It still haunts me

Part 18: The trip back home

During the trip home I was instructed by Madame Adele to massage in between
the toes. "My feet are killing me after this busy day's efforts. Massage
them, dear Alex," she ordered.

After one hour I was told to stop. "I think my toes and feet need washing.
Wash them, Alex, with your saliva, but first lick my flip-flops clean so
that when you are finished with my feet I may wear them clean," she ordered
again.

I took off the flip-flops and started licking them at the area where she
places her feet. That took 15 minutes. I was then instructed to move to the
next task: washing her feet and toes with my saliva. She rose her right
foot and rested it on my waiting two hands. I licked in between the toes
and sucked them one by one, which brought her relish and feelings of
relaxation. She gave me a sweet pat on the head as if I were her doggy.

I contemplated those feet in my hands, knowing that they were just the same
feet that brought an end to many lives and functioned as instruments of
torture to others, like those two persons inside the trunk of this car.

Madame Adele took several lives so easy. None of the men she killed has
managed to deliver her a single punch or kick. I don’t know whether any of
us has thought about reporting to the police about this carnage. As far as
I am concerned, I flushed away this idea from my mind, even though if
something happened and the police learnt about it, I could be arrested on
charges of aiding and abetting this assassin sitting in front of me and
giving me her feet to pamper.

I don't think Frank would have the guts to do this. He was so scared of her
and was faithfully willing to serve her. Besides, he could be involved
himself in a number of crimes, including the killing of the husband of
Madame Adele's sister, Olga [I knew her name from the phone call at Madame
Adele's].

I guess the killings committed by Madame Adele would never be known to the
police. She takes good care of providing good burial for her victims, like
the poor bargaining plumber at her villa and that whole gang in Robert's
mansion, whose possession was just transferred to Madame Adele.

She ordered me to stop cleaning her right foot, withdrawing it to give me
her left to work on. She took her cell phone and found one missed call from
her sister Olga. She dialed her number. "Oh, Olga. How are you, dear sis?
Everything is OK, honey. I took care of the whole thing. I am returning
home now with…with good news. I'll be expecting you at my place in two
hours. OK, babe. Bye."

I cleaned her right foot and she ordered me to put her feet into the flip-
flops. She then hanged them up on the dashboard and ordered me to get my
nose closer to her ass hole because she felt like farting. She gave me
soundless farts but with abhorrent smell, but I had to take 'em all as
usual into my lungs. She kept doing this for one hour. She then lowered her
legs and rested them on my shoulders and took a cigarette and lighted it.
She signaled me to open my mouth wide to throw in the ash from her
cigarette, and of course after finishing it, she signaled Josh to stick his
tongue out and she snuffed the butt on his tongue. Josh then swallowed it.

"I want to thank you, Josh for helping me against your own family. I hope
you have been convinced of what you have done. You just stood up for the
good cause and the right side. In fact, your family is a shitty worthless
one hell of a family that needed shaping up to mingle the right way into
society, but this cost us my sister's husband," she said.

No one of Josh's family was left to mingle into society, I thought to
myself.

Josh said he renounced his family since the moment he was introduced to
Madame Adele and knew her well. "Madame, you are my family. You are my
everything in life now. All I want to get is your satisfaction with me. I
am doing my best to avoid your wrath, which I could not stand. You have
changed me into a good citizen with a cause to live for. Before you I had
nothing valuable in my wretched life. All I want now is to be your
everlasting servant who knows nothing but obedience to your honorable
commands," Josh said.

"Oh, Josh. You have changed a great deal. I am really satisfied with you.
All I need is a good obeying servant who carries out my orders. Is this
much to ask for? Faithful servants are rare these days. I am really glad to
have a group of attendants willing to serve me good and devoting themselves
to please me," she said.

We finally reached Madame Adele's house. She ordered Josh to open the trunk
and get her Freak to take her inside. In a second, Freak was kneeling at
the side of the car. Madame Adele stepped out and jumped over Freak's back,
ordering him to stretch his two hands as supporters for her feet in flip-
flops.

Josh was waiting at the trunk. He was ordered to let Robert out, and then
all of us ordered to march in front of her. "Josh, close the car well and
park it, and then follow inside," she commanded.

We entered the house, followed by Madame Adele's on her new pony Freak's
back. Josh entered three minutes later. We all knelt down waiting for
orders. She told Freak to get her feet on the ground, which he did and then
assumed the kneeling position. She sat on her throne-like big chair and
ordered Josh to get two shackles like those he is wearing from the attic.
He returned and was then told to put them on the ankles of Freak and
Robert.