Alice's Feet, Part 6
(Posted on Wednesday, October 11, 2001)
This story was submitted by votrechienfidele@yahoo.com.

To read the beginning, click Alice's Feet, Part 1.

Aunt Alice left to work, I came back to the house to start cleaning like she had ordered me. At 5 p.m. my aunt Alice returned home. Before she opened the door, I went on all fours and crawled to the garden, stopping near her car. She opened the door's car and said to me, "Donkey, my feet are tired. I want to ride you."

"Hi Han, Hi Han, I will be very happy my dear aunt. Hi Han, Hi Han," I brayed .

"I know that stupid donkey," she said firmly. She immediately put her little goddess buttocks on my back and rode me into the house. When we got to the hallway, I heard my aunt ask, "Donkey, have you cleaned the house well?"

"Hi Han, Hi Han, yes aunt Alice. Hi Han," I brayed.

"Okay, now show me donkey how much it is clean. Stick out your tongue and start licking my floor!" She commanded.

So I began licking the ground as my aunt rode me and ordered me around like a queen. "Okay, Hô Hich donkey. That's enough. Hich, proceed donkey. Hô Hich, yes donkey, lick here. Yes donkey, lick under the table. Hôôô Hich."

I licked the floor in the living room, the kitchen, in her bedroom and in her toilet. Finally, she ordered me to stop and she sat on the sofa crossing her legs.

"I see you have cleaned the house very well, but this doesn't mean that I forgive you. I have said my last word and I don't want you in my house, but I'll give you the chance to explain to me about your love. I give you permission to start talking, but without barking or braying, Okay?" She said.

"Aunt Alice, when I said I am in love with you, I didn't mean that I love you like a man who loves a women. When I am with you, I am not a man. I am not human, either. I'm an animal, your dog, your donkey. I love you like a dog loves his owner and the donkey his rider. My aunt, I love you like your shoes love your feet and like your doormat loves your soles. Please, I beg you, try to understand my feelings," I explained to her.

"Ummm, I see. You like to humilate yourself in front of me, right?" She asked.

"Yes, my aunt," I answered.

"Okay, I will take you definitively as an animal; not a human, and you will serve me like a slave. I think you're happy now, right?" She asked me.

"Oh, thank you aunt Alice. You are the kindest aunt in the world," I said as I took her shoe into my hand, kissing it with passion and love.

"Doggie, hey doggie stop kissing and listen to me. I am not finished yet. I will not accept you in my house anytime this week. You are grounded and you will stay out. Actually, there is a kennel outside in the garden, and if you want to be my dog, it's okay with me, but you will stay in that kennel. It's dog's house, right?" She asked.

"Ouaf, Ouaf," I barked.

"Okay, follow me doggie," my aunt ordered as she opened the door. She walked to the garden and I followed her on all fours, trying to be near her feet. When we got to the kennel placed in the corner of the garden, my aunt turned to me and ordered, "Okay, doggie. It's your house. Come on in right now."

I immediately crawled and entered the kennel. It was very small, but I was so happy as it was a dream come true. I am my aunt's dog and this is my place. From that kennel I can see only people's feet, including my aunt's gorgeous feet, and I must always lay on my belly.

Suddenly I heard her whistle. "Doggie, come out," she ordered.

I immediately stuck my head out of the kennel and placeed it on the ground in front of her feet.

"I think you need a collar and a leash like all dogs, right?" she asked.

"Ouaf, Ouaf," I barked.

"Okay, stay here," she said. Then she left.

After one hour, she returned with a dog's collar and a leash. She placed the collar around my neck and attached it to the end of the leash. The other end was attached to the kennel. Then she kicked my head and ordered me, "Go inside doggie. I don't want to see you right now."

I crawled into my kennel, very happy.

As if she was reading my mind, she asked, "Are you happy doggie, with all of this humiliation?"

"Ouaf, Ouaf," I barked from inside as I heard her laughing and going away.

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