Chrono Trigger: Loyalty
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Adult ++
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Chapter 6: Foot Note
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UPDATE: Told you it wouldn’t be long before I updated.
Warnings from Chapter 1 apply for this chapter as well.
Further warning: Feet are involved in this chapter, so if you're not into that, avoid this page. :) Thanks.
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Lesson Number Three: Pole Dancing
Lesson Number Four: Cage Dancing
Lesson Number Five: Fan Dancing
Lesson Number Six: Full Contact Dancing
Lesson Number Seven: Catsuit Etiquette
Lesson Number Eight: Maid Etiquette and Duties
Lesson Number Nine: Receiving Spankings
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Lesson Number Fifteen: Blow…
“Training complete. Ending program.”, the voice boomed through the room before lesson fifteen could begin.
Marle had spent what seemed to be three days in the same room, being forced to perform unspeakable acts non-stop. Though she had been there so long, she was not tired, or hungry, which she convinced herself was Lucca’s doing. She had been force-fed so much in that span of time, and was very glad it was over, especially since most of the lessons did not focus on intercourse, and seemed as if the next lesson would have.
Light was quickly restored, and Marle found herself in the same white room as Lucca removed the dark glasses she was forced to wear earlier. Not saying a word, Marle looked around calmly, and found herself still dressed in her maid’s outfit, strapped to the chair.
“Welcome back, sweetie.”, Lucca greeted her pet happily, as she removed the wired suction cups from Marle’s head.
“What… what happened…?”, Marle asked, feeling slightly drained of energy all of a sudden.
“Hmph… Although your question just violated your status as a pet, I’ll let it slide this time.”, Lucca warned. “You’ve been trained in several ways to please me. I made sure to stop just before the fun stuff, as I think it’ll be fun for us if you learned that from experience.”
Marle remained silent, and stared down at the floor, avoiding eye contact with Lucca so she can concentrate on her own thoughts. She was sure a few days had passed; she didn’t know what Lucca did to sustain her energy and hunger level over that period of time, but it did bring some relief to her mind. Not only was she able to avoid any contact with Lucca for three days, but her training also took long enough that she missed the get-together with Lucca’s girlfriends. Her mind, for the first time in a while, was at ease.
“Now, let’s get you out of that chair, so we can put you to work.”, Lucca said, as she loosened Marle’s restraints, setting her free.
Marle stood up, and stretched. She was feeling far more comfortable now that her sense had fully adjusted. However, her reality also settled in; she still was a prisoner. Due to her maid training, Marle knew her cleaning duties for the day, and knew how long it would take her to clean Lucca’s enormous house. In a way, she hoped that Lucca had something else planned for her.
“Now, get going. You have a lot of house to clean before my guests arrive tomorrow.”, Lucca ordered, thrusting a black feathered duster towards Marle, effectively completing the maid outfit.
“Tomorrow?”, Marle asked, with a look of confusion.
“Oh, that’s right. I forgot to mention. Though your training seemed like it took so long, in reality it only lasted several minutes; our plans are still on.”, Lucca explained, in a cocky tone, earning a look of broken spirit from her pet.
Marle’s hopes had just been crushed. She had not missed the scheduled evening for the next night. She realized quickly that that was the reason for her lack of hunger, and exhaustion; the time simply had not passed.
“You have until ten o’clock tonight to finish your chores. I’d explain what you have to do, but you already know, don’t you, my sweet obedient slave?”, Lucca remarked, and rhetorically questioned, followed by a giggle, as she left the room, leaving a shocked Marle behind.
Marle let out a long sigh of frustration, as she felt a small jolt in her collar, probably to urge her to start her duties. Gripping the feather duster tightly, she set out to the den, and began to dust the room, followed by polishing every smooth surface possible. Her high heels shoes were not painful in the beginning, but she soon found them irritating as the day grew old.
As Marle moved towards a low table to continue her polishing, Lucca entered the room. Marle stopped, to look at her, expecting some comments or new orders, however, she just received a small jolt from her collar. She knew what was expected. Letting out a silent sigh, Marle bent down to polish the table, giving Lucca a full view of what was hidden underneath her skirt.
“You have a very nice ass, Marle.”, Lucca commented.
“Thank you.”, Marle replied, in disgust, not even looking her mistress with her response.
“Marle, you know your place, and your training. Now do it like you were taught, and with a smile.”, Lucca ordered, with a firm tone.
Marle closed her eyes, and slowly stood up to turn around. Opening her eyes, she smiled, and performed a curtsey for her mistress.
“Your pet thanks her mistress.”, Marle replied, with some force enthusiasm.
“You’re welcome, pet.”, Lucca replied, once again with a happy tone, as she left the room, leaving Marle to finish her chores.
Hours passed, and Marle kept her eye on the clock. It was 9:55; she had just finished her cleaning duties. She knew Lucca was waiting for her in her bedroom. Taking the five minutes, she caught her breath, and relaxed as much as possible. As she saw the clock hit ten, she made her way to Lucca’s bedroom with a very uneasy feeling in her stomach.
Entering the room, she found Lucca sitting on her bed, at the foot, with a smile on her face. Remembering her training, and wishing to avoid any unnecessary punishment, she performed her curtsey once again, with an obviously forced smile on her face.
“How nice of me to join me, my dear.”, Lucca remarked, as she directed Marle to come near, with her finger; her pet obediently complied. “Lose the dress.”
Marle swallowed what saliva had built up in her mouth nervously, as she slowly undid the dress, and in one swift second, allowed the entire outfit to fall to the floor, revealing her lingerie. She noticed her mistress gazing upon her breasts, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
“On your knees.”, Lucca ordered.
Marle complied, as she knelt in front of Lucca. Her mind was quickly flooded with the events that followed breakfast earlier that day; the forced licking. Taking deep breaths, Marle prepared for the order, wondering if she should fight it, or just accept to avoid the shocking pain from her collar.
“I’ve had a very hard day, Marle. My feet need some attention.”, Lucca explained, as she thrust a barefoot towards Marle. The nails were painted purple, and seemed well taken care of, however, the unpleasant scent was still present.
Marle cowered away momentarily, as the idea of giving Lucca a foot massage disturbed her. However, she quickly determined that this situation was not as unpleasant as other possibilities. Accepting the hints from Lucca, Marle reached forward, ready to give the smelly foot a rub. Lucca pulled away quickly.
“No, no, no, pet. No hands allowed. Tongue only.”, Lucca explained, followed by a giggle
“You’ve got to be kiddi…”, Marle tried to shout before being shocked harshly by her collar, sending her to the floor, screaming in agony. The shock lasted reasonably longer than any that she’d ever received before, as Lucca knew the order would take more ‘will power’ to obey than the others she had previously given.
“Now are you ready to service me, my cute maid?”, Lucca said, as she released Marle from her agonizing state, giving her time to kneel properly again, then shoving her foot towards her face.
Marle looked at the foot presented to her with tears in her eyes; formed due to pain, fear, and shame. Closing her eyes, and leaning forward, Marle stuck out her tongue. However, before she could make contact with the foot, she received a small shock, causing her to jerk away.
“Open your eyes. You need to see what you’re doing to do it properly. Keep your hands behind your back as well; I don’t want them getting in the way at any point during your favour to me.”, Lucca ordered.
Marle slowly opened her eyes, as a few tears ran down her cheeks. Keeping her hands behind her back, she leaned forward again. Sticking her wet tongue out, Marle made contact with the foot, but pulled away quickly, in protest to the salty sweat that covered them. She received another small jolt, and Lucca watched with a wide, and twisted smile.
Once again, Marle leaned forward, pressing her tongue against the foot, stomaching the taste as much as possible. Slowly, and reluctantly, she slid her tongue up the sole of Lucca’s foot, before pulling away briefly to catch her breath. She then repeated the process several times, leaving streams of saliva along her mistress’ foot, before moving further up to lick the toes.
Lucca smiled, in obvious pleasure as she watched her new toy slide her tongue across her toes. Feeling Marle’s warm and wet tongue slide between her toes was a welcome change to Lucca’s feet. Before long, her entire left foot was covered in saliva, yet Marle continued to lick, until having it pulled away, and re-presented to her at a downwards angle.
“Suck my toe, pet.”, Lucca ordered.
Trembling in disgust, Marle looked at the big painted toe pointing down at her. Leaning forward, Marle slowly took the toe into her mouth, and sealed her lips around it. At that point, Marle stopped completely, afraid that the taste in her mouth may make her involuntarily pull away.
“Come on, now, slave-girl. I don’t have all night. Get sucking.”, Lucca ordered, growing annoyed.
Marle’s eyes released more tears, as she began to move her tongue around and along Lucca’s toe, covering it with saliva. She began to move the toe in and out of her mouth, moving her smooth lips across the digit rapidly, creating a large slurping noise that was painfully obvious to her. Wildly, Marle sped up her pace, just hoping to get the ordeal over with. Before long, Lucca pulled the toe out of her mouth.
“Good job, sweetie.”, Lucca complimented her slave.
Marle took a deep breath, and was just happy to be finished with the entire process. However, her happiness came to a sudden halt, as she was presented with the other foot.
“Finish up, pet.”, Lucca ordered, with a cocky smile, not going unnoticed by the sickened Marle.
Marle repeated her actions on the newly presented foot. Growing used to the taste, Marle was able to perform much more quickly this time around. However, she was forced to suck each toe individually, making the process even longer than before. Finally, the last toe was pulled from her mouth.
Before pulling away completely, Lucca made sure to wipe the mix of saliva and sweat from her feet onto Marle’s cleavage just above her bra. Marle quickly turned her head in disgust, and closed her eyes, as the violation of her personal space took place.
“Now, dear, into your cage you go. All fours until I tell you otherwise; it’s time for bed.”, Lucca demanded.
Marle sighed, as she opened her eyes, her breasts still wet with saliva and sweat. Slowly, and disappointedly, she crawled on all fours, towards, then into the small prison. All the was inside was a fur blanket, much like the one she slept on with Ayla before. As she moved around and tried to get comfortable in the cramped space, she heard the cage’s door lock behind her. Shortly after, the lights were shut off, leaving Marle in the cage by Lucca’s bed, to sleep.
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CHAPTER ADDED: August 24th, 2007, 1:10 AM EST
This is only three and half pages of the thirteen I've typed out since Chapter 5. I have two more chapters typed out, but I'm going to hold them back for a little while (not too long). I need to edit them a bit, and really make sure they're ready to be put up, as they will contain the 'meat' of this particular saga. Hang in there, and check back often.
Ratings and Reviews are appreciated. :)
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UPDATE: Told you it wouldn’t be long before I updated.
Warnings from Chapter 1 apply for this chapter as well.
Further warning: Feet are involved in this chapter, so if you're not into that, avoid this page. :) Thanks.
~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~*~
Lesson Number Three: Pole Dancing
Lesson Number Four: Cage Dancing
Lesson Number Five: Fan Dancing
Lesson Number Six: Full Contact Dancing
Lesson Number Seven: Catsuit Etiquette
Lesson Number Eight: Maid Etiquette and Duties
Lesson Number Nine: Receiving Spankings
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Lesson Number Fifteen: Blow…
“Training complete. Ending program.”, the voice boomed through the room before lesson fifteen could begin.
Marle had spent what seemed to be three days in the same room, being forced to perform unspeakable acts non-stop. Though she had been there so long, she was not tired, or hungry, which she convinced herself was Lucca’s doing. She had been force-fed so much in that span of time, and was very glad it was over, especially since most of the lessons did not focus on intercourse, and seemed as if the next lesson would have.
Light was quickly restored, and Marle found herself in the same white room as Lucca removed the dark glasses she was forced to wear earlier. Not saying a word, Marle looked around calmly, and found herself still dressed in her maid’s outfit, strapped to the chair.
“Welcome back, sweetie.”, Lucca greeted her pet happily, as she removed the wired suction cups from Marle’s head.
“What… what happened…?”, Marle asked, feeling slightly drained of energy all of a sudden.
“Hmph… Although your question just violated your status as a pet, I’ll let it slide this time.”, Lucca warned. “You’ve been trained in several ways to please me. I made sure to stop just before the fun stuff, as I think it’ll be fun for us if you learned that from experience.”
Marle remained silent, and stared down at the floor, avoiding eye contact with Lucca so she can concentrate on her own thoughts. She was sure a few days had passed; she didn’t know what Lucca did to sustain her energy and hunger level over that period of time, but it did bring some relief to her mind. Not only was she able to avoid any contact with Lucca for three days, but her training also took long enough that she missed the get-together with Lucca’s girlfriends. Her mind, for the first time in a while, was at ease.
“Now, let’s get you out of that chair, so we can put you to work.”, Lucca said, as she loosened Marle’s restraints, setting her free.
Marle stood up, and stretched. She was feeling far more comfortable now that her sense had fully adjusted. However, her reality also settled in; she still was a prisoner. Due to her maid training, Marle knew her cleaning duties for the day, and knew how long it would take her to clean Lucca’s enormous house. In a way, she hoped that Lucca had something else planned for her.
“Now, get going. You have a lot of house to clean before my guests arrive tomorrow.”, Lucca ordered, thrusting a black feathered duster towards Marle, effectively completing the maid outfit.
“Tomorrow?”, Marle asked, with a look of confusion.
“Oh, that’s right. I forgot to mention. Though your training seemed like it took so long, in reality it only lasted several minutes; our plans are still on.”, Lucca explained, in a cocky tone, earning a look of broken spirit from her pet.
Marle’s hopes had just been crushed. She had not missed the scheduled evening for the next night. She realized quickly that that was the reason for her lack of hunger, and exhaustion; the time simply had not passed.
“You have until ten o’clock tonight to finish your chores. I’d explain what you have to do, but you already know, don’t you, my sweet obedient slave?”, Lucca remarked, and rhetorically questioned, followed by a giggle, as she left the room, leaving a shocked Marle behind.
Marle let out a long sigh of frustration, as she felt a small jolt in her collar, probably to urge her to start her duties. Gripping the feather duster tightly, she set out to the den, and began to dust the room, followed by polishing every smooth surface possible. Her high heels shoes were not painful in the beginning, but she soon found them irritating as the day grew old.
As Marle moved towards a low table to continue her polishing, Lucca entered the room. Marle stopped, to look at her, expecting some comments or new orders, however, she just received a small jolt from her collar. She knew what was expected. Letting out a silent sigh, Marle bent down to polish the table, giving Lucca a full view of what was hidden underneath her skirt.
“You have a very nice ass, Marle.”, Lucca commented.
“Thank you.”, Marle replied, in disgust, not even looking her mistress with her response.
“Marle, you know your place, and your training. Now do it like you were taught, and with a smile.”, Lucca ordered, with a firm tone.
Marle closed her eyes, and slowly stood up to turn around. Opening her eyes, she smiled, and performed a curtsey for her mistress.
“Your pet thanks her mistress.”, Marle replied, with some force enthusiasm.
“You’re welcome, pet.”, Lucca replied, once again with a happy tone, as she left the room, leaving Marle to finish her chores.
Hours passed, and Marle kept her eye on the clock. It was 9:55; she had just finished her cleaning duties. She knew Lucca was waiting for her in her bedroom. Taking the five minutes, she caught her breath, and relaxed as much as possible. As she saw the clock hit ten, she made her way to Lucca’s bedroom with a very uneasy feeling in her stomach.
Entering the room, she found Lucca sitting on her bed, at the foot, with a smile on her face. Remembering her training, and wishing to avoid any unnecessary punishment, she performed her curtsey once again, with an obviously forced smile on her face.
“How nice of me to join me, my dear.”, Lucca remarked, as she directed Marle to come near, with her finger; her pet obediently complied. “Lose the dress.”
Marle swallowed what saliva had built up in her mouth nervously, as she slowly undid the dress, and in one swift second, allowed the entire outfit to fall to the floor, revealing her lingerie. She noticed her mistress gazing upon her breasts, which made her feel very uncomfortable.
“On your knees.”, Lucca ordered.
Marle complied, as she knelt in front of Lucca. Her mind was quickly flooded with the events that followed breakfast earlier that day; the forced licking. Taking deep breaths, Marle prepared for the order, wondering if she should fight it, or just accept to avoid the shocking pain from her collar.
“I’ve had a very hard day, Marle. My feet need some attention.”, Lucca explained, as she thrust a barefoot towards Marle. The nails were painted purple, and seemed well taken care of, however, the unpleasant scent was still present.
Marle cowered away momentarily, as the idea of giving Lucca a foot massage disturbed her. However, she quickly determined that this situation was not as unpleasant as other possibilities. Accepting the hints from Lucca, Marle reached forward, ready to give the smelly foot a rub. Lucca pulled away quickly.
“No, no, no, pet. No hands allowed. Tongue only.”, Lucca explained, followed by a giggle
“You’ve got to be kiddi…”, Marle tried to shout before being shocked harshly by her collar, sending her to the floor, screaming in agony. The shock lasted reasonably longer than any that she’d ever received before, as Lucca knew the order would take more ‘will power’ to obey than the others she had previously given.
“Now are you ready to service me, my cute maid?”, Lucca said, as she released Marle from her agonizing state, giving her time to kneel properly again, then shoving her foot towards her face.
Marle looked at the foot presented to her with tears in her eyes; formed due to pain, fear, and shame. Closing her eyes, and leaning forward, Marle stuck out her tongue. However, before she could make contact with the foot, she received a small shock, causing her to jerk away.
“Open your eyes. You need to see what you’re doing to do it properly. Keep your hands behind your back as well; I don’t want them getting in the way at any point during your favour to me.”, Lucca ordered.
Marle slowly opened her eyes, as a few tears ran down her cheeks. Keeping her hands behind her back, she leaned forward again. Sticking her wet tongue out, Marle made contact with the foot, but pulled away quickly, in protest to the salty sweat that covered them. She received another small jolt, and Lucca watched with a wide, and twisted smile.
Once again, Marle leaned forward, pressing her tongue against the foot, stomaching the taste as much as possible. Slowly, and reluctantly, she slid her tongue up the sole of Lucca’s foot, before pulling away briefly to catch her breath. She then repeated the process several times, leaving streams of saliva along her mistress’ foot, before moving further up to lick the toes.
Lucca smiled, in obvious pleasure as she watched her new toy slide her tongue across her toes. Feeling Marle’s warm and wet tongue slide between her toes was a welcome change to Lucca’s feet. Before long, her entire left foot was covered in saliva, yet Marle continued to lick, until having it pulled away, and re-presented to her at a downwards angle.
“Suck my toe, pet.”, Lucca ordered.
Trembling in disgust, Marle looked at the big painted toe pointing down at her. Leaning forward, Marle slowly took the toe into her mouth, and sealed her lips around it. At that point, Marle stopped completely, afraid that the taste in her mouth may make her involuntarily pull away.
“Come on, now, slave-girl. I don’t have all night. Get sucking.”, Lucca ordered, growing annoyed.
Marle’s eyes released more tears, as she began to move her tongue around and along Lucca’s toe, covering it with saliva. She began to move the toe in and out of her mouth, moving her smooth lips across the digit rapidly, creating a large slurping noise that was painfully obvious to her. Wildly, Marle sped up her pace, just hoping to get the ordeal over with. Before long, Lucca pulled the toe out of her mouth.
“Good job, sweetie.”, Lucca complimented her slave.
Marle took a deep breath, and was just happy to be finished with the entire process. However, her happiness came to a sudden halt, as she was presented with the other foot.
“Finish up, pet.”, Lucca ordered, with a cocky smile, not going unnoticed by the sickened Marle.
Marle repeated her actions on the newly presented foot. Growing used to the taste, Marle was able to perform much more quickly this time around. However, she was forced to suck each toe individually, making the process even longer than before. Finally, the last toe was pulled from her mouth.
Before pulling away completely, Lucca made sure to wipe the mix of saliva and sweat from her feet onto Marle’s cleavage just above her bra. Marle quickly turned her head in disgust, and closed her eyes, as the violation of her personal space took place.
“Now, dear, into your cage you go. All fours until I tell you otherwise; it’s time for bed.”, Lucca demanded.
Marle sighed, as she opened her eyes, her breasts still wet with saliva and sweat. Slowly, and disappointedly, she crawled on all fours, towards, then into the small prison. All the was inside was a fur blanket, much like the one she slept on with Ayla before. As she moved around and tried to get comfortable in the cramped space, she heard the cage’s door lock behind her. Shortly after, the lights were shut off, leaving Marle in the cage by Lucca’s bed, to sleep.
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CHAPTER ADDED: August 24th, 2007, 1:10 AM EST
This is only three and half pages of the thirteen I've typed out since Chapter 5. I have two more chapters typed out, but I'm going to hold them back for a little while (not too long). I need to edit them a bit, and really make sure they're ready to be put up, as they will contain the 'meat' of this particular saga. Hang in there, and check back often.
Ratings and Reviews are appreciated. :)
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