Chapter 36 of The Deal
A while later, Roman had diligently cleaned for hours at his mother's behest. When she inspected his work, her face softened with a warm smile.
"You did a great job. I'm so proud of you. You've surely learned a lot from Petra. You're better off here with me, of course. I'm delighted that you can finally live the way you've always wanted to."
He knelt before her, hands outstretched, and she stepped on them.
"This position is rather endearing. I'm becoming accustomed to your deference. It doesn't feel strange to me anymore; in fact, I find it flattering. Additionally, it's quite helpful and enjoyable for me. Plus, I find it incredibly satisfying when you look after my feet. I never thought how soothing it is to have them tenderly and persistently licked."
Suddenly, she checked her watch.
"Oh, it seems we ran out of time for you to tend to my feet like promised. I'm sorry. Between everything else you had to do, there wasn't time left for my footwear, either. I'll make it up to you next time."
Roman obliged instantly and thanked her as usual. With folded arms, his mother leaned over and let him kiss her feet for several minutes.
"You're welcome. I'll do my best to make you happy in any way I can. You can always rely on me. You know I love you, even if I will likely just treat you as my slave."
Meanwhile, at Bella's apartment, the doorbell rang. She had returned from work earlier than expected to complete some work on her laptop at home. To her surprise, Lisa stood in front of her door, who'd been complaining about their lack of time together and Bella's brief responses to her messages.
Lisa apologized profusely and explained her hectic work life, promising to do better. When Lisa's spirits seemed to lift, Bella took the opportunity to inform her gently about Roman's situation.
Totally bewildered, Lisa stared curiously. "So you want to share Roman with your mother now? I thought we'd keep him together as our slave?"
Struck by her emotional outburst, Bella tried to justify her decision, but Lisa was not amenable. Confused and hurting, she expressed herself.
"Do you still not comprehend? I couldn't care less about Roman. All that matters to me is you. I've been thinking a lot about you these past few weeks, and I was so eager to keep your brother as our shared servant, possibly..."
As Bella embraced the distraught blonde, Lisa, out of the blue, kissed her. Stunned, Bella pushed her away.
"Lisa, what are you doing?"
Rattled by her own actions, Lisa blushed and repeated her apologies.
"Please forgive me! I didn't mean to do that! It just happened!"
When Bella remained speechless, Lisa grew increasingly agitated.
"Please Bella, forgive me! I promise it won't happen again. I'm so sorry, but to me, you've meant more than just a friend for a long time. I can't stop thinking about you. I don't know what's wrong with me either. Please, let's remain friends. I'll do anything for you. It's up to you to say so."
When her friend remained unresponsive, Lisa sank to her knees in desperation.
Automatically, Bella took a step back. After an eternity of silence, she smiled reassuringly at her kneeling friend.
"It's okay. I'm not angry with you. However, I need some time to process this."
Relieved, Lisa expressed her gratitude and was about to stand up when she smiled sweetly at Bella once more.
"I'm famished. Why don't you make me something to eat? I've been working all day, so I barely ate anything."
Stunned, Bella looked up at her. She hadn't expected this reaction. Uneasy and hesitant, she rose.
"Sure. I'll make you something to eat. What would you like?"
In a variety of ways, the paraphrased text reiterates the regard and affection shared between the characters, Roman and his mother, and Bella and Lisa. Although Lisa's emotional response is slightly different, the intentions and outcomes are more or less the same. The element of surprise from the kiss is emphasized, as well as the eagerness to continue their friendship, even after sharing the shocking news about Roman.
The dark-haired woman grinned. "Surprise me. I'm sure you know what I like. In the meantime, I'll be in my study. Bring me dinner when it's ready. Until then, please don't disturb me."
Motionless, Lisa glanced at her. "Yes Bella. As you wish."
As Roman headed to Lady Petra, fatigue and bewilderment from the day's events increasingly made him think less and less. Even though he had no idea what this supposed competition for him would mean for his future, he consciously gave up opposing the women who ruled over him.
Yet he couldn't help but feel ashamed of his submissiveness and powerlessness. So, in this moment, he decided to take a small break from his life and treat himself to a drink. Since he had found some change while tidying, he made a detour to the bar he'd been to before.
Shortly after stepping inside, Roman flinched at Lexi's friendly smile. The attractive waitress who'd given him her number last time had completely slipped his mind. Perhaps not entirely. Perhaps she was the reason he'd come back now. Roman wasn't sure.
Minutes later, the tattooed lady served him a beer, grinning knowingly.
"You didn't call. Too bad for you."
But since he just stared at the table guiltily, she moved away, shaking her head. It was probably his conscience that made him finish his beer quickly, pay, and leave the bar to return to his mistress faster. However, he hadn't walked far before Lexi sat down next to him.
"Wait a second! What's your problem? Did I upset you or why are you such a jerk? I was nice to you, after all. I understand if you're not interested, but ignoring me like an idiot is really unacceptable."
Shaken, Roman apologized. When he started to cry, she took his hand sympathetically.
"Hey, I didn't mean that. Are you not feeling well? You look so sad. Can I help you?"
They walked a few steps together, and after asking a few questions, Roman told a random person his story from the past few months in a nutshell. He blabbed without thinking. Lexi listened carefully, then shook her head in disbelief.
"Are you serious? You're joking, right?"
Astonished, he closed his eyes briefly. "I am submissive."
He couldn't believe he'd said that. He opened his eyes again. Why was he sharing these intimate details with a stranger? Was it good for him to get it off his chest, or was he attracted by the caring nature of the red-haired lady? Roman wasn't sure.
Surprised by his candor, Lexi seemed to be pondering. She nodded. "I'm beginning to understand. This woman is using your sexual desires to control you. She should be ashamed of herself. But that your mother and sister also want to keep you as a servant is incredible. Do they really think they're helping you by doing this?"
Enraged, the long-haired woman shook her head several times, and Roman realized what he'd just done and the potential consequences of this conversation with Lexi. He seemed desperate, almost pleading, and looked at the tattooed woman imploringly. "I'm sorry. It was a mistake. Please forget everything I said. I have to go now. Please forgive me if I offended you."
Lexi silenced before Roman had already turned the corner and faded into the growing darkness.
Nervously, Lisa served her friend Bella her meal, which she'd arranged carefully on a tray. Bella thanked her briefly after eating, still working on her laptop and not paying attention to her blonde buddy.
Slightly timidly, she asked Lady Bella if there was anything else she could do for her. Bella smiled at her. "Of course, there is something I'd like, but I can't possibly ask you to do that."
Trusting her, the blonde lady reassured her that it was fine. She'd just have to tell her.
Pleased, Bella smiled. "As you wish. I'd die for a good foot massage right now. Unfortunately, my brother isn't here. So, could you give my aching feet some relief? I'd be very grateful."
Since Lisa probably hadn't expected this request, she hesitated. Bella switched her attention back to her laptop. "Well, they say good things come in small packages."
"Apologies to you, Lisa. I overstepped my boundaries. Undoubtedly, if you don't want to do it, it's understandable. I still have plenty of work on my plate. Hence, I request you to leave here and then, whenever I have some time, I'll return your call."
The calmer tone couldn't make Lisa any less anxious. Apart from the possibility that Bella could be teasing her, she felt an undeniable attraction.
Sweating, she blurted out her assent.
"No problem. I'll be delighted to oblige you."
Overjoyed, Bella tenderly touched her face, making Lisa feel all goosebumps.
"You're so kind. Thank you for that, Lisa. I truly appreciate it. You can begin right now. You can clean the kitchen afterwards. Get going. What are you waiting for?"
A bit reluctant due to her uncertainty, Lisa peeked under the table while Bella grinned and gestured with her feet, showing her anticipation. However, the blonde girl didn't argue further over the act and instead crawled under Bella's desk and knelt there close to her feet.
Satisfied, Bella then returned to her work, while her friend continued to massage her feet under the table. Nearly half an hour later and pleased with her foot massage, Bella thanked the blonde and motioned for her to stand up.
"Thank you so much, Lisa. You indeed have great potential and a soothing skill. It felt really wonderful."
With a hint of pride, the blonde lady prepared to leave. However, Bella then grabbed her hand, offering a captivating look, and suddenly declared, "Why don't you stay longer? Why don't you enjoy staying here? We could watch another film, and maybe you'll give me another massage, and I do mean beyond my feet."
Taken aback, Lisa approached the verge of stuttering out of excitement. "Yes, I'd love to, Bella."
When Roman arrived at Lady Petra's house, he was exhausted, having crossed the threshold an hour late. With a premonition, he unlocked and closed the door, unsure of the consequences. He took off his clothes, equipped with his collar, which he'd been wearing at that lady's home for some days.
Only now did he notice that his strict mistress wasn't even home. With a bit of relief, he would've immediately laid out tasks for himself since she'd be furious if she found the house unkempt.
Well-trained and diligent, he expelled the dirt and disorder that the lovely mistress had left in her absence. After two hours of diligent housekeeping, while he was sorting her laundry for the washing machine and ironing, Silke appeared before him. Instantly, he went down on his knees before her.
"Hello Roman, nice to see you back," Silke greeted him kindly. "By the way, my mother is having dinner with Tara. So, you shouldn't fretting over her."
A smirking Silke was about to depart when she halted and turned around. "On a hunch, I think Tara is up to something. Be extra careful, if you catch my drift. My mother had made some strange innuendos before she left the house."
Taken aback by the rebuke, he was thanking his dear friend when the front door opened, and Petra strolled in. In a cheerful and slightly buzzed mood, she greeted him and ordered him to his knees, though she told him he no longer had to kneel before her.
"So, have you been working here diligently?" she enquired. "As I said before, I can't imagine life without you."
The alluring woman laughed, taking out of a paper bag and serving the contents at his feet.
"You must be hungry. I brought your leftovers. Doesn't that sound thoughtful of me? Now you can sample the scrumptious eats that I've gorged on tonight."
Smiling, she crumpled the bag and used her foot to grind everything into a messy slurry.
"Go on; eat it from the floor! When that's done, you can lick my shoes, clean this floor, and complete the rest of your chores. I'm preparing for bed and would appreciate uninterrupted rest. So, I'll see you when I wake, and don't forget to clean my bathroom."
Surprised, she realized Silke had been standing there watching her.
"Oh, Silke, I'm so sorry I didn't notice you. What were you saying?"
A tad annoyed, Silke smiled. "A simple apology will do. But isn't it excessive, throwing his food on the floor and trashing it with your tainted shoes?"
Her mother, looking lovely with a giggle, said, "You're aware he enjoys licking dirt from my shoes, right? So it's a delightful experience for him when his meals have rubbed against the soles of my shoes."
Amused, she took off her high heels and tossed them in Roman's direction as he was already munching on her leftovers from the floor.
"Check out how much he appreciates it!"
Turning away in horror, Silke declared, "Mom, I wanted to quickly chat with you regarding my recent move to a new apartment. "
Her mother showed affection, planting a kiss on her girl's brow.
"Let's discuss this later, darling. I'm swamped right now, and I'm also worn out. In addition, Tara proposed another offer for Roman. I can't believe how high she'll offer for him!"
The attractive student fainted, staring silently at her mom. "You're not suggesting to sell him, are you? Roman is still a human, not a possession or an animal!"
But her mother refused to debate. "I'm too worn out to argue. We'll talk about it tomorrow."
Meanwhile, as Roman's owner began shedding her clothes on her way to the bathroom and disregarded them by merely letting them drop to the floor, Silke and Roman gave each other a sudden, stunned glance. paraphrased story
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