It was pretty late into the night when my Goddesses decided to call it a day. I had had a pretty rough day which started out with Goddess Gita punishing me for not greeting her a proper welcome, then Goddess Padma joining in for an extensive whipping and humiliation by the mother-daughter duo, followed by the grueling Doggie Cart subjugation at the feet of all my eight Goddesses, the extremely degrading food mortification administered by Goddesses Kandi and Purnie and lastly, the cruel footgames where I struck out badly and was brutally lashed and tortured en masse. What a relief it was when my Goddesses at last prepared to go to bed!

The main bedroom adjacent to the "T" chamber is in one corner of the mansion, appropriately named the DOG POUND by my footmistresses, and the humongous bed uniquely shaped like a giant pizza wedge that can sleep as many as ten Goddesses with all their feet pointing toward the center at the base which is my abode while they slept! I am allowed to rest my head at their collective feet but must remain on my knees and sleep ever so lightly for, Goddess forbid, I'd be in serious trouble if I am "caught napping"! Not only that, I have to keep all their feet moist with periodic tonguing and have to engage in some heavy foot licking when they are about to arise for the day, thus ensuring them that I was not "sleeping on the job". Throughout, I must remain alert for the first of my Goddesses to wake up and be prepared to be at her beck and call to begin the new day.

Even my Goddesses must have tired from the day's activities and they slept almost till noon the next day. My entire body was smarting from the sustained physical abuse I had suffered through the day and I sneaked in a few winks of sleep without being caught! My Goddesses awoke quite refreshed after a good night's rest. While most of them got ready to step out for some chores, Goddesses Afsa and Pauletta had plans of their own and decided to stay behind rather than accompany the others out. Soon, when by themselves in the DOG POUND, they wasted no time dashing to the smaller cozier "love" room in the other corner of the mansion to indulge in some steamy lesbian love play. I was having a hard time trying not to watch them and keeping my eyes focused on their feet as usual. Up above me, I could sense the heavy petting and necking and french kissing and pussy licking going on, resulting in several orgasmic climaxes accompanied by sheer shrieks of joy and satisfaction. These two lesbians really knew how to turn it on and turn me on! In fact, they watched me getting hornier with their every move and decided to seduce me even further with their wily sexual prowess.

"Doggie, you're craving to lick our cum juices off our pussies, aren't you?" teased Afsa. Of course, I knew it is a cardinal sin to have my mouth or tongue or any part of me touching or even looking at their "forbidden fruit" and I licked their well shaped toes with greater gusto to take my mind off their seductively entwined bodies on the bed. Goddess Pauletta joined in the taunting: "What's the matter, you slobbering poodle? Wouldn't you love to have us sandwich your head between our legs?" I nervously sucked on her delectable toes harder, wondering if these two Goddesses were planning to manipulate me into succumbing to their wares. Slowly and deliberately, they began to pull their feet so close to their pussies with my lips planted on their toes that before I knew it, my face was dangerously close to their crotch and my nose delving in its aroma and my cheeks brushing against their pubic areas. Taking full advantage of my vulnerable position, Goddess Pauletta placed her feet in the back of my neck and pushed my face into Goddess Afsa's pussy, my mouth and tongue planted smack inside her!! Much as I tried to back off, Pauletta's feet pressed my neck hard to stay put. Goddess Afsa mockingly cried rape as Pauletta continued weighting my neck down with her feet. They were really relishing my impromptu forced seduction with great gusto and, much as I craved their pussies, I knew any such dastardly act was bound to draw the ire and wrath of my Goddesses for breaking one of their sacred Commandments.

Goddess Pauletta eased the pressure of her feet off my neck just as Goddess AnnJoan walked into the "love" room and saw me still crouched over Goddess Afsa's pussy. "Hello, ladies! I just returned and heard some moaning sounds in here so I came by to see what's going on. And why is doggie sprawled out in front of Afsa's crotch?" she queried. To which Goddess Pauletta replied with a flagrant lie: "Our little dogslave here has just broken one of the cardinal rules of sin and tasted our sweet juices while she and I were making love. I can't believe he has dared such a ghastly act!" Goddess Afsa chuckled and continued to fake her role as the wronged victim. She added to Pauletta's lies: "One minute he was licking my toes, the next thing I knew his mouth was all over my pussy!"

I did not even have a chance to back off the love couch where Afsa and Pauletta were lounging to welcome Goddess AnnJoan's entry into the room. No sooner had she heard the false accusations from Afsa and Pauletta than she grabbed the nearest flexicane she could find and started to whack me mercilessly not waiting or wanting to hear anything from me. I lay down flat at her feet while the cane swooshed down repeatedly on my prostrated body. Goddess Pauletta shoved her heels into my mouth and Goddess Afsa stabbed me with her stilettos in my asscheeks as Goddess AnnJoan placed her heel on my neck and marked me again and again with her harsh caning. In this posture, I could neither speak nor move under those cruel heels. When Goddess AnnJoan's wrath subsided a bit after innumerable whacks, she eased off the caning and I was permitted to crawl over to her waiting feet and lick them voraciously. At last, she quizzed me: " OK, you squirming worm, how dare you let your ugly face and your slimy tongue anywhere near your Goddesses' pussies?"

There was no way Goddesses Afsa or Pauletta were going to tell how that transpired and I doubted if Goddess AnnJoan was really interested in my explanation – her query was more of a rhetoric. Conniving as my Goddesses are, I shuddered at the possible consequence of this "act of crime" I am supposed to have committed. Just about then, my remaining Goddesses returned from their outing and could be heard entering the front door. AnnJoan requested Pauletta to go inform them of my "crime" and ask them all to gather for my "trial" immediately in the "T" room. My Goddesses so relished subjecting me to this mock procedure of "conducting my trial", they could not wait for any chance they got to put me through it.

Goddesses Afsa and AnnJoan prepared to lead me to my trial. Afsa got off the love couch and stood next to AnnJoan so I could alternately grovel at their feet. I offered my apology for a "crime" I was forced to commit by profusely licking their feet but to no avail. They mused at my prospects during the upcoming trial and how eagerly they looked forward to it. Goddess Afsa got vicarious pleasure in my discomfiture at not even being allowed to speak leave alone stating what really happened. Her seductive moves had gotten me into trouble before and she knew how susceptible I was to her voluptuous curves right down to her delicate yet delectable toes.

"You know, AnnJaon, I just remembered I haven't yet let this sex starved doggie have a good whipping from me!" With that, Goddess Afsa raised her cat-o-nine tailed whip and landed a flurry of lashes on my back while I desperately tried to keep alternating between sucking on her toes and licking AnnJoan's heels. She even had me then turn over on my back and lashed my groin and thighs as a reminder I am not to ever get a hard on or feel horny in their presence. AnnJoan finally reminded Afsa it was time to move on to the adjacent Humiliation Parlor where my trial would be conducted amidst all my Goddesses who were already amassed there to begin the farcical proceedings in earnest.

Goddess Afsa stopped the whipping and the cat-o-nine dangled from her hand near my face. She yanked the leash to signal me to get up on all fours and they both climbed aboard. A couple of hard kicks to my side got me started on the slow grueling crawl to the "T" chamber to face the music at my trial for a crime I was forced into committing but who'd ever believe the real story? I guess I'll be soon finding that out.