Losing everything FF

Part 1

English is not my native language so please forgive my mistakes. This story has 24 chapters with the epilogue and is focused on foot fetish. There are many degrading scenes so don't continue if you are not interested in this kind of stories. 

Part 1 : Solitude 

It's incredible like our lives can change totally and so quickly that you only can stay still and watch the events overwhelm you. One day you have a happy family, a beautiful house and almost everything you can wish, one day you have only tears streaming down from your face. My name is Victoria Thomas and I was 19 years old when this story started.

When I woke up on the morning of the Christmas' Eve I never could imagine that my happy days would end in that moment. Like many other girls I had many dreams but unlike others I was totally sure that my dreams would be soon true. What can stop a beautiful young head cheerleader with millionaires parents ? I was brushing my long blond hair and I was admiring my beauty in the mirror when the doorbell rang. I don't know how long my blue eyes remained open after that the police officer told me that my parents had died in an car accident. When I regained consciousness I was lying on the sofa and my hope that it was only a nightmare died immediately when I saw the police officer who was looking at me with an expression that was so strange. Usually people looked at me with admiration, desire, envy but not that time, at that moment there was only pity in the man's eyes. I almost don't remember the following weeks, I have only few images of multitude of people that I didn't know and so many lawyers that talked only of one things : my inheritance.

My friends tried to help me, at the beginning at least. However, after a while I was always alone in my house, silence was deafening. When all was dark I had a single light to illuminate my life : Megan.

Megan was my best friend since we were eight years old, we met by chance one day at the park near my house and it was the first time the my father took me there, he was so busy at work. Soon I discovered that Megan was an orphan and that she lived in an institute. Me and Megan became more and more friend despite we frequented different schools.

I was lying in my bed crying and Megan was caressing my hair when her phone rang. While she answered I admired her beauty. In the last two years she had become a true Goddess, she was height 166 cm, with long black hair and amber eyes. Her body was incredible and even though I was considered the most beautiful girl in the city, I was nothing compared to her.

- Sorry but I have to go, my boss changed my shift - she said getting up

I had forgotten that Megan had started working, she hadn't the money to go to college. I had suddenly an idea.

- Wait Megan - I said almost shouting - What do you think if I pay you the college ? We can stay together and.. -

- No, I cannot accept - she said embracing me - and also with the money I can't go to Harvard with you. But don't worry I will be always here when you will come back -

It was impossible for me to leave her, it was impossible withstand more pain. So without hesitation I said :

- I will not go to the college -

- Do not be silly, of course you will go to the college -

- No ! I will stay here... with you - I got on my knees in front of her and I begged - Stay with me please ! Move here, you told me that you are looking for a room -

- But... - Megan tried to talk but I kept begging her.

- Move here, you don't have to pay anything, you can leave that horrible work and you can look for another one without hurry.

Megan looked me with her wonderful amber eyes and as always I felt like she was looking deeper in my soul. Eager to show her my true feeling, I bowed and I started to kiss her boots without intention to stop. After five minutes I was still there, desperately kissing her feet and saying every now and then :

- Please stay, I will do anything - I had to look really pathetic groveling at her feet like a worm but I didn't want to stay alone again and I would have kissed her boots for all day if necessary.

- I will stay - she said suddenly

When I heard her words I stopped to kiss her feet and I looked at her face. Megan was radiant, she looked at me, then with a giggle she said :

- Do you not thank me ? -

Full of joy for her positive response, I bowed again in front of my best friend in the middle of the my bedroom and I restarted to kiss her boots .



Part 2 : Moving day


- This is the last one - I said putting down the last box which contained all Megan's possessions .

While I was out of breath and I had my arms aching, she was sitting comfortably on the armchair near the chimney, texting with her smartphone and dangling her left foot. I looked for a few moments her sneakers, they were old and of low quality but that was the maximum that her institute can afford. I promised myself that Megan would no longer worn stuff like that, she deserved much more. The move to my house had been difficult and exhausting but I could not hide that for a moment I had been happy that Megan had so few things, if we had to move all my stuff it would have taken weeks.

- Can you tell me again why I had to fire all the servants ? They would be a great help - I asked throwing myself on the couch .

- I've already told you that they would have reminded you of the past and if you want to go ahead you have to do some sacrifice - said Megan without taking her eyes off the phone.

- But I could hire new servants - I protested

- No, we can take care of the house for now and some work will help you to not think too much - then looking at me for the first time since I had entered in the room, she asked :

- Would you please bring me some tea ? -

- Of course - I said and I ran in the kitchen to fulfill her wish.

When I went back in the living room, Megan was in the same position, always with the phone in her hands. For one moment I wondered who she was texting. I handed her the cup of tea, being careful to not spill it. Before I could get back to the couch, she asked me :

- Could you be so kind to give me a foot massage ? My feet are really sore, it was a tiring day .

That request took me by surprise because I had done almost all the work but I didn't want to start our cohabitation on the wrong foot .

- Sure - I answered and since she gave no sign to change her position, I approached the armchair and I sat down on the floor with my legs crossed. I started to untie the knots of her sneakers and I could already feel the strong smell of her feet. I gently removed her shoes and the smell grew more and more . Her purple socks were moist with sweat and were so hot between my hands. I looked at Megan to know when to start but she was completely ignoring me and only when her free foot slightly kicked my head, I started the massage. That was the first time for me and I didn't know well how to act, so I started putting pressure with my thumbs on her sole. Megan didn't give me any sign but I thought she was satisfied or she would have shown her disappointment. I was rubbing her left foot by ten minutes when she put the other one on my shoulder, dangerously near to my face. I looked again at Megan but she was still ignoring me. I didn't know what to do, I was sitting on the floor of my living room massaging my best friend feet who was also using me like a mere footrest. A part of me wanted to push her feet away and yelling at her, a part of me instead felt some sort of pleasure in being in that humiliating position, ignored and submissive. I started to think that there was something wrong in me when I realized that I had bent my head to the side and I had approached my nose to her feet. The smell was strong but for some reason I couldn't define it bad and I noticed with concern that every sniff of that smell increased in me the desire to rest my nose on that wet sock.

- Massage the other foot - her words awoke me and I hurried to execute her order. That time Megan put her free foot directly on my head, the heel pushing annoyingly on the top of my forehead. We remained in that position for twenty minutes, then the words that by now I was intensely waiting reached my ears.

- Take off my socks - once again I obeyed immediately and I removed gently her purple socks, resisting the temptation to dip my face into them.

Megan feet were unbelievable and once again I was shocked by the thoughts that passed in my head . How could I define "unbelievable" something so disgusting as feet ? I started to massage her left foot and I could only admire that perfection. Megan's feet were small and incredibly soft, her toes were not too long not too short and her heels were as smooth as that of a child. Her gorgeous feet were polished in black. That was Megan's work, of course, because she couldn't afford to go to a beauty shop.

" But from now on she will " I thought, dreaming to do myself her pedicure. Once again I became a footrest, she put her right foot on my shoulder and started to play with my ear. I was going crazy and suddenly I lost control and without realizing it, I kissed quickly her foot. Petrified by what I had just done, I stopped the massage but then I heard Megan said :