Story commissioned by  PORNGUY
Story written by  Ohmagaz
Abriika ©  zp92

Abriika's new slave

From the height of her mighty throne, Abriika was casually resting her blue colored arms and hands along the arms of the forceful chair. Although the sorceress’ face was effectively covered by an ample dark grey hood and headscarf, only revealing the crimson light emitting from her expressive eyes, the shape of the glowing almond figures arching inwards and the repeated tapping of her left bare foot on the brick covered temple ground revealed an impatient waiting on her part. The orange bloom of the torches around her were exposing either her jewel’s gloss, or the numerous wrinkles of the black fabric that composed her bustier dress, basking the wizardess in a surrounding orange halo that was pulling the attention towards Abriika and her powerful posture.

The magician loudly yawned, covering her already covered mouth with her jewellery adorned right hand, the high roof of the throne room giving a lot of space for the sound to reverberate and echo through the entire place. She stretched her legs a bit, tantalizingly wiggling her feet and toes back and forth, looking at their fluid dance with an evil grin. As she placed her feet on the cold stoned ground again, the creaking sound of wood double doors opening were heard, as the gate that was in front of the wizardess flung both ways, revealing three dark silhouettes that soon revealed their details and features under the glowing firey lights.

The two outer silhouettes were those of hidden under a dark robe and cloth, making their face impossible to see in the same way than the seated woman, the only difference being that their eyes weren’t visible and glowing like the ones of their superior. They were both holding one shoulder of the third silhouette, which was flopped over and seemingly letting his weight be carried by his two holders, his feet dragging on the ground, unable to walk. It was a male grey wolf with a dark grey stripe going around his face at eye level and a white torso, completely stripped of his clothes at the exception of a brown loincloth. His green eyes were half open, although his body was seemingly very weak as the lowered head of the carried person indicated.

“You took your time” Abriika spoke on a severe tone.
- Forgive us, goddess… The captive tried to escape. The left clothed man replied, posing a knee on the ground and bowing in front of his master, accompanied by his companion on the right.
- Very well, we will have to reinforce our security in the future. Abriika reacted, still keeping a grave tone. Bring me the wolf.

The goddess’ servants followed the stern wizardess’ instructions, getting up from their kneeling position and walking down the red carpet leading to the golden throne and the person who was resting on it. Once arrived, the followers bowed once again and let go of the person they were carrying, who flumped on the ground on both of his knees, before the two caped anthros knelt and bowed again, showing their devotion.

“Thank you. You can leave him to me.” Abriika announced, looking down on the weak knelt down wolf in a curious position, secretly analysing his strong musculature.
- Very well, goddess Abriika. The servants said as they got up and retired, closing the big wooded doors which sound resonated through the entire room.

The only sounds that could be heard now were the crackling of fire emanating from the torch, as Abriika was scrutinizing the submissive wolf. She leaned down and lifted up his chin with a single finger, from which a purple glow emanated from. She looked at the almost extinct eyes of him, before the red glow that was her eyes arched upwards, seemingly indicating a smile.

“May’Ln… It’s good to see you again, how long has it been since your escape? Two, three months maybe?” She asked with a fakely empathetic voice.

The aforementioned anthro didn’t answer. Or to be more precise, he was too weak to do anything else than simply look at the crimson lights he was forced to delve into. Abriika’s left eye shape changed into a curious expression
“Mmmh, cat got your tongue? I told my men to not beat you up too much… She continued, realising how weakened May’Ln actually was. Well, I suppose I can do something…”

On these words, the magician lifted up a finger, as the red cloth that was hanging from her arm swayed in the air. She opened her palm and a green calming light emanated from it, before she placed her hand on the wolf’s forehead, who suddenly felt a relaxing feeling spread around his entire body. The bruises and minor injuries that were on his body started to disappear, and his colours became more vibrant. His emerald eyes filled up with life and spark again, his vision becoming less and less blurry, until he was able to clearly see his surroundings. The magician retreated her hand to lay on the armchair again.

“There, better now?” She ironically questioned.
- Y-You… The canine found the capacity to reply again, as he had a frightened expression on his face.
- Heh, I see that you remember me… That’s very good. Abriika responded before she lifted up both her hands, as the light that emanated from them this time was of a deep blue colour. She closed her eyes as if to concentrate.

May’Ln, profitating of Abriika’s lack of vision, almost instantly got up, and turned back towards the exit of the throne room, rushing towards it in an attempt to escape, scared of what the sorceress was preparing. It wasn’t long before Abriika extended her hands towards the escapist, and the blue magic rays flew forward like an extension of her palms to grab on the wolf’s wrists, keeping him in place as if he was cuffed by a magical force. Despite the strength that his elongated muscles seemed to indicate, he could only feel his body being dragged towards the goddess again by this mystic traction, as he kept screaming of fear.

“Don’t worry, my slave, I’m not going to punish you for your actions… Well at least not in the way you think.” The goddess said, although she knew she wouldn’t be heard.

With a last pull, the wolf male flew towards the goddess and was forced to kneel down again, manipulated like a puppet at this point. Abriika forced him to look up to her eyes, which were seemingly giving him a sultry look, as May’Ln was expecting to see a furious stare instead.

“Aaah, you were such a good slave, why did you have to leave? Well, it doesn’t matter, because you’re back now… And I have something special for you.”

The sorceress extended her left leg on May’Ln’s side, before laying the weight of that mighty leg on the slave’s shoulder. He tried to move away in return, but he was kept in place by the strong magic binds that were pinning him in this submissive position. He felt the wizardess’ muscles relax and take his clavicle as a support for good, as the view he had could almost allow him to see under the dress which fabric was pulling from the lifted up leg.

“My legs are killing me, you would be very nice to give them a rub… Abriika sighed, wiggling her leg up and down to tap on the breathing coffee table that was the gray wolf’s shoulder with her ankle, while the different ornaments such as her ankle and toe rings rattling sound as they were rubbing against each other drilled in the male’s brain. Give my calves and ankles a good rub, like you used to do so well…”

May’Ln tried to object, but couldn’t open his mouth because of the strong force that was forcing his lips to stay shut, manifested as a sparkling blue filament that had surrounded his muzzle, taking its origin from Abriika’s left index finger. It wasn’t long before, warned by the wolf’s not moving his way towards the tired leg that she wanted rubbed, Abriika twitched her hand around, causing the stream of blue magic to move his captive’s arms to his right, despite the canine’s attempts at resisting the mystical force. He looked at the dominative woman in an associated look of rebellion and slight fear.

“Come on, it’s not that bad, is it? Unless you want it to end badly? She threatened, as the leash that was put on the wolf’s muzzle suddenly tightened, almost to a point that it would hurt the muscular wolf, making him entirely submissive whether he wanted it or not. And don’t look at me like that. I’ll take good care of you if you do your job well~”

The canine couldn’t even yap at the sharp pain he felt while getting his nose compressed, as it actually cut his breath away for an instant. Without a word, he lowered his eyes, and figuring the better solution was to oblige to what the goddess had to say, he moved his hands, on his own this time, to cup around the delicate blue coloured leg of the lady whose eyes were arching up in a joyful manner. He started to somewhat rub around the back part of her calve, feeling the strangely muscular anatomy under the goddess’ skin, pulsating with energy around the entire member’s length. It almost felt relaxing, like a heartbeat, and May’Ln kept brushing and pushing his fingers along the sensory flesh, finding himself travelling the entire surface he was assigned to with extreme care and dexterity, which caused the mighty wizard on the receiving end to shiver from pleasure, gladly moaning in a relaxed manner as an appreciation of the hard work the wolf was putting into his massage. Soon enough, the masseur, who was deeply focused on her requester’s leg felt another weight fall down upon his left shoulder. Abriika had now rested her second leg on the inferior’s man remaining shoulder, and a toe splay from her right foot stole the attention from its twin, clearly ordering the slave to change his target and start working those weirdly delicate fingers he had for such a ripped wolf that he was on the cylindrical limb of her master. With his intense rubbing finished on the other leg, May’Ln felt one of his hands being moved against his will again, to be put back in the previous slender leg it rubbed, spreading his both arms on the two body parts at the same time.

“Yes, that’s why I loved you so much~ Your massages are exquisite…”

May’Ln looked at Abriika, whose content expression hadn’t changed from earlier, as he told himself that things weren’t as bad as he expected in the end. He nervously chuckled, noticing the bound on his muzzle had been loosened, allowing him to only slightly open his mouth.

“Now, you wouldn’t mind going… Lower, would you?”

Abriika casted another magic spell with a red glow surrounding her finger, as with a swift upwards motion of her left hand, a stonebrick pedestal casually lifted up right in front May’Ln, almost ripping the only thin piece of cloth he had on its way. The reflex pulled the wolf backwards, as the sorceress’ legs lifted and soon landed themselves on the newly created support, with her slender humanoid feet being at the perfect height to show their creamy lighter soles right in front of the slave’s face. The warm lights of the torches were dividing the foot’s bottom surface in a multitude of seams resting on top of each other across the entire surface, their deep reflections and shadows making the pair look like an extremely creased piece of silk that was waiting to be tampered with and explored. The five toes of her feet were perfectly placed and proportioned to mix with the ball part in an organic transition showcasing a sumptuous fleshy wall that was the under part of each of the perfect sphere that were the digits of hers. Their natural structure seemed to be forming a round cup that could invite and welcome any part that desired to brush or do more with this mellow area, and each rounded digit was topped by an elegantly painted black fingernail polish that gave all of their personality to the large displayed soles, on top of the shining toe ring that Abriika was wearing around the second toe of both her buttery goddess feet. They were flawless, beautiful goddess feet that could make any man fall to the ground and have the sole desire to get to feel their delicacy on every part of their body. The wonderful pair twitched and rubbed against each other while showing off their flawless silhouette, while the shattering light exhibited the slight colour variation that specks of dirt and light drops of sweat had left on the surface of the sumptuous soles. The feet advanced forward, toes twitching and wiggling to leave space for their delicious inbetween to be seen.

“You’re gonna give them a deep rub, like good old times…” Almost whispered Abriika with a sultry voice, extending her feet more and more in front of the wolf’s face, who was actually a bit disgusted by the sight of feet in general, despite the perfect nature of the pair he had in front of him.

He gulped, and while telling himself that it would just be a moderately bad experience to touch and rub anyone’s feet, he reluctantly extended his hands towards the waiting feet, getting to feel the meat of her goddess’ sole skin on his palms, half-closing his eyes in disgust, but unable to turn his face away, forced to face the deed he was given by the same medical lariat keeping him from moving. The feeling wasn’t actually that bad, and if May’Ln, didn’t have the visual information of what he was touching, he would have found the pillow-like surface enjoyable to the touch.

Everything he was touching felt so welcoming and organic, like a piece of silk melding and modelling itself to the slightest pression of a finger in a responsive manner. Grabbing the right side of her left foot with his left hand and its left side with his right one, he felt the curvature of the desirable object’s sides gently fold under his closing fingers, while he pushed on the tender skin that his thumbs were reflexively rested on. He jumped a bit as the unattended foot caressed the right arm of the submitted canine with her delicate toes, bending forward and seeming to lightly grab on the skin it was rubbing. The interaction, although smooth and enjoyable for anyone else, cause May’Ln to become very uneasy, as Abriika, seemingly realising the consequence of her action on the poor slave, kept rubbing the arm over and over during the whole time her other godly possession was being pampered, in a sort of cutely sadistic way to wipe up her foot sweat and the tiny specs of dirt that were not too profoundly imprinted on her soles on the wolf’s limb.

The sorceress retreated her rubbed foot and replaced it with its mirrored wonder, which hadn’t been taken care of yet, as instead of rubbing May’Ln’s arm with her other foot like she did before, the wizardess crossed her right foot over her left foot, presenting both soles and their fluid curvature, eventually scrunching and splaying her toes in a perfect spread, as if to taunt the captive about the aversion he felt towards his mission.

“That feels amazing… I remember why I’ve missioned you to tend to my feet so much before~” Abriika complimented, as she kept wiggling her digits around, eventually resting her right foot above her left foot’s toes, creating a vertical fleshy tower which cracks and wrinkles resulting of its material’s movement was taking most of May’Ln vision.

The rub continued, as the beefy wolf carefully yet still as reluctantly proceed to meddle with the five digits resting on top of the organic architecture. He intertwined his fingers between the pillars that were Abriika’s toe bridge, making uneasy and disgusted sounds as he felt the damp space wet his fingers of their long awaiting sweat drops and their cool warmth giving this feeling of humidity in the toes in between area. The sorceress giggled a bit as the fingers were rattling the tender skin of any itch that they may have been confronted to, wrinkles forming and unfolding on the corresponding sole pushing against May’Ln’s palm, which was pushed onto the smooth and buttery surface by her magic.
“Hehe, be careful, my slave, I am a bit ticklish in this area~ She snickered. What if you got to my actual toes, hmm?” Abriika booped one of the wolf’s digits with her big toe after pushing the fingers out of their interstice, causing an avoidance reflex, which Abriika quickly undid by pushing the finger to push towards the long ball.

At this point, the sorceress had put her soles next to each other again, still wiggling her digits at the queasy slave who was forced to let his fingers run aground on their smooth balls, witnessing how slippery and buttery they were. As he forcefully pushed his thumbs on them in a circular motion, May’Ln felt how worn out they were from their entire day of interaction with the ground, occasionally feeling the microscopic balls of nerves on the spherical element, which could almost be considered as the only flaw of Abriika’s feet. On every motion, the wolf heard countless moans and sounds of content from the sorceress, casually splaying her toes around during the rub, unable to hold them in place. May’Ln profoundly touched every toe, discovering their layout and precise shape, taking care of the eventual nerves that could have entangled under this delicate skin, still listening to the sounds of her appreciative goddess, trying to hang on anything that wasn’t feet to try and at least not dislike his time too much. The magical bonds suddenly started pulling the hands away from the pair of feet, as this rose up a questioned look from the wolf, who looked at Abriika’s cheeky stare, waiting for an answer. The sorceress just kept snickering for a few seconds while wiggling her feet around before continuing.

“You remember what comes after that, don’t you?” Rhetorically questioned the magician.

May’Ln’s face instantly changed into a terrified expression as he had guessed what was coming now. Abriika casually lifted up her finger, gesturing an inviting motion with it, and as she continued the gesture, the wolf felt the pull around his head tighten up from the back of his skull, effectively pushing its frightened facial features forward, or more precisely, towards the feet that had been rubbed prior. The canine was helplessly trying to shout and express his discontentment and pleas for the sorceress’ mercy, as he was witnessing the wiggling toes and curling soles getting closer and closer to his face. As his unstoppable travel was soon reaching its end, the smallest details of these blue creamy soles and toes became more and more apparent, their print slowly unveiling their spiral like form and the deepest dirt and sweat traces displaying the layout May’Ln’s will feel the doom of getting his face into. He tried fighting against the strong push, but it was no use, and the wolf had already started to feel the warmth emanating from the worn out waiting soles, a warmth that had probably come from the lots of efforts of the day as well as the general warmth that the torches had brought to the throne room. In a last attempt to try and deny his fate, he could only manage to keep his head in place for about one second, before the mystical force strongly pushed his nose under the gleeful magician’s digits, who had formed a tunnel to welcome the twitching snout of their poor victim.

If May’Ln was disgusted enough to even be touching feet, which he considered as a nasty part of the body, having his nose stuffed in the moist cave created by the sorceress’ toes made him want to scream of horror. He was almost instantly hit by a wave of a cheesy scent, not an especially strong one, but one which were enough to slowly find its way towards the sniffer’s mind. The constant movement that the digits were giving weren’t helping either, their continuous wiggles wafted even more of the smell into the wolf’s nasal cavity, as the strong yet gentle pressure the soft toes were applying to the sensor were moistening it even more and imprinting the odour on the very leathery nose of the poor victim. He tried wiggling his face out of it, but it only had the inverse effect of filling more of it of the goddess’ sweat and warm smell, his face sinking in like quicksand due to the bonds still pushing hard, despite the resistance given by the submissive canine. He would have hastily used his hand to push against any surface he could to escape, but they were almost frozen in this position by Abriika’s powers.

“Ah… I really love a good snout between my toes, whiffing their divine smell~ She exclaimed while lightly blushing and scrunching her toes on the poor wolf’s sensitive muzzle. She kept drumming the sweaty toes around, making sure to not miss a spot of her personal sniffer’s asset. They have been through a tough day, you know?” She continued, squeezing ever harder, causing May’Ln to whine of discontent.

The left foot lifted up, leaving a stream of fresh air clear out her slave’s nose, before she tilted it almost horizontally, putting her foot flat on the wolf’s muzzle and rubbing the top of it from its tip to the point jointing the muzzle and the forehead in a back and forth motion, still trapping the black nose in the warm cave from before. It almost felt as if the travelling foot was transmitting the smell as good as the toes, with the warm and smooth sole cooling the cold nose bridge and welcoming it with its rebounded texture. The dripping sweat infiltrated his fur, soon soaking and dampening it for good, making it now impossible to escape getting the strong aroma out of his mind. May’Ln would have closed in eyes to not see the toes getting closer to his eyes before retreating and reproducing the same travel again, but at this point, even his eyes were controlled by Abriika, who had total control on his pupils. The joyful sorceress’ sole then lifted up to press on the wolf’s forehead, rubbing on it sideways, grabbing a fur tuft that extruded from the beast’s head and combing it to the left almost affectionately, before caressing the cheek of her foot pamperer, occasionally playing with more of the tufts that happened to get tangled between her toes.

“Sure a good footrest that you are…” Abriika complimented, definitely relaxed from the domination she was giving with the help of her feet.

The toe cave finally opened and gave a breath of fresh air to the wolf, who spent it to its whole potential as the deep inhales he was giving indicated. It wasn’t long before the foot was back in charge though, as Abriika planted the ball of her foot right to press on the slave’s muzzle, curling her flexible toes around the entire surface, deeply gritting on it as if she wanted to grab it. With the only strength of her foot, she forced the wolf’s head up to look at her eyes, which were giving him a sultry look.

“And a good licker too~” She said as May’Ln eyes widened, allowed to do so by Abriika cruelly lifting up her magic around the wolf’ eyes only to look at his terrified expression, as strings of magic surrounded his lips and forced his mouth to open under the planted sole.

He felt the aroma and damp nature of the sweaty surface entering his mouth through air alone, announcing their smelly presence inside his maw already and invading his taste buds of the salty taste they were holding. Finally, it happened. May’Ln felt the straps invading his mouth and rolling around his tongue, grabbing the muscle and slowly but helplessly driving it out towards their destination. May’Ln closed his eyes as the tongue finally pressed against the tender skin of Abriika’s creamy soles, instantly sending an unexpected shiver down his spine, one of pure shame and disgust. Just like he had felt when he had rubbed it, the sole’s texture wasn’t actually one to hate, in fact, the more sensitive nature of the tongue he was pressing the sole with was sinking into the surface like in a soft mattress, as he felt the salty and earthy taste of the sorceress’ sole transfer to the stuck out organ, which Abriika cheerfully wiped her foot on. The tongue felt the difference in relief of the travelling object, as it would relentlessly wipe up and down from her heels to the ball of her feet, making it discover the entire length of their meaty arches and wrinkles, allowing the specks of dirt and sweat to be gladly recovered inside of May’Ln’s maw, all the while soaking his face even more with the left foot that kept on rubbing around his face, exploring every bit of it, occasionally rubbing the back of his skull too. The wolf, unable to retreat his tongue, felt his mouth filling up with more and more of the godly pieces of dirt and drops of sweat delivered to him in a scrolling motion, while he felt the microscopic folds of the sole skin smother around his tongue, leaving a liquid trail of saliva along the entire surface. The two godly assets soon inverted, and an entire new set of unwanted traces and moistness to clean, cheered by the sorceress’ moans of pleasure as the feeling of the warm organ on her sensitive soles, despite making her giggle a bit as they would slightly tickle her, felt like a relaxing cleaning bath to her.

“You’re so good at this~” She added, while the wolf was cursing his current situation, forced to oblige to his master’s orders.

The forced licking continued for a few minutes, assuring that the creamy and buttery soles were getting thoroughly cleaned of any specks, as the soles would glisten under the basking orange light, reflecting against the saliva that has been delivered along the infinity of wrinkles that has gone through this forced cleaning process. There was still one thing left to clean, and both the worshipper and the worshipped knew that. Almost accepting the fatality, May’Ln didn’t move an inch when Abriika placed both of her feet together to press on his face and cuddle the soft surface, nurturing and playing with the wolf’s facial features for a moment. Then, the sorceress withdrew one of her silky textured feet and wiggled her toes in front of the defenceless wolf, who knew what was going to happen now.

“You know what comes next, don’t you? She kept spreading and scrunching her toes around, lowering her foot as May’Ln’s mouth level, who had now been closed as the magic had worn off in this area. I don’t have to force you anymore, do I?” She continued, poking the mouth extremity with her toes.

May’Ln abandoned for good, as it was no use trying to fight off anymore. He figured that his place was only to be at Abriika’s feet, and opened his mouth, ready for the awaiting digits to come in. The big toe entered first, as, gagging a bit at first as the sphere wiggled a place around his maw, May’Ln carefully welcomed it in before rolling his tongue around, only slightly phased by the amplified salty and buttery taste as it had already taken control of his taste buds by now. He found himself pleasantly surprised by the amplified softness of it though, as his tongue was drowning into the digit’s skin, feeling the in between toe area pushing against his lips, directly following the back and forth repeated motion of the entire foot. Overwhelmed by the tongue bath, Abriika was quick to moan louder and cover his slave with compliments while sequentially plucking each tasty toe in her worshipper’s mouth to get the same treatment, not before letting his tongue play around the intertoe area and meddle on it with his tongue. Abriika eventually forced multiple toes in the maw at the same time, scrunching and cupping them in order to make them fit inside the moist cave, where the slave could infiltrate the under toe area with his tongue and lap at the tip of the digits, feeling more and more of this moist sweat on his sensible organ. The intense worship continued for a few minutes, as May’Ln progressively calmed down and got more and more concentrated on his work with each toe, gently nurturing the new set of toes that invited themselves to get a good bath just like their prior twins, to the point of surprising Abriika with his sudden caring way of working his tongue on her admirable feet.

“Good, you finally know your place~ She told May’Ln while looking at him, scrunching her toes inside his mouth in appreciation.

The intense tongue bath was accompanied by the delicate left sole of Abriika starting to stroke May’Ln’s face again, drumming and rubbing her delicious toes against his skin. When the second set was finally clean, she withdrew her sole out of the mouth, letting a trail of saliva dripping from between the toe and the maw like a crumbling bridge, before splaying her toes around, as if admiring the new cleaned and worshipped look of her feet.

“Well… I’d say your… Rehabilitation is complete.” She said, admiring the result of May’Ln’s work more carefully by grouping her feet together and wiggling her toes in a sort of hypnotizing dance that the wolf actually blushed to, starting to realize the inherent beauty of the deity’s now glistening and blushing soles.

May’Ln had almost forgotten that he was actually strapped by Abriika’s magic, and felt his heart skip a beat when they forced him to bend down on the ground, his forearms supporting him while his back was facing up. He felt two weights suddenly apply on his spine, as Abriika had placed both of her feet on his back to use it as a footrest, as the pedestal had been retracted to the ground without the canine noticing. The sorceress yawned and stretched her legs forward on his new low table, gently caressing her foot support.

“I don’t think he’ll want to run away anymore”, Abriika thought, while looking at her new submissive pet with a cheeky smile.

THE END

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