It still haunts me

Part 9: Josh tamed

"Of course I would not use you as my pony boy, because if I did I would
crush you under me," she said. I was glad she has reached that conclusion.
"A larger stronger pony boy would take care of that. Come here, Josh." An
all-muscle leg-shackled man appeared from a room in the hall. His body was
perfect. He must be a bodybuilder or something.

He stood before Madame Adele's throne and knelt at her feet kissing her
toes one by one and then kept his kneeling position.

"A strange thing happened this morning, Alex. You see, this man was the
brother of the man I killed in the sports combat. Instead of having a
sports spirit and congratulate me over my win, he came here to attack and
kill me in revenge. However, I had to convince him that he was wrong but
this took hours of beating and face-sitting that he finally admitted he was
dead wrong. He told me his brother was a scumbag anyway.
I told him I must finish him off and send him to his brother with special
greetings from me, but he pleaded for his life and offered me that he would
do anything in return. As you see, Alex, this house is too big for me and I
really get tired of going up and down that staircase all day, so I thought
of using Josh as my means of transportation indoors. Before you have just
arrived, I took him for a round outdoors to check on my garden, and he
seemed to have enjoyed my riding him like my horsie, haven't you, Josh?"

"You bet, Madame. My life has just begun today." The man was so meek.

"Come kiss my feet again and take me up to my room. I need to rest. Follow
me up there, Alex. I need your services up there," Madame Adele ordered me
in a very nice way. She treated me well. After all I was just a servant
willing so much to respond to her every wish.

Josh came closer to the throne and Madame Adele mounted his back. He was
just carrying her on his back and walked using his two feet, not the all
fours style I offer Mistress Nelly. I followed Madame Adele, who seemed to
have fun overpowering men, strong ones in particular.

Josh stood at the bedside without being told to. I found it rather strange,
and my thoughts came as I expected. "Did I ever tell you to stop, you
wimp?" Madame Adele hit him several times on his nape. "Get me down on my
feet and get ready for your punishment. Lie on your back."

Madame Adele tortured his face by mashing it with her feet, sliding her
soles violently at his exposed face. "Please, Madame. Forgive me. It won't
happen again," Josh pleaded for mercy, but she wouldn't have any. She went
on with what she was doing until he was unconscious. I was so scared.

She lied on her bed and snapped her fingers at me to give her toes another
massage with my tongue, which I did with the utmost dedication. That
continued for 30 minutes. Josh stirred and began to restore his
consciousness when Madame Adele ordered him strictly to rush to her, which
he did so quick. She signaled me to stop and get closer to her.

"While I am sleeping, you filthy worm Josh lick between my toes. If I ever
wake up any time and found you doing anything else, that would mean your
final demise. I'll kill you and have you buried in my garden that no one
would ever know or hear a thing about you. After all your decayed body
would offer good manure for my garden. You Alex, lie directly beneath my
asshole from the bedside direction. Sometimes I fart while sleeping. I
don't want to smell this, of course. Is that understood?"

"Yes, Madame," both me and Josh said in the same timing. "Good," she said,
"now let me have a good time's sleep without any disturbances."

She slept for about four hours during which she gave one fart nearly each
six minutes and of course I took them all into my respiratory system. I
would never let one single fart escape my two nostrils and I really thought
that I just lost the sense of smelling due to the myriads of farts I have
received during the past few days.

I could occasionally notice Josh at the foot of the bed licking and sucking
Madame Adele's toes and her long red-painted sharp nails from the back and
front. He was working his tongue in between the toes to rid the black beast
of any possible toe jam that might have appeared. He was doing his job with
perseverance and he really seemed so scared like a rat. Well, I was scared
myself, considering my tiny body compared to Josh's, but what struck me the
most was that Josh had a body that would kill any opponent easily and
notwithstanding Madame Adele has just overpowered him and he was finally so
convinced of her superiority over him.

I just wondered what she has possibly done to him to bring this muscled
huge man into this servile condition.

Finally, Madame Adele stirred in her bed just to find both of us attending
to her as she has exactly instructed before she sank in her forty winks.
"Good boys. That is so good. Keep doing your jobs," she said.