The cozy and dimly lit living room of Saj’s home was filled with the sound of laughter and playful banter. Saj, Majo, and her two nieces, Lila and Zara, lounged on the couch, their feet propped up on the coffee table. Saj’s son, Kavi, entered the room, and the women exchanged knowing glances.
Saj gave a sly smile and said, “Kavi, dear, why don’t you come over here and give your auntie’s feet a little rub?”
Kavi hesitantly approached, and Lila teased, “Aw, look at him, he’s so scared of our stinky feet!”
Saj playfully scolded Lila, “Now, now, no need to be rude. Kavi, come on, don’t be shy. You know you love the smell of our feet.”
Kavi, with a resigned expression, began to massage Saj’s feet. Majo chipped in, “Kavi, don’t forget about mine! I’ve been on my feet all day.”
Kavi switches to Majo’s feet, and Zara added, “And mine too, don’t neglect your cousin’s feet!”
Kavi began to handgag himself with his own shirt, trying to block out the smell of the women’s feet. Saj noticed and laughed, “Kavi, what are you doing? You’re going to ruin your shirt!”
Majo suggested, “Why don’t we make it more interesting? Let’s feed Kavi from our feet. He can’t use his hands.”
The women eagerly agreed and placed various snacks on their feet. Kavi was forced to eat from their feet, trying not to gag.
Saj teased, “Kavi, you’re such a good boy. Eating from your mommy’s feet like that.”
Kavi rolled his eyes, but continued to eat. Lila said, “This is so much fun! We should do this more often.”
Zara added, “Yeah, it’s a great way to assert our dominance over the men in the family.”
Majo nodded in agreement, “Absolutely. We are the queens of this household, and they are our loyal subjects.”
Saj smiled, “I couldn’t agree more. Now, Kavi, finish up. We have more foot-related activities planned for you.”
The chapter ends with Kavi, handgagged and exhausted, looking up at the women with a mix of frustration and amusement. He couldn’t believe the footbinding festivities he was being subjected to, but deep down, he couldn’t help but find it all a little thrilling. The women in his life were strong, controlling, and direct, and he wouldn’t have it any other way.
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