize that there was no escape from the desires that bound him to them. 

 

Despite the fact that DEWAYNE’s attempt at escaping had been thwarted, he couldn’t shake the overwhelming desire to flee from the imposing figure of Natalie. In a wild surge of adrenaline, he turned and bolted down the mansion’s grand hallway, his heart pounding in his chest. 

  

Behind him, he could hear Natalie’s footsteps following in hot pursuit, the rapid tap-tap-tap of her barefoot echoing through the opulent corridor. She held one of her flip-flops in her hand, a menacing tool of punishment that sent shivers down DEWAYNE’s spine. 

  

Natalie’s voice, laced with both amusement and annoyance, rang out as she continued her chase. “Oh, you’re in for it now, DEWAYNE! Running away won’t save you from what’s coming.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s heart raced as he darted through various rooms, desperately searching for an escape route. He couldn’t deny the bizarre mixture of fear and excitement that coursed through his veins. The thought of being caught and punished by Natalie had a strangely arousing effect on him, fueling his desire to evade her grasp. 

  

Natalie’s threats only added to the intensity of the chase. “When I get you,” she taunted, “I’m gonna kick your ass so hard, you’ll wish you never tried to run.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s breath came in ragged gasps as he zigzagged through the mansion, Natalie hot on his heels. He knew that ultimately, there was no escape from her, but for that brief moment, the thrill of being pursued by this powerful woman ignited a peculiar sexual excitement deep within him. 

DEWAYNE’s weakened state was becoming increasingly apparent as he sprinted through the mansion’s winding hallways. His breaths grew heavy, and his legs felt like jelly. It was only a matter of time before Natalie would catch up with him, and that both terrified and aroused him. 

  

As his energy dwindled, DEWAYNE’s pace slowed, and he could hear Natalie closing in. Suddenly, he felt a sharp sting on his backside as Natalie began to spank him with her flip-flops, each smack a reminder of his impending capture. 

  

With a final, triumphant stride, Natalie overtook him and swiftly subdued him. She pinned DEWAYNE to the ground, her strength easily overpowering his weakened form. The taste of defeat was bitter, and DEWAYNE couldn’t help but feel a mixture of humiliation and arousal for being dominated by a woman. He knew that in under normal circumstances, he could easily overpower her if it wasn’t for his weak physical state. 

  

Natalie’s taunts rained down on him as she held him firmly in place. “You’re getting beaten up by a woman, don’t you feel so pathetic?” She laughed mockingly. “How does it feel to be subdued by a woman, little man?” 

  

DEWAYNE’s heart pounded, and he could only muster a feeble response, “I… I’m sorry.” 

 As DEWAYNE lay pinned to the ground, he could feel the cool tiles beneath him and the weight of his own submission pressing down. Natalie was relentless, and now, she had a new form of punishment in store for him. 

  

With a commanding tone, Natalie instructed him, “Turn around, DEWAYNE. Your backside is going to receive some much-needed discipline.” 

  

DEWAYNE, still panting and weak from his futile escape attempt, complied with her demand. His eyes were wide with anticipation as he felt the shift in position, his exposed backside vulnerable to her whims. 

  

Natalie wasted no time, bringing her flip-flop down hard on DEWAYNE’s exposed buttocks. The sharp smack echoed through the room, and DEWAYNE winced in pain. The spanks came in rapid succession, each one stinging more than the last. 

  

“Please, Natalie, stop!” DEWAYNE cried out, his voice filled with desperation. 

  

But Natalie’s response was far from sympathetic. She let out an evil laugh, relishing in his torment. “Oh, DEWAYNE, you wanted to escape, didn’t you? This is the price you pay for disobedience.” 

  

Tears welled up in DEWAYNE’s eyes as the relentless spanking continued. The pain was excruciating, but a part of him couldn’t deny the strange thrill he felt, being dominated and punished so thoroughly by Natalie. 

His escape attempt had failed, and he was once again at the mercy of the dominant couple who had come to define his life. 

Natalie continued to rain down spanks on DEWAYNE’s exposed backside, her flip-flop making contact with precision. The stinging pain mixed with the undeniable arousal that coursed through him. It was a confusing and overwhelming blend of sensations. 

  

As the spanking persisted, DEWAYNE’s voice shifted from pleas to a strange mixture of pain and pleasure. “I-I deserve this,” he managed to mutter between gasps. His submission to Natalie was undeniable, and he couldn’t help but acknowledge that he craved this domination. 

  

Natalie, her tone stern but with a hint of satisfaction, finally halted the spanking. She looked down at DEWAYNE, who lay there panting, his backside pink and throbbing. “Have you learned your lesson, little man?” 

  

DEWAYNE nodded, his cheeks flushed with embarrassment. “Yes, Natalie, I’ve learned. I’m yours to command.” 

  

She smirked, lifting her flip-flop and placing it on DEWAYNE’s face, pressing down lightly. “That’s what I like to hear, DEWAYNE. You’re starting to understand your place.” 

  

And as DEWAYNE lay there beneath her, his face pressed into the sole of her foot, he couldn’t deny the strange allure of his newfound submission. It was a path he had chosen, willingly or not, and there was no turning back now. 

She tells him that his punishment is not over yet and tells him to wait on his backside and not look up as she is going to get something to teach him another lesson. He complies when she comes back Natalie shoves a dildo several times on his butthole, pegging him endlessly until he begs her to stop, but she doesn’t stop instead she continues until he yells in pain. 

“Your punishment is not over yet little man lay on your backside again and wait for me to come back and don’t you dare to look up until I tell you to do so” said Natalie as she. 

DEWAYNE aroused and afraid of what he was about to face complied with Natalie’s requests and didn’t dare to look up again. He kept staring at the floor with his backside completely exposed. Minutes seemed to pass, suddenly he started to hear Natalie’s footsteps getting closer. She was finally coming back. 

“Ready for your final punishment little man?” said Natalie with a seductive, yet menacing voice tone. 

DEWAYNE wondered what Natalie was now holding, but he was afraid of looking up and how she would react if he disobeyed her, so he decided to just answer her question. 

“Yes mistress, your happiness is my desire” said DEWAYNE with a fearful voice tone wanting to just get over her punishment as soon as possible. 

Suddenly he feels something get shoved down his asshole straight into his rectum. It was a dildo; Natalie was pegging him. 

“Please stop!! Don’t do that Natalie, I’ve learned my lesson” said DEWAYNE as he started feeling the pain from getting a dildo pegged into his asshole several times. 

 

“You should’ve thought about that before trying to run away from us bitch! Now, learn to take it as a good little man would.” said Natalie as she continued to aggressively shove the dildo several times into DEWAYNE’s butthole increasing his pain. 

 

Natalie continues to shove the dildo several times on his butthole, pegging him endlessly, completely ignoring his pleads for her to stop. As for DEWAYNE, feeling completely emasculated, he continued begging for her mercy and yelling in pain. 

 

When she finally gets bored of punishing him. She warns him that this will be a new way they will be humiliating him thanks to his attempt of escaping until he begs her to stop, but she doesn’t stop instead. 

 

After his failed attempt to escape, Natalie told her husband about DEWAYNE’s failed escape attempt. The couple decided that one of the new ways they would torment him was by forcing him to wear a dildo all day sometimes, a constant reminder of his submission and humiliation. Rajesh or his wife would take turns pegging him with this dildo randomly throughout the day, subjecting him to sensations he had never experienced before. It was both a physical and psychological torment, as DEWAYNE grappled with the emasculation that came with it. 

 

As the weeks turned into months, DEWAYNE continued to enjoy his life as Rajesh and his wife’s loyal servant. Their adventures took them to their deepest sexuals desires and fantasies, and DEWAYNE’s bond with them deepened. He had found his place in the world, serving those who had once been his nemesis in a dimly lit alleyway, in a story filled with unexpected twists and newfound purpose. 

 

DEWAYNE’s tongue must clean Rajesh and his wife after they have a “good time” and are now resting in bed and then DEWAYNE gets a whiff of Rajesh African wife’s soles and learn to like every time he has to do it 

 

In that dimly lit bedroom, DEWAYNE found himself in an intriguing situation. As he began the task of cleaning Rajesh and his wife after their passionate encounter, something unexpected happened. 

  

With every whiff of Rajesh’s African wife’s soles, DEWAYNE discovered an inexplicable pleasure. It was as if a new world of sensations had opened up before him. He couldn’t resist the intoxicating allure of her scent, and each moment spent tending to her needs became a source of euphoria for him. 

  

DEWAYNE’s life had taken an unexpected turn, and he had developed a unique fondness for this peculiar task. It seemed like the spicy curry wasn’t the only thing spicing up his life. 

 

DEWAYNE was now happy with his new life and how his relationship with his masters were improving 

 

As the days went by, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but reflect on the unusual turn his life had taken. In the beginning, he had been skeptical and hesitant about serving Rajesh and his wife in such intimate ways. However, something about the dynamic between them had changed him. 

  

One evening, while gently tending to Rajesh’s needs, DEWAYNE couldn’t contain his joy any longer. He confided, “You know, Rajesh, at first, I never expected my life to take this path, but I must admit, I’ve never been happier. There’s a certain satisfaction in serving you and your lady, and I’ve developed a deep affection for the both of you.” 

  

Rajesh, looking down at DEWAYNE with a knowing smile, replied, “DEWAYNE, sometimes life takes us on unexpected journeys. We appreciate your dedication and the unique bond we’ve formed. You’re not just our servant; you’re an integral part of our lives.” 

  

DEWAYNE nodded, feeling content and fulfilled in his newfound role. He had discovered happiness and satisfaction in serving his masters that he had never imagined before. 

 

DEWAYNE continued to serve Rajesh and his wife diligently. One evening, as they all relaxed in front of the TV, DEWAYNE knelt at the feet of Rajesh’s wife, massaging them skillfully. She sighed contentedly, and DEWAYNE couldn’t help but smile, knowing he had found happiness in this unique relationship. They watched TV together, a sense of fulfillment and contentment settling over DEWAYNE, who had embraced his role as their devoted servant. 

 

Although this was not the first time, he was ordered to kneel and massage Natalie’s feet while she watched TV with her man DEWAYNE was still captivated by the sight of Rajesh’s African wife’s feet just like the first time, he was ordered to do this task. They were impeccably well-manicured, with perfectly painted toenails that glistened in the soft glow of the TV. The fragrance of her skin was alluring, a combination of subtle floral notes and a hint of warmth that made DEWAYNE’s heart race. As he massaged her ebony feet, he couldn’t help but admire their graceful arches and the softness of her soles. 

  

With each touch, DEWAYNE felt an overwhelming sense of contentment. He had discovered an unexpected pleasure in tending to her feet, and it had become a cherished part of his life. As they watched TV together, DEWAYNE reveled in the joy of serving his masters and the intimate connection he had developed with Rajesh’s wife through her beautiful feet. It was a bond unlike any other, and DEWAYNE couldn’t imagine a happier life. 

 

Suddenly Natalie’s starts using her left foot to push DEWAYNE’s face to maneuver him to lay completely into the ground, which he offers no resistance. When DEWAYNE is finally lying on his back on the floor she rests her beautiful ebony soles on DEWAYNE’s face. He is used as a footrest for Rajesh’s wife for the remainder of the nights and he gets a boner out of it. 

 

In this wild and bizarre scenario, DEWAYNE’s face becomes the ultimate footrest for Rajesh and his wife. With every passing moment, DEWAYNE revels in this peculiar yet oddly satisfying arrangement. The weight of Rajesh’s wife’s feet pressing against his face sends shivers of delight down his spine, and he can’t help but smile in contentment. In this unconventional world, DEWAYNE has found his bliss, and as he gazes up at his masters, he realizes that he wouldn’t trade this life for anything else. 

 

As DEWAYNE’s face serves as the perfect footrest, Rajesh and his wife continue to enjoy their leisurely night of watching TV. Rajesh leans back, his eyes fixed on the screen, while his wife shifts her weight, making herself more comfortable. Her feet rest gently on DEWAYNE’s face, who, by now, has come to appreciate the unique aroma and sensation of having his face being used as a human footstool by Natalie, his ex-girlfriend. 

  

Rajesh: “You know, dear, I think DEWAYNE has really taken to this.” 

  

Wife: “Indeed, he seems quite content down there. And his foot massages are simply divine.” Said Namoi while mashing DEWAYNE’s face harder with her soles. 

  

DEWAYNE’s thoughts race as he contemplates his newfound role in this unusual arrangement. While he never expected his life to take this turn, the satisfaction he feels is undeniable. He takes a deep breath, savoring the amazing natural scent of Rajesh’s wife’s feet, and responds with a muffled but contented tone. 

  

DEWAYNE (thoughts): I can’t believe I’m actually enjoying this. It’s strange, but I feel strangely fulfilled. Maybe this is where I truly belong. 

 

 

As Rajesh and his wife enjoy their TV time with DEWAYNE playing his unique role beneath them, Rajesh can’t help but chuckle softly. 

  

Rajesh: “You know, my dear, it’s quite remarkable how life can take unexpected turns. Remember that day when DEWAYNE crossed our path and I decided to teach him a lesson?” 

  

Wife: “Ah, yes, I recall it vividly. It was quite the encounter.” 

  

Rajesh grins mischievously, reflecting on the day when DEWAYNE’s egocentrism had turned into servitude and humility, a memory that has become a shared amusement for the couple. 

  

Rajesh: “Little did he know that day would change the course of his life forever. He’s proven to be quite useful, wouldn’t you say?” 

  

Wife: “Indeed, he’s adapted remarkably well. And I must admit, his foot massages and orals are a delight.” 

  

DEWAYNE continues his duties as their servant, content in his unusual role, his thoughts drifting back to that fateful encounter in the dimly lit alley that sealed his path as their foot slave. 

 

DEWAYNE, while tending to Rajesh and his wife’s feet, couldn’t help but overhear their conversation. He felt a mixture of emotions, from pride in his transformation to a tinge of embarrassment at being the subject of their discussion. He decided to speak up. 

  

DEWAYNE: “Thank you, sir, ma’am. I’m just grateful for the opportunity to serve you both. I’ve learned a lot since that day in the alley, and I wouldn’t trade it for anything.” Said DEWAYNE still lying on his back while showering Rajesh’s wife feet with kisses. 

  

Rajesh’s wife chuckles and then smiles warmly, and Rajesh himself nods appreciatively. 

  

Rajesh: “You see, my dear, it’s all about seizing opportunities. Life has a funny way of surprising us. And DEWAYNE here has embraced his role admirably.” Said Rajesh as he burst out laughing with his wife after finishing his sentence. 

  

As the couple sat together on the couch while DEWAYNE lied on his back happy to have his face being used as a footstool for Natalie’s tired feet, sharing a moment of connection amidst their unconventional arrangement, DEWAYNE’s sense of contentment deepens. He might have started as a skeptic, but in serving Rajesh and his wife, he had found a unique and unexpected happiness. 

 

Chapter 7: The Point of No Return 

After DEWAYNE’s failed attempt to escape Rajesh and Natalie waste no time in furthering their grip on DEWAYNE and breaking any resistance that was left on him with their exploitation of DEWAYNE’s submissive side. While DEWAYNE slowly realizes that he can never go back to his old life and starts coming to terms with his new place in life as the couple’s servant for a lifetime. 

 

 

 

One day DEWAYNE gets more curry dish up to his you know where and the couple has a good time with him. 

 

As DEWAYNE’s bizarre adventure continued, he found himself immersed in a curry-filled world of pleasure and servitude. The couple, Rajesh and his African wife, reveled in their newfound power over DEWAYNE. With every spoonful of fiery curry, they pushed the boundaries of his tolerance. 

  

Rajesh, a mischievous glint in his eye, kept ladling more and more curry onto DEWAYNE’s asshole. It wasn’t long before DEWAYNE was practically swimming in the spicy concoction. The couple couldn’t contain their laughter as they watched him squirm in both agony and delight every time they did this to him. 

  

But what made this scene even more tantalizing for DEWAYNE was the unexpected effect of the curry, just like the first time they did this to him in that dimly lit alley their paths crossed. With each serving, he found himself strangely aroused, aching for more of the burning sensation. It was as if the spicy curry had unlocked a hidden desire within him. 

  

As the night continued, DEWAYNE’s life had taken an unimaginable turn, and he was slowly realizing that his new role as their servant was filled with sensations and pleasures he had never experienced before becoming their plaything. 

 

DEWAYNE’s transformation into Rajesh and his wife’s obedient servant continued, fueled by their insatiable appetite for dominance and pleasure. As they reveled in their power, the couple couldn’t resist taunting DEWAYNE with laughter and teasing remarks. As for DEWAYNE, he learned to enjoy 

  

Rajesh, his voice dripping with amusement, said to DEWAYNE, “Who would have thought, my friend? A simple encounter in a dim alleyway led you to this delightful predicament.” 

  

DEWAYNE, his pride now replaced by a bewildering mix of submission and excitement, replied, “I never could have imagined, Rajesh. But I’m discovering a whole new world of sensations.” 

  

Rajesh’s wife, her eyes twinkling with mischief, chimed in, “And you’re just getting started, dear DEWAYNE. There’s so much more for you to explore in our world.” 

  

As the couple’s banter continued, DEWAYNE’s thoughts whirled. He couldn’t deny that there was an undeniable thrill in serving them, and the curry’s effect on him only heightened his newfound desires. His journey down this spicy and unexpected path had opened doors he never knew existed, and he was eager to see where it would lead. 

Natalie, ever the embodiment of dominance, took a step closer to DEWAYNE, her ebony feet poised above his face. The scent of her natural aroma wafted through the air, making his heart race with anticipation. He looked up at her, his eyes filled with submission and gratitude. 

  

DEWAYNE: “Thank you, Natalie, for allowing me this privilege.” 

  

With a teasing smile, Natalie lowered her soles onto DEWAYNE’s face, the soft flesh making contact with his skin. As her feet pressed down, he could feel the warmth and sweat from her beautiful ebony soles. It was a sensation unlike any other, and he couldn’t help but savor the taste of her skin. 

  

DEWAYNE (submissively): “Thank you, Natalie, for letting me taste the essence of your beauty. Your feet are truly divine.” 

  

As he continued to lick her soles, his world narrowed down to the intimate connection he shared with Natalie’s feet. The peculiar blend of arousal and submission flooded his senses just like the first time he ever worshipped her soles, and he knew that this was where he belonged – beneath Rajesh and Natalie’s commanding dominance. 

Amused by DEWAYNE’s unwavering submission, Rajesh and Natalie exchanged glances, their laughter filling the room. It was a shared moment of delight in their newfound dynamic. 

  

Rajesh (teasingly): “Well, well, DEWAYNE, you certainly are a fast learner.” 

  

Natalie (playfully): “I guess we’ve found our perfect little servant, haven’t we?” 

  

Their words dripped with amusement as they continued to belittle and tease DEWAYNE for his subservient nature. But far from feeling insulted, DEWAYNE relished in their playful taunts, understanding that this was the essence of his new life with them. His journey into the depths of their desires had only just begun, and he couldn’t wait to explore further. 

One day the couple decides to chain DEWAYNE in their BDSM metal bed for slaves with only his underwear and starts ticking his feet until he starts begging for them to stop. He gets lost in a bliss of pleasures 

The couple, fueled by their insatiable appetite for dominance and pleasure, decided to take things to a new level. They bound DEWAYNE, their plaything, to a sturdy metal bed, leaving him in nothing but his underwear. The atmosphere was charged with excitement as they began to tickle his feet, sending waves of pleasure coursing through him. DEWAYNE couldn’t contain his laughter, and it quickly turned into a chorus of joyful begging for them to continue. He was lost in a sea of sensations, a willing captive to their desires, as they unleashed an intoxicating symphony of pleasure upon him. 

 

The couple, Rajesh and Natalie, exchanged sly glances as they secured DEWAYNE to the sturdy metal bed. DEWAYNE, now in only his underwear, could sense the anticipation in the room. Rajesh, his voice dripping with wicked amusement, leaned in and whispered to Natalie, “I think it’s time we test his limits, don’t you?” 

  

Natalie, her eyes sparkling with mischief, nodded and replied, “Oh, most definitely.” With that, they descended upon DEWAYNE’s exposed feet, their fingers dancing with devilish intent. DEWAYNE’s laughter erupted, filling the room as they continued their tantalizing assault. His mind raced with a blend of delight and desperation, caught in a whirlwind of sensations. 

  

Between fits of laughter, DEWAYNE managed to gasp, “You two are driving me crazy!” But the couple only grinned, relishing the control they had over his pleasure. As the tickling continued, DEWAYNE surrendered to the overwhelming bliss, lost in the throes of an electrifying encounter that defied his wildest fantasies. 

 

Well, it seems our trio has found themselves in a situation that’s both exhilarating and unusual. Rajesh and Natalie, still tickling DEWAYNE’s feet, exchanged knowing glances as they felt his laughter escalate into desperate pleas for respite. 

  

DEWAYNE, overwhelmed by the intense sensations coursing through him, could barely form coherent words. “Please… oh, please, stop!” he begged, his voice a mixture of torment and ecstasy. 

  

Rajesh leaned in closer, his warm breath brushing against DEWAYNE’s ear, and whispered, “You see, DEWAYNE, the beauty of this experience lies in your surrender to us. Your pleasure is our delight.” 

  

Natalie added with a sultry tone, “And we’re not stopping until you’ve truly given in.” Their hands continued their relentless assault, exploring every sensitive spot on DEWAYNE’s feet. 

  

As the minutes passed, DEWAYNE’s resistance waned, and his thoughts grew hazier. He was caught in a whirlwind of pleasure, unable to deny the intoxicating power that Rajesh and Natalie held over him. And in that moment, boundaries blurred, and new desires awakened, leading them all down an uncharted path of exploration and ecstasy. 

 

Suddenly Rajesh decides to shove more curry dish into DEWAYNE’s asshole and afterwards he continues tickling his feet and then DEWAYNE starts to feel overwhelmed from all the pleasure and sensations 

Rajesh continued with his mischievous antics, shoving more curry dish into DEWAYNE’s sensitive regions. The sensation was overwhelming, and DEWAYNE couldn’t help but moan in pleasure and discomfort. Rajesh, a wicked grin on his face, didn’t stop there. He resumed tickling DEWAYNE’s feet, sending waves of sensation through his body. The combination of flavors, tickling, and the intense pleasure pushed DEWAYNE to his limit. He couldn’t take it anymore and almost fainted, overwhelmed by the sensations. But they kept pushing his limits… 

 

In the dimly lit room, the aroma of the spicy curry still hung in the air as Rajesh and his wife Natalie continued their playful torment of DEWAYNE. They had him chained to a metal bed, wearing only his underwear, and he was completely at their mercy. 

  

Rajesh, a glint of mischief in his eyes, leaned over DEWAYNE and whispered, “You’re quite the special guest today, my friend. How are you enjoying our unique brand of hospitality?” 

  

DEWAYNE, his voice quivering with a mix of pleasure and anticipation, replied, “I never imagined hospitality like this, Rajesh. It’s… overwhelming.” 

  

Natalie, her laughter as sweet as it was sinister, chimed in, “Oh, we’re just getting started, dear DEWAYNE. There’s so much more for you to explore in our world.” 

  

With that, Rajesh picked up a plate of curry and, without warning, shoved more of the spicy dish into DEWAYNE’s “you know where.” DEWAYNE gasped and moaned as the intense sensations coursed through him. Meanwhile, Natalie continued to tickle his feet, her fingers dancing expertly on his soles. 

  

DEWAYNE’s mind was a whirlwind of pleasure and confusion. He couldn’t comprehend the intensity of the experiences he was undergoing. The flavors of the curry mixed with the tickling sensations, and he was lost in a blissful haze. His moans filled the room as he reached the peak of pleasure, and then, unable to handle any more, he finally fainted this time, overwhelmed by the sensations. 

 

 

When DEWAYNE wakes up he is now completely naked wearing only a chastity device. He proceeds to ask why they placed it on him and starts crying. The couple explains to him that they only have the best intentions in mind for him. And they did it because they wanted him to become the most docile servant ever 

 

As DEWAYNE awoke from his unusual slumber, he felt something strange around his most intimate area. Panic washed over him as he realized he was now wearing a chastity device. Confusion and fear filled his eyes as he struggled to make sense of the situation. 

  

DEWAYNE: (Trembling) “W-What is this? Why… why am I wearing this?” Asked DEWAYNE with still handcuffed and legcuffed to the metal bed trying to free himself. 

  

The couple exchanged a knowing look, and the man, Rajesh, cleared his throat. 

  

Rajesh: (Calmly) “DEWAYNE, my dear friend, we did this for your own good. You see, we have the best intentions in mind for you.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s eyes welled up with tears as he struggled to understand. 

  

DEWAYNE: (Voice quivering) “But… but why? Why would you do this to me?” 

  

The woman, Natalie, stepped closer, her expression sympathetic. 

  

Natalie: (Softly while caressing his chastity cage with her fingers in order to turn him on) “We believe in you, DEWAYNE. We want you to become the best version of yourself, the most docile servant ever. This is a path to self-improvement and discipline. We’re guiding you, helping you achieve your full potential as our humble servant. My little man.” 

  

DEWAYNE couldn’t hold back his tears any longer. He felt a mixture of emotions – fear, anger, and a strange sense of vulnerability, and surprisingly he was also aroused by the whole situation. 

  

DEWAYNE: (Sobbing) “I don’t understand… Please, just tell me what’s going on. Let me remove this thing!” 

  

Rajesh: (Gently) “Trust us, DEWAYNE. In time, you’ll see the wisdom in our actions. You need to learn to control yourself and stop touching your wee wee every time you get aroused. This is for your benefit, to mold you into the perfect servant, and ultimately, a better person for our desires.” 

 

Days turned into weeks, weeks turned into months, and DEWAYNE remained confined in the couple’s mansion tending to their darkest sexual wishes and doing all the household chores, his chastity device a constant reminder of his situation. They would rarely let him out of his cage in order to make him even more docile and subservient to their wishes. He had initially resisted, but as the days passed, he began to accept his circumstances, albeit begrudgingly.  

  

One evening, as the three of them sat in the dimly lit living room, Natalie spoke up. 

  

Natalie: (Softly) “DEWAYNE, we want you to understand that we’re not doing this out of cruelty. It’s about helping you realize your full potential.” 

  

DEWAYNE, though still frustrated, was willing to listen. He had come to know Rajesh and Natalie as genuinely caring people, despite their unorthodox methods. 

  

DEWAYNE: (Sighing) “I just don’t get why you’re doing it this way. Why not just talk to me, help me improve without all this… this restriction?” 

  

Rajesh: (Thoughtfully) “Sometimes, DEWAYNE, we need drastic measures to break free from our own limitations. The device is a symbol of discipline and control, not just over your desires but over your life. We believe it will help you focus on your personal growth as our plaything.” Rajesh chuckles at DEWAYNE as he finishes his sentence. 

  

Natalie: (Supportively) “And we’re here for you every step of the way. We want you to succeed, to become the best version of yourself.” says Natalie staring at DEWAYNE with a grin on her face. 

  

Chapter 8: The Transformation 

DEWAYNE’s complete transformation from a defiant individual to a willing servant, with profound changes in his character which makes him have some kinky nightmares. 

 

As the weeks turned into months, DEWAYNE began to experience changes in himself. With the couple’s guidance, he started reading more, learning new skills, and embracing self-improvement. The chastity device, once a source of discomfort and frustration, became a symbol of his commitment to change and subservience to his masters. 

  

DEWAYNE: (Reflectively) “Maybe… maybe you were right. This journey, as strange as it is, has made me realize things about myself I never would’ve done otherwise.” 

  

Rajesh and Natalie looked at each other then back at DEWAYNE and smiled, relieved that their unconventional approach was bearing fruit. 

  

Rajesh: (Warmly) “We knew you had it in you, DEWAYNE. And remember, we’ll be here, supporting you every step of the way.” 

  

As time passed, DEWAYNE’s transformation continued, and he began to appreciate the couple’s unique, if not unconventional, approach to helping him become the best version of himself. 

 

One day as DEWAYNE massages and places affectionate kisses on Rajesh’s wife’s feet he finally accepts his lifetime role as the couple’s humble servant 24/7 maid. 

 

As DEWAYNE continued to tenderly massage and place affectionate kisses on Rajesh’s wife’s feet soles, he couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of belonging. The room was filled with an intimate atmosphere, and DEWAYNE’s thoughts raced as he whispered, “I’ve realized that my purpose in life is to serve you both, 24/7, as your humble maid and sexual slave.” His voice quivered with devotion and excitement as he embraced his newfound role. Rajesh’s wife smiled, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and satisfaction. 

 

Rajesh’s wife, her eyes still reflecting surprise and satisfaction, responded with a seductive smile. “You’re such a good servant, DEWAYNE,” she purred. “But actions speak louder than words.” As she finished the sentence, she started rubbing DEWAYNE’s face with her feet. 

DEWAYNE grew even more excited and had an intense urge to lick all the sweat on her ebony soles and in between her toes. He got his face even closer to her soles. He could now notice every detail of this African Goddess beautiful ebony feet. As he noticed her glistening ebony soles, shimmering with a sheen of sweat. DEWAYNE’s intense urge to taste them only grew stronger. He bent down, his lips brushing against her feet as he placed affectionate kisses on her soles, slowly his kisses turned into him licking her soles and in between her toes savoring the salty taste. She started laughing with pleasure. 

 

As the night deepened, the couple’s living room became a playground of desire, with whispers, moans, and passionate embraces filling the air. DEWAYNE had found his place, and the boundaries between maid and sexual slave blurred into a thrilling, intimate dance. 

Rajesh’s wife, her eyes glistening with surprise and pleasure, responded, “DEWAYNE, this is unexpected but truly delightful. I never imagined that my man teaching you some manners on that day by whipping your sorry ass would lead to this.” She chuckled as she finished her sentence. Her voice was filled with irony and malevolence.  

  

Rajesh, who had been observing the scene, chimed in, “Indeed, DEWAYNE, your dedication and willingness to serve are commendable. But are you sure about this decision? It’s a lifetime commitment, after all.” 

  

DEWAYNE nodded, his heart brimming with conviction, “I am sure. Being in your service brings me a sense of purpose and happiness like nothing else. I want to be your loyal and obedient 24/7 maid, fulfilling your every need.” 

  

Rajesh’s wife reached out and gently cupped DEWAYNE’s cheek, “You are a remarkable soul, DEWAYNE. We accept your offer, and from this moment on, you shall be an integral part of our lives.” Her smile radiated kindness and acceptance. 

  

With that, DEWAYNE’s transformation was almost complete. He lived out his days as their devoted servant, even more docile than before due to him being always sexually aroused and unable to play with himself, since they rarely unlocked him from his chastity device. Due to these circumstances DEWAYNE began experiencing a profound sense of fulfillment and contentment in his newfound role because of being aroused all the time. 

 

However, it wasn’t all sunshine and roses. The chastity device was having a terrible side effect of making him have very wild sexual nightmares that made him wet his bed every night.  

In his small janitor bedroom located just in the backyard of the mansion in the quiet moments of the night( The only place he could rest for a few hours after serving Rajesh and Natalie all day) as DEWAYNE lay in the small corner of the room designated as his own, he often drifted into dreams and nightmares that were as peculiar as they were intoxicating. These dreams took him to a world where he was no larger than a tiny speck, small enough to fit comfortably between Natalie’s toes. It was a world where her ebony feet towered like mighty pillars, casting a shadow over him, both intimidating and exhilarating. 

  

In these dreams, DEWAYNE imagined himself as a minuscule being, so tiny that he could live in the crevices between her toes, where warmth and sweat enveloped him entirely. He was completely at her mercy, knowing that if he ever became naughty or disobedient, Natalie could easily crush him under the weight of her powerful foot. 

  

DEWAYNE’s dreams were a paradoxical mix of fear and longing, where the idea of being crushed by her was both terrifying and thrilling. It was a testament to the depth of his submission and devotion to Rajesh and Natalie, a surreal manifestation of his desire to be entirely at their mercy, no matter how extreme it seemed. These dreams served as a reminder of his place in their world, a place he had willingly embraced with all his heart. 

 

In one of these dreams during the hush of the night, DEWAYNE found himself lost in a dream, a dream that carried him to a world unlike any other. In this dream, he was a miniature figure, a mere speck in the grand tapestry of existence. His surroundings were colossal, and the towering ebony feet of Natalie loomed over him like ancient monoliths, casting their shadow upon his minuscule form. 

  

DEWAYNE’s heart raced as he gazed up at those magnificent feet, the same feet he had worshiped and adored for so long. The sheer size and power of them were awe-inspiring, and yet, he felt a deep sense of belonging, even in his reduced state. 

  

“Please, Mistress Natalie,” he whispered in his dream, his voice barely audible, “I exist only to serve you, to be at your mercy.” 

  

As he spoke, he noticed the soft, warm glow emanating from between her toes, inviting and enticing him. The scent of her foot, a heady mix of sweat and her unique essence, enveloped him, making his head spin with desire. 

  

With each step Natalie took in his dream, DEWAYNE felt the gentle tremors beneath him, a sensation that sent shivers of excitement down his tiny spine. He longed to touch her, to bask in her glory, and to be completely engulfed by her presence. 

  

In this dreamworld, he dared to venture closer, cautiously making his way toward the massive arch of her foot. His heart pounded in his chest as he approached, the enormity of her sole before him, vast and inviting. 

  

“Oh, Mistress Natalie,” he murmured, overcome with reverence and a strange mix of fear and longing, “I am yours to command, to serve, and to adore.” 

  

And then, in the dream’s ethereal realm, he took a courageous step forward, pressing his tiny frame against her immense sole. The texture was heavenly beneath his fingers, the warmth and softness a testament to her divine power. 

  

In this dream, DEWAYNE allowed himself to explore, to revel in the sensations of her colossal foot. He traced the ridges and curves of her sole, feeling a deep connection to her, as if every caress was a declaration of his submission and devotion. 

  

But even in this reverie, there was an undercurrent of vulnerability. He knew that at any moment, if he displeased her, she could effortlessly exert her dominion and crush him underfoot. The thought both terrified and exhilarated him, reinforcing the profound power dynamic that had come to define his existence. 

  

As he continued to explore the intricacies of her sole, his thoughts were a whirlwind of emotions. He reveled in his servitude, in the knowledge that he belonged to Natalie and Rajesh completely. It was a dream that encapsulated his deepest desires, a dream that left him yearning for more, even as he slept. 

 

In the final moments of his dream, as DEWAYNE’s fingers caressed the soft expanse of Natalie’s ebony sole, a shiver coursed through his diminutive form. He felt the gentle stir of her foot, an almost imperceptible movement beneath him. His heart pounded wildly, and his excitement mingled with a growing sense of trepidation. 

  

Suddenly, Natalie’s eyes locked onto him, her gaze fierce and unyielding. The dream seemed to blur the line between reality and fantasy, and DEWAYNE’s heart raced as he stared up at her towering soles. 

  

“You dare to touch my sacred feet?” she hissed, her voice a thunderous roar in his dream. “You, a pathetic little man, a mere insect beneath my divine presence.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s fear and excitement swirled into a maelstrom of emotions as he stammered, “Forgive me, Mistress Natalie. I didn’t mean to displease you. I am but your humble servant.” 

  

But there was no mercy in her eyes. With a deliberate and slow motion, she raised her colossal feet high above him, casting a looming shadow that seemed to swallow him whole. His breath caught in his throat, and he trembled with a mixture of anticipation and dread. 

  

“I will crush you like the insignificant bug that you are,” she declared, her voice a chilling echo in the dream’s ether. 

  

And then, as if in a macabre ballet, her massive soles descended upon him, blotting out the dream world with their immense presence. DEWAYNE could feel the pressure, the impending inevitability, and the crushing weight that was about to befall him. 

  

With a deafening roar in his ears and a rush of overwhelming sensations, DEWAYNE jolted awake, drenched in sweat, and trembling. His small bed in the janitor’s cubicle at the mansion’s backyard was soaked from his own fear-induced perspiration. The nightmare had been so vivid, so intense, that it felt as if he had truly been beneath Natalie’s feet. 

  

As he caught his breath, he realized that the dream had laid bare the complex web of emotions that had ensnared him in this life of servitude. Fear and desire, submission and devotion, all intertwined in a tapestry that defined his existence in this strange, surreal world he had willingly entered. 

 

DEWAYNE lay in his small, damp bed, his chest heaving as he tried to make sense of the tumultuous emotions coursing through him. The remnants of the dream still clung to his mind, vivid and haunting. He couldn’t deny that, despite the terror it had instilled in him, there was an undeniable thrill that had accompanied the nightmare. 

  

In the dimly lit cubicle, DEWAYNE’s eyes darted around as he struggled to shake off the residual fear. His heart continued to race, but he couldn’t deny that there was an exhilaration, an odd excitement that pulsed beneath his skin. It was a strange contradiction — to be both terrified and aroused at the same time. 

  

He thought about the vision of Natalie’s colossal feet in his dream, how they had cast a shadow over him, how her voice had boomed like thunder. The power she held, the control she exerted, it was unlike anything he had ever experienced. While part of him recoiled from the imagined threat, another part yearned for it, craved it with a fervor he couldn’t fully comprehend. 

  

As he sat up in his bed, beads of sweat glistening on his forehead, DEWAYNE couldn’t escape the realization that this paradoxical mix of emotions mirrored his reality. In his servitude to Rajesh and Natalie, he was both terrified of their dominance and thrilled by the submission it demanded. Every task, every gesture of obedience, seemed to stoke the fires of this peculiar desire within him. 

  

With trembling hands, he wiped the sweat from his brow and took a deep breath, trying to steady his racing heart. He knew that he had willingly chosen this life, surrendering his life goals and his agency for the intoxicating allure of servitude. The nightmare had merely exposed the depths of his desires, the intricate dance between fear and longing that now defined his existence. 

  

As the remnants of the dream slowly faded, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but wonder what the day would bring. What new tasks, what unexpected demands would Rajesh and Natalie place upon him? With a mixture of trepidation and anticipation, he prepared himself for the reality that lay ahead, a reality that was both terrifying and undeniably exciting. 

Chapter 9: The Ultimate Surrender: 

The final chapter where DEWAYNE fully embraces his role and the couple’s desires, with an exploration of their unconventional relationship dynamics. 

 

A few weeks later DEWAYNE had finally gathered enough courage to take another big step to permanently be Natalie and Rajesh’s servant for a lifetime.  In order to seal his fate for good as their servant and sex slave DEWAYNE decided to sign away to the couple all his belongings, savings, cars and property he owned. This way he knew that there was no turning back anymore. 

 

Before DEWAYNE signed away all his possessions to Rajesh and Natalie, a tense moment hung in the air. He knelt before them, his eyes locked on Natalie’s feet, which were perched invitingly on a luxurious cushion. 

  

DEWAYNE: (voice trembling with desire and desperation) “Please, Rajesh, Natalie, I’m begging you. Accept everything I have. I want to belong to you completely. Let me prove my total devotion.” 

  

Rajesh and Natalie exchanged a knowing glance, savoring DEWAYNE’s pleading words and his eager kisses on the tops of Natalie’s feet. They played the part of the reluctant dominants, their faces feigning indifference. 

  

Rajesh: (teasingly) “Are you sure, DEWAYNE? You’re asking us to take everything from you. Once it’s done, there’s no turning back.” 

  

Natalie: (her voice dripping with seduction) “And you already know that we do have high expectations for our servants, you know. We will keep increasing the workload for you!” 

  

DEWAYNE: (his lips brushing against Natalie’s feet) “I understand. I’m willing to do whatever it takes to prove myself. Please, accept my offerings.” 

  

Their playful resistance continued for a few moments longer until finally, Rajesh nodded, giving DEWAYNE the approval he so desperately sought. 

  

Rajesh: “Very well, DEWAYNE. We accept.” 

  

With those words, the game was over, and DEWAYNE’s fate was sealed. He would belong entirely to Rajesh and Natalie with nothing to fall back on if he ever regretted this choice, their loyal servant and devoted plaything for a lifetime. 

 

DEWAYNE carefully placed his signature on the last of the documents, his heart pounding in his chest. The weight of his decision settled upon him like an iron anchor. He glanced up at Rajesh and Natalie, who stood nearby, watching with satisfaction. 

 DEWAYNE was resolute in his decision to fully commit to Rajesh and his wife, Natalie. With unwavering determination, he signed away all his possessions, transferring them to the couple. His savings, his cars, his property – it all now belonged to them. There was no turning back; he had willingly sealed his fate as their loyal servant and sex slave forever. 

  

With the documents signed and his old life officially behind him, DEWAYNE felt a mixture of exhilaration and trepidation. He knew that from this moment on, he was at their mercy, ready to fulfill their every desire and whim. The fact that he had given away everything and was now completely dependent on them made him get a hard-on. 

Rajesh: (smirking) “Very well done, DEWAYNE. You’ve shown incredible devotion today.” 

  

Natalie: (moving closer, her voice a sultry whisper) “You’ve just given us everything, darling. In return, we’ll give you pleasures you’ve never imagined.” 

  

DEWAYNE: (feeling a mix of excitement and anxiety) “I’m ready for whatever comes next. My life is yours now.” 

 He knew that from this moment on, he was at their mercy, ready to fulfill their every desire and whim. 

Natalie’s hand gently caressed his cheek, her touch electric.  

Rajesh: (smirking) “Well, DEWAYNE, you’ve certainly made the right choice. We promise you won’t regret this.” 

  

Natalie: (running her finger along DEWAYNE’s jawline) “You’ve just taken a huge step, darling. We’re going to make sure you’re well rewarded.” 

  

DEWAYNE: (nervously but excited) “I trust both of you completely. I’m ready for whatever comes next.” 

The couple, seeing his commitment, exchanged a knowing glance and smiled seductively. They invited DEWAYNE to their bedroom for a surprise, one that would further solidify his place as their obedient plaything. 

 

 

Rajesh moved in closer, and together, they began to undress DEWAYNE, their hands exploring his body as they led him towards the bed. DEWAYNE knew that he had surrendered not only his possessions but also his autonomy, and he was eager to embrace this new life of servitude and pleasure. 

The trio made their way to the bedroom, where a world of new experiences awaited DEWAYNE, solidifying his role as their devoted servant and lover. 

  

As DEWAYNE continued to tenderly massage and place affectionate kisses on Rajesh’s wife’s feet soles, he couldn’t help but feel a profound sense of belonging. The bedroom was filled with an intimate atmosphere, and DEWAYNE’s thoughts raced as he whispered, “I’ve realized that my purpose in life is to serve you both, 24/7, as your humble servant.” His voice quivered with devotion and excitement as he embraced his newfound role. Rajesh’s wife smiled, her eyes reflecting a mix of surprise and satisfaction. 

  

During their passionate moments in bed, DEWAYNE willingly fulfilled their desires with unbridled enthusiasm. After their “good time,” he didn’t hesitate to show his affection to Rajesh’s wife’s feet and then continued with an act of intimate devotion, making sure they were both completely satisfied. 

As the night wore on, the intimate connection between DEWAYNE and the couple deepened. Rajesh’s wife reveled in the sensation of DEWAYNE’s devoted attention to her feet, and she encouraged him with sultry whispers and playful caresses.  

 

They made love multiple times and as usual after their “good time,” DEWAYNE’s eagerness to please knew no bounds. He lovingly kissed his way up Rajesh’s wife’s body, showing affection at every step, until he reached their most intimate parts. With utmost devotion, he fulfilled their desires, leaving no room for hesitation or restraint. 

  

The room was filled with passionate sighs and whispered endearments, as DEWAYNE fully embraced his role as their devoted servant. In these moments, he found a strange sense of fulfillment in being dominated by the couple, a paradoxical blend of desire and devotion that left them all breathless. When everyone got exhausted they all went to sleep. It was a peaceful pleasant night were everyone got what they wanted. 

 

The next day, as the sun’s first rays began to illuminate the room, DEWAYNE was the first to stir. His devotion to Rajesh and Natalie knew no bounds, and he couldn’t wait to begin serving them again. He quietly got out of bed, careful not to wake the couple, and knelt beside Natalie. 

  

With bated breath and excitement coursing through his veins, DEWAYNE leaned in and gently sniffed the intoxicating aroma that had accumulated on Natalie’s ebony feet during the night. The scent was a heady mix of sweat and her unique essence, and it sent shivers down his spine. 

  

As he inhaled deeply, DEWAYNE couldn’t contain his desire any longer. He started to plant soft, reverent kisses on Natalie’s stinky soles, his tongue occasionally flicking out to taste her skin. His devotion was unwavering, and he relished every moment of worship. 

  

As the sensations gradually roused Natalie from her slumber, she blinked her eyes open and saw DEWAYNE at her feet. She shared a knowing look with Rajesh, who was also waking up beside her. They burst into laughter at DEWAYNE’s pathetic yet endearing actions. 

  

Natalie: (giggling) “Good morning, DEWAYNE. Did you miss my feet that much?” 

  

Rajesh: (chuckling) “Looks like someone couldn’t wait to serve us again.” 

  

DEWAYNE, his face flushed with embarrassment, continued to kiss and lick Natalie’s feet, his devotion on full display. He knew he was where he belonged, at the feet of the couple who had completely dominated him, and he couldn’t have been happier. 

 

As the morning sun filled the room with warmth, DEWAYNE’s enthusiasm seemed boundless. He continued to lavish affection on Natalie’s feet, kissing and licking with fervor. His devotion knew no bounds, and he reveled in every opportunity to serve the couple. 

  

Natalie, thoroughly enjoying DEWAYNE’s subservient attention, decided to have a bit of fun. She playfully extended her other foot toward him, her toes wiggling. 

  

Natalie: (smirking) “DEWAYNE, why don’t you give this foot the same attention, darling? I want both my feet to feel equally loved.” 

  

DEWAYNE, eager to please, shifted his adoration to her other foot, showering it with the same affectionate kisses and adoring licks. He was like a man possessed, lost in his servitude to the couple. 

  

Rajesh, thoroughly entertained by DEWAYNE’s antics, joined in the playful exchange. 

  

Rajesh: (grinning) “You’re doing quite well, DEWAYNE. But we’re getting a bit hungry now. How about you go make us breakfast and bring it to us in bed?” 

  

DEWAYNE, still on his knees, nodded eagerly, his eyes filled with devotion. 

  

DEWAYNE: “Of course, Rajesh. I’ll prepare your favorite breakfast and bring it to you right away.” 

  

With that, he reluctantly withdrew from his worship of Natalie’s feet, knowing that he had a new task to fulfill. DEWAYNE hurried to the kitchen, ready to serve his masters in any way they desired. 

Natalie thoroughly enjoyed the breakfast that DEWAYNE had prepared. After savoring every bite, she felt satisfied and content. As she was about to get up from the bed, a mischievous idea crossed her mind. She turned to DEWAYNE, who was still on his knees by the bedside, and smiled. 

  

Natalie: “DEWAYNE, before we start our day, how about you lay on your back for a moment?” 

  

DEWAYNE, always eager to please, didn’t hesitate. He quickly obeyed, lying down on his back on the bedroom floor. His heart raced with excitement as he anticipated what Natalie had in mind. 

  

Natalie gracefully stepped off the bed and onto DEWAYNE’s face, using it as a stepping stone as she got up. DEWAYNE’s eyes sparkled with joy, and he couldn’t help but think how lucky he was. 

  

DEWAYNE’s Thoughts: “Oh, this is incredible! Natalie is using my face again as a step stool. I’ve never felt more honored and happy. Her soft soles pressing gently on my face make me feel like the luckiest person in the world. It’s moments like these that remind me of my place, devoted to serving Rajesh and Natalie in any way they desire. I’ll cherish this memory forever.” 

  

Natalie stepped off his face and patted his cheek with her toes affectionately before heading to the bathroom. DEWAYNE remained on the floor, his heart brimming with devotion and gratitude, ready for whatever tasks the day would bring. DEWAYNE knew that this was what his life would be all about from now on since he signed all his possessions and there was no turning back now. But he was happy. 

 

DEWAYNE lay on the floor, basking in the warmth of Natalie’s fleeting touch, his devotion to the couple unwavering. He watched as Natalie disappeared into the bathroom, and his mind raced with thoughts of how he could continue to serve them and make their lives more comfortable. 

  

DEWAYNE’s Thoughts: “I’m so fortunate to be in this position. I’ve given up everything to serve Rajesh and Natalie, and it’s moments like these that make it all worthwhile. My purpose in life is crystal clear, and I wouldn’t have it any other way. I’ll do anything to bring them joy and pleasure.” 

  

With Natalie in the bathroom, DEWAYNE didn’t waste a moment. He scrambled to his feet and began tidying up the bedroom, making sure everything was neat and organized. He knew that attention to detail was crucial in his role as their devoted servant. 

  

As he fluffed the pillows and straightened the bedspread, DEWAYNE couldn’t help but smile, thinking about how he was living out his deepest desires. The thrill of subservience and the joy of pleasing Rajesh and Natalie fueled his every action. 

  

DEWAYNE’s Thoughts: “I want to make their lives as comfortable as possible. Every task, no matter how small, is a chance to show my dedication. I’m their loyal servant, and I’ll do whatever it takes to ensure their happiness.” 

  

Moments later, Rajesh emerged from the bathroom, and DEWAYNE greeted him with a respectful nod. 

  

Rajesh: “DEWAYNE, we enjoyed the breakfast, but now we’re in the mood for some morning tea. Make it just the way we like it, and don’t forget to serve it in bed.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s heart soared with purpose as he nodded enthusiastically. 

  

DEWAYNE: “Of course, Rajesh. I’ll prepare your tea right away.” 

  

He hurried to the kitchen, eager to fulfill their request and continue his role as their dedicated servant. 

As DEWAYNE went about preparing the morning tea for Rajesh and Natalie, a sudden wave of nostalgia washed over him. He leaned against the kitchen counter, lost in thought, and the memories of how it all began came flooding back. 

  

Flashback: 

  

DEWAYNE, a strong and muscular 21-year-old African American, had once been consumed by anger and jealousy. He had discovered that a fellow “Sista” was dating an Asian man named Rajesh from Nepal instead of what he considered a “true” African American man. Blinded by his resentment, he decided to take matters into his own hands and put a stop to their relationship, teaching Rajesh a lesson he’d never forget. 

  

He confronted Rajesh, a smaller man from Kathmandu, Nepal, believing that he could easily overpower him. However, what followed was beyond his expectations. Rajesh, using his wits and agility, managed to outmaneuver DEWAYNE and defeated him in a fight. DEWAYNE had underestimated his opponent because of his stature. It was a humiliating experience that forever changed the course of DEWAYNE’s life. 

  

Back to the Present: 

  

DEWAYNE couldn’t help but chuckle softly at the absurdity of it all. What had initially begun as a vendetta to assert his dominance had transformed into something entirely unexpected. Slowly and unexpectedly, DEWAYNE had found himself drawn to the couple’s power dynamic, where he became their devoted plaything, serving their darkest and deepest desires. 

  

DEWAYNE’s Thoughts: “Life has a funny way of turning the tables. I thought I was in control, seeking to teach Rajesh a lesson. But instead, I’ve willingly embraced a life of servitude and submission. It’s strange how things work out.” 

  

With the tea ready, DEWAYNE carefully carried the tray back to the bedroom, where Rajesh and Natalie awaited. His heart was now filled with acceptance and devotion, a far cry from the anger and resentment that had once consumed him. 

 

DEWAYNE’s Thoughts: “I’m glad that Rajesh and Natalie taught me a lesson that day. I used to be a racist jealous prick. But now I’ve finally learned the error of my ways. The only way I can redeem myself from being such an asshole is by dedicating my whole life for Rajesh and Natalie’s happiness. I will be happy in doing so.” 

 

As DEWAYNE brought back their tea, he decided to confess his appreciation for everything they’d done to him.  

DEWAYNE got on his knee at the foot of the bed, where the couple was still lying and started his humbling speech. 

DEWAYNE: (Humbled) “Rajesh, Natalie, I want to thank you for showing me the light. I was blind to my own foolishness and prejudice. But now, I’ve realized that serving you both is my purpose, my redemption.” 

  

Rajesh: (Smiling) “We’ve seen a transformation in you, DEWAYNE. Your dedication is commendable.” 

  

Natalie: (Affectionate) “We appreciate your commitment, DEWAYNE. It’s time for you to make up for your past mistakes.” Said Natalie while tapping DEWAYNE’s nose with the big toe of her left foot. 

  

DEWAYNE: (Determined) “I promise, from this moment forward, I’ll be at your service, day and night. You won’t have to lift a finger.” Said DEWAYNE still on his knees at the foot of the couple’s king-sized bed while rubbing his face on Natalie’s left foot sole. 

  

Rajesh: “That’s what we want to hear, DEWAYNE.” Said Rajesh to DEWAYNE still lying in bed and drinking the tea made by DEWAYNE.  

  

Natalie: (Teasingly) “And we’ll make sure you enjoy every moment of it, won’t we, darling?” 

  

Rajesh: (Chuckling) “Definitely, sugar!” 

 

DEWAYNE: (Blushing) “Yes, Natalie. I’m ready for whatever you both desire.” Said DEWAYNE still on his knees at the foot of the couple’s king-sized bed while showering Natalie’s feet soles with kisses. 

  

And so, DEWAYNE embarked on his new path, dedicated to serving Rajesh and Natalie, determined to make amends for his past prejudices and transform himself into the devoted servant they desired. He decided that this was the best way to make up for his wrongdoings and prejudices by dedicating the remainder of his life to making sure that Rajesh and his wife Natalie never had to lift a finger to get anything they wanted, always serving them 24/7 no matter how degrading their orders were. But it wasn’t all about redeeming himself, the truth was that DEWAYNE enjoyed the whole situation of being a slave for Rajesh and his wife. He was getting sexual pleasure out of this BDSM lifestyle he decided to embark upon. 

 

 

Epilogue 

 

 

As DEWAYNE continued to serve the couple, his life took on a rhythm of its own. He found solace in the repetitive tasks, a sense of purpose in fulfilling Rajesh and his wife’s kinky desires. He loved his BDSM life and could no longer see himself living a normal life without serving and humiliating himself for Natalie and Rajesh’s delight. 

  

One sunny afternoon, Rajesh approached DEWAYNE in the garden, where he was tending to the flowers. 

  

Rajesh: “DEWAYNE, I’ve noticed you’ve adapted to your role quite well. You seem content.” 

  

DEWAYNE: (Nodding) “Yes, sir. I never expected this turn of events, but I’ve discovered a unique satisfaction in serving you and your wife. I’d like to thank you for giving meaning to my life. Before meeting you and your wife my life was dull and boring. But now I’ve finally found direction in it!” 

  

Rajesh: “That’s good to hear. ” Said Rajesh as he chuckled after finishing his sentence. Rajesh was proud to see that DEWAYNE would never pose any threat to him as he and his wife, Natalie, were able to destroy any fighting spirit that was left on him. He knew that DEWAYNE would always be their loyal docile servant and plaything never daring to challenge him. 

 

Rajesh: ” I have a proposition for you.” 

  

DEWAYNE looked up, intrigued by Rajesh’s words. 

  

Rajesh: “Would you like to accompany us on a trip to Kathmandu? I have business there, and I think you’ll find it to be an enriching experience. You will get the chance to not only serve me and my wife, but also serve my sisters, siblings and mother as well.” 

  

DEWAYNE’s eyes lit up at the prospect of a journey to the mystical and exotic land, where Rajesh grew up and had honed his martial arts skills. DEWAYNE thought on his mind “I will have the chance to worship some amazing Asian feet down there as well. I look forward to this trip if it means I will have the chance to get dominated by pretty women related to Rajeesh and maybe even get my ass kicked by his family’s martial arts skills”. 

  

DEWAYNE: “I would be honored, sir. Thank you for this opportunity.” 

 

The End