Custom clip, No name. (Part 2 to “Ex-GFs Foot Slave Contract”) I smirk at you - My humbled, trapped foot slave, kneeling before Me, head bowed. I’ve just told you that We’re extending your slave contract indefinitely. It had a clause that allowed Us to extend Our ownership over your entire being permanently, with no escape… I tease you with My soles as I explain your slave rules: you will only speak when commanded to. you will hold your head down when walking with Me. you are My property, I don't want to be ashamed of you. you'll address Us both as Master, always. If you do anything wrong, We will beat you. We hold all rights over you. you're Ours. Our property. Understood? Do you remember when *you* used to be My “boyfriend”? Hahaha! Did you ever think you'd become Mine & My boyfriend’s personal foot slave for life? I giggle excitedly to My new boyfriend, “I love Our new acquisition! We can do whatever We want with him, and if he refuses, We can whip him! Isn't it fun?! Shall We put a leash on him? Hahaha!" you’re coming to the mall with Us today, slave. you'll fetch movie tickets for your Owners, then sit at Our feet, waiting for Me to snap My fingers & demand you fetch Our beverages/snacks. I may drop a crumb on the floor, & command you in public: 'Eat it, puppy!' so everyone knows We own you! When We get home, I order you to take off your clothes. We want you stripped completely naked. We order you to put that collar back on. From now on, you’ll be naked & on a leash 24/7…