CollaredKid05
2nd Level Red Feather
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“Hey baby!”*
The pixi haired girl elated over the phone as her boyfriend of 3 years called her out of the blue. Truth be told the fact it was so unexpected made her nervous. Astera was nothing if not a creature of habit and it didn’t take long for her fears to be correct.
“O-oh... yea. No no. Yea I get you...”
Each passing sentence took a little bit more wind out of her 4”11 body until she felt positively deflated. It was happening. Out of nowhere she was hearing all the lines.
“You’ve been great.”
“It’s not you, it’s me.”
“I really want to do this in person.”
The writing was on the wall clear as day. They were threw. Aster couldn’t feel anything but astonished at just how sure he was in his tone. It felt as if even if she wanted to try to work things out the decision had been made already.*
In the coming days they would meet up in person to talk about things more in detail. Astera tried to get as much closure as she could, but in the end she knew she’d never be satisfied. There was nothing that fully answered every question she had, but in the end did they even matter? Answered or not her relationship was still over and she could either cry about it or be a big girl and prepare herself for the journey ahead.
“I just hope you don’t hate me and we can still... i don’t know..” He failed to find the words while trying to hold in more tears. Clearly this wasn’t easy for him either.
“I don’t know...” Astera repeated trying to fill in the dead air. “I don’t hate you.” She said comfortingly.
And she meant it, and he know she meant it. After a bit more time they separated and haven’t seen each other since. Left alone walking to her car Aster could only repeat the same thing again.
“I don’t hate you.” And she meant it.
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“Uuuuurrrgghhhhh I hate youuuu...”*
Aster sighed in exhaustion as she flopped her head down on her friend Zoey’s bed. She was still in her designer crop top and white button up, but had completely removed her pants. She only sprawled herself out in her black thong.
“You don’t need to talk to him about anything. Put the phone down and stop making excuses.” Aster only scowled at her friend’s basically true statement. Zoey, also relaxing in her own pink thong, who had been friends with her since high school, so if anyone got a pass it was her. Still, it didn’t mean she wouldn’t argue with the four eyed redhead.
“It’s NOT an excuse. He loved this character and now he’s gone from cult leader to Blue’s Clues, which I KNOW he’d love even more just from the lore stuff alone and-“ just then the smoke Zoey blew in Aster’s direction filled her lungs and caused her to start coughing up a storm.*
“You do know he just pretended to like that stuff for you right? And I’m here, more then willing to do the same for you. So why not just show me and get your kicks that way? I get to learn, you don’t feel guilty later, win win.” Zoey raised the point as she bit her lip. The weed had been starting to hit her, making her body rock in pleasure that couldn’t help making her toes curl.
“U-uuurgh....”
Aster sat up holding her chest if only to get her boobs to stop shaking as she coughed. It was a site her bbf was all too amused to see. The Hippy and the Trust-fund Princess had a history of playing together so they were able to appreciate each other’s bodies.
“Come on. At least get over here for your hit.” The ginger shook the bong and Aster crawled over to light up and suck.
“Good girl.~” Zoey cheered condescendingly to the rotating eyes of the soon to be inebriated short stack. She continued to let her mind drift from the pleaser and she continued to curl her toes, eliciting another moan. “Oh by the way. Thanks for chilling with me while I’m at work.<3”
“No problem hun.” Aster blew out her smoke in the direction of the bound stud kneeling at the foot of Zoey’s bed. It hit and disbursed over the black face guard she had placed over his head, effectively blinding the guy. The guard left his mouth and chin still visible,like a bdsm batman.*
She always enjoyed coming over watching her friend work over the cute boys who payed her for a fun filled time of domination. Astera felt she remembered this one by the way his thighs shook while Zoey played her perfect feet over his decent sized cock. The hippy dominatrix tickled her toes under the head of his member, almost turning the slaves body to a vibrator with how they shook. Oh yea, she remembered him.
“Hiiii Travis. Zoe still keeping you ‘under foot’? Hehe!” Astera said in her best “good girl” voice, earning another moan and wiggle from the helpless sub.
“U-ugh! H-hi Aster! It’s a pleasure.” He was able to get out before Zoey placed her toes on his mouth, the universal sign she wanted her feet worshiped, to which he got to work. Aster just watched, grinning, biter her lower lip, letting herself be taken away by the moment.
Zoey meanwhile decided no one was safe and began to softly pet her friends perfect ass, earning a few giggles from the raven haired girl.*
“Why not have a try for yourself? I’m sure you have some frustration you’d want to work off. Hey Travis, have I ever told you how fucking beautiful Aster’s feet are? Those sexy toes, those high arches, you’d probably go crazy!” As the red head kept talking she moved her one foot faster over the slaves cock, which in turn gave him a lot more vigor while sucking her toes. “Not to mention it’s been so long since she’s probably dominated another guy.~”
“ZOEY!” Aster’s face blared red. “Shut up! Travis, don’t let her get to you, my perfect fucking feet aside, just enjoy yourself.” She couldn’t help but at least twist the knife in a little for the bound stud all while Zoey pouted.
“Oh come on. It’s been three months and your 24. Don’t go all voluntary celibate on me now!” *The dom gave Aster’s ass a good smack and watched as it jiggled.
She yelped at the moment of pain and bit her lip harder. “Fuck uuuurgooff!... You know I only do that stuff with people I care about.”
“You do it with me.” Zoey object.”
“Take the compliment.”
“Regardless you really do need to cut loose and have fun” Zoey never stopped her foot work/worship all the while giving this little pep talk. “You you’ve been in relationships since preschool Aster. You have to spend time by yourself.”
“..... not since pre school.” Aster pouted.
“You told me. Mark Gully. He had gummy bears for a snack and you were a hoe even back then.” An awkward silence fell over the room as Aster was only left with her mouth open at her friend’s checkmate.
“.... d-do you guys like... need a minute?” Travis tried to ask threw the toes in her mouth and teasing sensations in his crotch.
“SUCK. NOW.” Zoey didn’t take her eyes off her friend, only pointing sternly down to her foot to which he should already be occupied with. Travis was able to only see faintly but he didn’t need to from the sound of his mistress’s tone.
Aster tried to think clearly, but the drugs were making her train of thought do a K turn. Her eyes darted around trying to think of a retort but none appeared.
“... and playing with Travis right now is going to help me some how?” She said, her tone clear. She was giving up and giving in.
“Sit down, shut up, enjoy your life and what it gives you right now, and get your feet worshiped. Travis” The ginger yanked her foot away from Travis who was more then on board with inherit life lesson and how it would be taught.*
“Wait uh what was that last one?” Aster’s eyes opened wide as she saw Zoey’s sub leaning forward to her already naked feet. Meanwhile Zoey put her arms on her hesitant friends shoulders making sure she wouldn’t be able to weasel her way out of having fun.
“N-no no Travis. TRAvis. You don’t have to do every thing she SEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA!!!!” Astera’s body reacted just as she knew it would. As soon as she felt Travis’ playful tongue ran across the center of her left foot she felt it all throughout her body. It made her nipples harder then trying to come up with something to say now that the entire room was looking at her. Travis was the first one to react.
“Oh god! I’m sorry! I didn’t mean to hurt you! AH SHIT DON’T PADDLE ME AGAIN!” But while he begged Zoey was was thinking. She couldn’t believe it. From all the times they fooled around she’d NEVER played with Astera’s feet.*
“Oh. My. God.*
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