Familial Relations 02

Miranda brought the mocha brown sole up to her face and nuzzled against it lovingly. She nestled her nose between Isabella's big toe and her long middle toe and took a deep sniff.

"Ahh. So sweet." She said. Miranda moved down the line.

"Dan is my master. My body belongs to him. I am a horny slut. I love feet..." On and on.

"Autumn you dumb slut. You almost ruined everything." Miranda said.

Autumn's eyes reflected the blue glow of the screen and drool leaked from the corner of her mouth while she mindlessly repeated her programming and jilled herself. Miranda took a hold of Autumn's hand, the one she had been using to masturbate and started to suck her fingers.

"MMM! So good." In place of the hand, Miranda lifted her own foot and rubbed it against Autumn's wet snatch. Autumn gave no sign that she noticed a change.

"We're going to need to get you a real pedicure! At least you've got some color now." She indicated the green nails Cindy had painted for her earlier. "God you would hate this! Good thing you were so strong, hmm?" Miranda teased her hypnotized thrall. Miranda let her go and moved down the line.

"Ah the sisters." She had arrived at Emma and Cindy.

"You were such a good little slut. How could i have guessed that this whole time you were already a closet lesbo foot freak." She said to Emma.

"Let's see these cum catchers." Miranda massaged Emma's feet, digging her thumbs into Emma's soft pillowy soles.

"Oh my god. The master is just going to love you. These soles are going to feel great on his cock! And imagine what they'll look like hosed in cum." Miranda scooted over to Cindy.

Emma continued to chant and stare ahead. "I am a pleasure slave. Dan is my master. My body belongs to him." On and on.

"The bride-to-be! Well this is a weekend you'll never forget! Ironic since some parts of it you will absolutely forget. Well this seems like as good a place as any to settle in for the night." Miranda said.

She snuggled up between Cindy's feet. Miranda turned so she could watch the screen too. She sucked on Cindy's feet, masturbated and took up the chant with the other slaves:

"I am a pleasure slave. Dan is my master. My body belongs to him. I am a horny slut. I love feet. Feet bring pleasure. I am a pleasure slave. Dan is my master. My body belongs to him. I am a horny slut. I love feet. Feet bring pleasure. I am a pleasure slave. Dan is my master. My body belongs to him. I am a horny slut. I love feet. Feet bring pleasure. I am a pleasure slave. Dan is my master. My body belongs to him. I am a horny slut. I love feet. Feet bring pleasure..."

On and on and on and on...

The Ceremony.

The guests arrived without incident. Flowers were arranged. Heartfelt greetings. Music, food, anxiety, and love were in abundance. The friends and family gathered outside surrounded by the beautiful vista of the rustic vineyard. Folding chairs were arranged in rows in front of a beautiful wooden arch that framed the picturesque country beyond. A particularly nice touch was the enchanting ambient music that played on a loop and relaxed the guests as they chattered and enjoyed its reassuring melody. Then it was time for the ceremony to begin. Everyone grew quiet and watched as the wedding party entered. The groomsmen and groom looked dashing in their suits and they took their place. Then came the bridal party. Everyone was impressed with the beauty and poise of the bridesmaids as they walked out barefoot and took their place next to the arch. Then the bride. Cindy looked like a beautiful barefoot princess. She glided out to her place by the arch and then the ceremony began.

The vows were unusual, they must have been written special for the ceremony. But everyone nodded along feeling calm and relaxed on the beautiful day. Then the Officiant reached those fateful words:

"Do you, Travis let this woman go to be the loving foot slave of Master Dan."

A nod. "I do."

"And do you Cindy forsake this union and agree to obediently serve Dan and his family as a devoted loving slut?"

"I do."

"Excellent. You may now kiss the bride!"

Cindy sat down and brought her bare feet up to her mouth. Her eyes closed in ecstasy as she started to hungrily and passionately kiss her own feet. Cindy racked her soles with her wet red tongue and her cheeks pulled in as she sucked her toes. The rest of the bridal party were so moved by the spectacle they began to masturbate. Some hiked up their dresses others laid down on the ground to fuck themselves silly. The assembled audience and groomsmen were not particularly bothered. They had all drifted off into a deep and dreamless trance.

Miranda wiped a tear from her eye. "Fuck. I promised myself I wouldn't cry."

Epilogue

"I can't believe it. It's just not fair!" April complained loudly. She stared incredulous at the scoreboard. "You really managed to bag 8 new slaves at that wedding?"

"Four bridesmaids, the bride of course, and three guests who went under during the ceremony." Miranda said proudly. She patted her mother on the back. "Better luck next time"

They could hear the giggles and grunts from the next room as Dan was getting to know his newest acquisitions.

"You're a lousy hypnotist. You must have gotten lucky." April said. She was still in disbelief that she had been beaten so soundly in the race for new slaves.

"I may have had a little help. Remind me to introduce you to Emma later. First things first, your tongue, my feet let's go." Miranda snapped and her mother, still in a huff, got down on her knees and started to lick Miranda's foot.

"Come on, put some effort in! The Head Slave commands you!"

April stopped for a moment. "Just you wait! I'll pull ahead."

"We'll see mother. We'll see." Miranda patted her mother on her ample butt and guided her head back down to continue licking Miranda's victorious feet.