From Boyfreind To Girlfreind Family Slave A New Chapter of Femdom story (part-five)

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A few weeks later, a new twist was about to unfold in Tanvi’s luxury Mumbai apartment. The slaves—Sumit, Priyansh, Rajesh, and Vikash—were now completely broken. From morning until night, their lives revolved solely around serving Tanvi. In the mornings, Priyansh would perform feet worship—licking her soles, sucking her toes, and keeping her sweaty socks in his mouth. Every evening after her gym session, Rajesh would clean Tanvi’s ass with his tongue and sniff her farts as if they were the very air he needed to breathe. Vikash was the full-body sweat licker—licking everything from her armpits to her thighs, swallowing every drop. And Sumit was the ultimate toilet slave—pussy cleaning, discharge drinking, morning piss, everything. Every day, Tanvi would taunt them: "You poor village servants have now become permanent dogs for my body. You're enjoying this, aren't you, low-life losers? Hahaha!"

One morning, Tanvi was lying on her bed, her perfectly toned body glowing against the silk sheets. The slaves were kneeling on the floor, waiting for orders. Tanvi picked up her phone and smiled. "There’s a surprise today, you dogs. My family is coming from the village—my elder sister-in-law Kavita, my younger sister-in-law Pooja, and my sister Ritu. They manage the village haveli where you all used to work as servants. Now I’m going to show them how epic your upgrade has been—in the village, you cleaned shoes, cars, and floors; now you clean the body parts of rich goddesses with your tongues. Hahaha! Prepare yourselves, slaves. Zero mistakes in their service today, or the punishment will be so brutal you’ll die crying."

A wave of fear ran through the slaves. Priyansh said tearfully, "Ma'am... please, wearing these naked collars in front of your family... it’s so shameful." Tanvi struck his cheek hard. "Shame? I crushed your shame under my heels long ago. Now shut up and clean the floor with your tongue, dog!"

In the evening, the doorbell rang. Tanvi opened the door and welcomed her family—Kavita (the elder sister-in-law, slightly chubby but strongly built, around age 32, wearing a sleeveless salwar suit and traditional golden juttis, looking like an apsara with her curvy figure and confident walk); Pooja (the younger sister-in-law, 28, slim and beautiful, wearing a red saree that highlighted her curves and shiny high-heel sandals); and Ritu (Tanvi’s sister, 22, with a modern look—tight jeans and a crop top, and white sports shoes slightly dirty with dust).

As the three walked into the living room, their mouths dropped open in shock. They saw four naked slaves kneeling on the floor wearing collars (Priyansh: FOOT SLAVE, Rajesh: ASS CLEANER, Vikash: SWEAT DRINKER, Sumit: FULL TOILET). "you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com"

Kavita exclaimed, eyes wide, "Arre Tanvi! What is this? These are the servants from our haveli in the village—Sumit, Priyansh, Rajesh, Vikash! How did they get here? And in this state? Naked, in collars, on their knees? What is this nonsense?"

Pooja covered her mouth with her hand. "Yes sister, these people work at our haveli, don't they? Priyansh cleans our shoes every day, Rajesh washes and polishes the cars, Vikash does the sweeping and mopping, and Sumit does miscellaneous work. How are they here in Mumbai in Tanvi's apartment? And they look so pathetic!"

Ritu, shocked but starting to laugh, said, "Di, these guys? So far from the village? And these collars—foot slave, ass cleaner? What’s going on here?"

Tanvi’s laughter echoed through the room. She sat on the sofa and signaled the slaves to stay on the floor. "Arre, sisters-in-law and sister, don’t be shocked. These people are now my personal slaves as well as haveli servants—my slave dogs! Their life now has only one purpose: to serve me like slave dogs and follow every order without question. Look, these losers from poor backgrounds used to work on our property, but now they’ve become property for my body. Every day they lick my feet, clean my ass with their tongues, drink my sweat, sniff my farts, drink my discharge, and drink my piss—everything! Their dignity, respect, and future are all in my control. One mistake, and I’ll make their videos viral and ruin their families. Hahaha! Isn't it fun seeing their faces? Priyansh, who used to clean your juttis with a brush at the haveli, now licks my soles with his tongue. Rajesh, who polished the Lamborghini, now polishes my hips with his tongue. Vikash, the mopper, now mops my body with his tongue. And Sumit, my premium toilet paper and drinker. They’ve all been crushed under me like flies in the dirt. Now laugh at them, because they are here for our entertainment—pathetic, worthless, permanent dogs!"

Kavita, Pooja, and Ritu moved from shock to smiling, and then burst into loud laughter. Kavita said, "Wow Tanvi, you’ve completely broken these servants! They were workers, now personal slaves? How humiliating for them!" Pooja laughed, "Yes, they were so obedient at our haveli, and now they sit here naked. What a joy to see!" Ritu took out her phone for a photo. "Di, this is epic! Now we will enjoy their service too."

The three sat comfortably on the sofas. The four slaves remained kneeling on the floor, heads bowed, red with shame. Tanvi shouted an order: "Don't you understand? How do you welcome someone when they come home? Remember, as long as these three are here, they are all your Mistresses! If you fail to please even one Mistress with your service, everyone will be punished—I will trample you one by one with heels, suffocate you with farts, drown you in spit, and go viral with the videos! You are pathetic low-life dogs who have crawled here to fall at my feet. Your place is only beneath our feet, like dust. Every day you swallow my waste; now you will swallow theirs too. One mistake and I'll tell your whole families that you've become toilet slaves for rich goddesses. Don't laugh, don't cry—just serve like trained dogs! Priyansh, you who cleaned juttis in the village, will now clean their juttis with your tongue. Rajesh, with your strong body, will now bear their weight like human furniture. Vikash, the shy boy, will drink their sweat. Sumit, you’re a pro—you’ll be their full toilet. Now get up and start serving, worthless slaves! If the Mistresses aren't happy, for punishment, I'll pour morning piss into your mouths and make a video titled 'Poor Family Slaves Drink Goddess Piss Together'!"

The slaves trembled with fear, tears flowing. Tanvi taunted further, "Look at them, so cowardly. They worked respectfully as servants at the haveli, and now they worship our bodies naked on their knees. How low have you fallen? Hahaha! Now get to work quickly, or your punishment will be something you'll remember for a lifetime—I'll tie you in chains on the balcony, naked, and play the videos in the village on loudspeakers. One mistake and I'll dig my heels into your balls, pump farts directly into your noses non-stop, and fill your mouths with spit. You are my property—body, mind, soul, and dignity all ruined. Serve like dogs, and say thank you after every humiliation. Now start!""you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com"

The four slaves began to crawl, weeping. First, they went to Tanvi’s elder sister-in-law, Kavita. Kavita sat on the sofa, her chubby but strong body glowing in her sleeveless suit, her feet in golden juttis that were a bit dusty from travel. She watched them with a smile. Tanvi shouted, "Show the Bhabhi your worth! Tell her what your status is in front of her, how you can never forget it, and how you will always serve her. Speak quickly, you dogs! Your worth is only under her juttis, like a fly. You are poor, weak servants; now become her personal dogs. Speak one by one, with hands folded and heads bowed. If you make a mistake, the punishment doubles!"

The four slaves, with folded hands, began while kneeling.

Priyansh: "Bhabhi Ma'am, my worth before you is only that of a dog who cleaned your juttis with a brush at the haveli. Now I am your personal foot slave. I will never forget your status because you are a rich goddess and I am a poor loser. I will always serve you—I will lick your juttis with my tongue, massage your soles, and drink your sweat. Please keep me as your slave; I deserve to stay beneath you."

Rajesh: "Bhabhi Ma'am, my worth before you is zero, like the servant who washed your cars in the village. Now I am your ass cleaner. I will never forget your status because you are strong and dominant, and I am weak and cowardly. I will always serve—polish your hips with my tongue, sniff your farts, and bear your weight like furniture. Crush me under your heels; I deserve only this."

Vikash: "Bhabhi Ma'am, my worth before you is like dirt—the one who swept and mopped in the village. Now I am a sweat drinker. I can never forget your status because you are beautiful and powerful, and I am a shy, weak boy. I will always serve—drink your sweat drop by drop and mop your body with my tongue until every corner is clean. Please punish me if I fail; I am your permanent pet."

Sumit: "Bhabhi Ma'am, my worth before you is nothing; I have risen from the village only to become your toilet slave. I will never forget your status because you are my Mistress and I am a pathetic full toilet. I will serve—drink your discharge, drink your piss, clean your pussy, everything. Feed me your waste; I deserve this low life."

Everyone on the sofa was laughing. Kavita laughed loudly and said, "Wow Tanvi, you’ve trained these slaves very well! They look so obedient and humiliated. They were servants in the village; now they are stating their true worth. This is fun!"

Now the four slaves set to work on Kavita’s feet. Two slaves on the right foot—Sumit and Priyansh—and two on the left—Rajesh and Vikash. First, they cleaned Kavita’s golden juttis. Sumit and Priyansh picked up the right jutti; it was covered in dust, and the inner sole had some sweat from her long travel. Sumit licked the outside first—rubbing his tongue over the leather, licking and swallowing the dust and dirt. "The taste is just like the dirt of the earth, Ma'am," he said, crying. Priyansh licked the sides, running his tongue over the edges and straps. "Your jutti is so divine, Bhabhi Ma'am; I am cleaning it just like I did with a brush in the village, but now with my tongue." Kavita laughed, "Yes dog, in the village it was a brush, now it’s a tongue—what a low upgrade for you! Lick harder, go all the way inside!"

Rajesh and Vikash were on the left jutti. Rajesh licked the bottom sole, which was full of dust, licking it clean; the taste was sour and earthy. "Bhabhi Ma'am, this is my punishment; I used to wash your cars, now I wash your juttis." Vikash licked the inner sole; the sweat and smell were strong, and he was gagging but continued. Kavita taunted, "Look how weak the strong Rajesh looks licking a jutti. And Vikash, the sweeper, now mops juttis with his tongue. Hahaha! Clean it inside, outside, top, and bottom—if a spot is missed, punishment!"

They cleaned the juttis in full detail—shining the outer leather with spit, cleaning the inner sole by drinking the sweat, and licking the straps and buckles until they polished the soles by swallowing the dirt. The juttis now shone like new. Kavita looked and said, "Good slaves, now my feet—soles, toes, everything."

On the right foot, Sumit and Priyansh: Sumit licked the sole. Kavita’s foot was slightly chubby, the sole soft but sweaty, the taste salty and sour. He moved his tongue in circles, swallowing dead skin flakes. Priyansh sucked her toes one by one, cleaning the grime between them with his tongue. "Bhabhi Ma'am, your sweat is my nectar," Priyansh said with shame. Kavita moaned, "Wow foot slave, you cleaned juttis in the village, now the foot—lick harder, feel my weight on your mouth!"

On the left foot, Rajesh and Vikash: Rajesh licked the heel, pressing his tongue under the sole, drinking the sweat. Vikash licked between the toes, coughing from the strong smell. Kavita pressed her foot down, "Ass cleaner Rajesh, now a foot cleaner too? Sweat drinker Vikash, drink it all! You are so pathetic, all four of you cleaning one pair of feet. Hahaha!"

The scene was so detailed that the sound of licking came from the slaves' mouths; Kavita’s feet were now spotless and glistening with saliva. She laughed non-stop, "Your tongues are so useful now; you worked with your hands in the village, now with your mouths. Low-life dogs!"

Next, the four slaves moved to Tanvi’s younger sister-in-law, Pooja. Pooja sat in her saree, her feet in shiny high-heel sandals, which were dusty from travel. Tanvi ordered, "Now tell her your status with folded hands, dogs!"

Priyansh: "Pooja Bhabhi Ma'am, my worth before you is only that of dust, a servant at the haveli. Now a foot slave, I will never forget your status because you are a beautiful goddess. I will serve—lick your heels, lick your soles, suck your toes, and drink from your sweaty socks if there are any."

Rajesh: "Ma'am, my worth is zero, a car washer. Now an ass cleaner; you are strong, I am weak. Service—clean your hips, inhale your farts, and be furniture for you."

Vikash: "Bhabhi Ma'am, my worth is like dirt, a sweeper. Now a sweat drinker, my service—drink your sweat, lick your body, swallow every drop."

Sumit: "Ma'am, no worth, a toilet slave. Service—drink your piss, clean your discharge, worship your pussy, all for you.""you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com"

Pooja laughed, "Wow, so well trained! Now start with the heels."

The four cleaned the heels—Sumit and Priyansh on the right heel: Sumit licked the outer leather, making it shiny and swallowing the dust. Priyansh licked the inner sole; the travel sweat was strong, but he licked it clean. Pooja said, "Lick harder, dog! A respectful servant in the village, now pathetic licking heels."

Rajesh and Vikash on the left heel: Rajesh on the bottom strap, Vikash on the top buckle. Inside, outside, top, bottom—the heels were now shining. Pooja taunted, "Ass cleaner is now a heel cleaner? Sweat drinker is drinking the sweat from inside? Hahaha!"

Then the feet: On the right, Sumit and Priyansh—licking the sole, sucking toes, cleaning the grime between. The taste was sour sweat. Pooja moaned, "Good slaves, move your tongues in circles, feel my divine taste." On the left, Rajesh and Vikash—pressing the heel, cleaning the sole, licking the toes. Pooja pressed down, "Lick deep, swallow it all! How humiliating for you, four of you cleaning one sister-in-law's feet."

The scene was detailed: every lick was slow, the slaves' tears were falling, and Pooja was laughing. "Your tongue is now my personal cleaner; this is the upgrade from the village!"

Finally, the four went to Tanvi’s sister, Ritu. Ritu was in jeans and a top, her white sports shoes dirty with dust, the inner soles black with sweat. They folded their hands and stated their worth.

Priyansh: "Ritu Ma'am, the worth of a dog, a village servant. Service—clean shoes, lick feet, chew socks, massage soles, drink sweat, follow every order.""you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com"

Rajesh: "Ma'am, zero worth, car washer. Service—clean your ass, sniff farts, bear your weight, bear your heels digging in, all for you."

Vikash: "Worth like dirt, a sweeper. Service—drink sweat, lick armpits, clean thighs, drink drop by drop."

Sumit: "Worth nothing, toilet slave. Service—drink piss, swallow discharge, clean pussy and ass, full worship."

Ritu laughed, "Epic! Now clean the shoes."

The four cleaned the shoes—Sumit and Priyansh on the right shoe: Sumit licked the outer white part, licking away the dirt to make it white again. Priyansh licked the inner sole; the black sweat made him gag, but he cleaned it. Ritu said, "Look how hard this foot slave is licking; it was juttis in the village, now sports shoes. Harder, dog! Enjoy the taste; it’s my gym sweat."

Rajesh and Vikash on the left shoe: Rajesh on the bottom sole, turning dirty to clean. Vikash on the side laces. All around—inside, outside, top, bottom—the shoes were now white as new. Ritu taunted, "Strong Rajesh is now a shoe cleaner? Weak Vikash is drinking sweat? Hahaha! Go deep with your tongue, make the black part of the sole white!""you read this femdom story on www.indianfemdomstories.com"

Then she took off her socks—sweaty white socks. The four took turns chewing and licking them. Priyansh chewed first, drinking the sweat: "Ma'am, it's tasty." Rajesh licked, Vikash chewed, Sumit sucked them fully. Ritu laughed, "Chewing socks like food? How low are you guys!"

Then the feet: On the right, Sumit and Priyansh—licking the sole, sucking the toes, cleaning them with moisture. The taste was heavy sweat. Ritu moaned, "Deep circles, feel my smell!" On the left, Rajesh and Vikash—licking the heel, licking the sole, cleaning between the toes. Ritu taunted, "Ass cleaner is now a foot cleaner? Sweat drinker, drink it all! Hahaha! My feet fit perfectly in your mouths, slaves!"

The scene was fully detailed: every part was licked slowly, the humiliation was continuous, the slaves were broken, and Ritu was enjoying the power. This session lasted for hours; the three Mistresses were laughing, and the slaves were exhausted. Tanvi said, "This is just the beginning; now the intensity will increase every day!"