Just as she had locked the door, she stripped and let her clothes on the floor. As they hit the ground she heard a metallic sound and remembered, what she had secretly taken from Roxannes tools. One of the knives the magician uses to cut them into pieces.
Although she only worked for her for a few months she already knew that the knife would work as an ordinary one, if used wrong. So she had watched carefully each time Roxanne had used it. Maybe everyone could perform magic. If yes, she definitely wanted to do it.
The assistant quickly ran to the bedroom and jumped onto the bed. She folded her legs into the lotus position and took the knife.
At first she limbered up her wrists, grabbed the handle with four fingers crossing the little finger over the ringfinger.
At next she closed her eyes and imagined strongly what she wanted to do. She suspected that Roxanne did the same, but with open eyes because of her experience.
Meanwhile she stroke with the indexfinger of her left hand around her left ankle.
Finally it was time for the cut. Slowly she put the knife down. Nearer to her foot.
Alexa was unsure, and overly curious at the same time. Finally after taking a deep breath she touched her ankle with the knifes tip.
It hurt much and Alexa throw the blade away and rubbed her bloody skin. The first try went wrong, but she didn’t want to give up too soon. Something must have missed. Maybe she wasn’t enough concentrated.
She tried it one more time. Again she touched her ankle slowly, while concentrating more and taking care of the way she breathed. Slowly and rhythmic.
There it was. As she reached her ankle again, she felt the sensation. The same sensation, which always floods ones body, when he is touched by magic.
This gave her hope and motivated her. Slowly she cut deeper into her foot.
Enjoying every inch the blade went into her flesh.
Finally she was through and her foot was separated from her leg.
“Why should I stop, now that it work?”, she thought and cut off her other foot too.
With joy she took her feet and pressed her dirty soles into her face. She smelled various odours.
Grass, as she had taken a shortcut through the park, tar from the streets she had walked, rubber from other peoples shoes or tires, candy from a chewing gum, in which she had stepped on her way and a slight smell of wood from the stage on which she had stood so many hours.
Aroused she began to clean them with her tongue. Slowly she stroke over her pitch black heel in circles many times until even her stone hard skin became soft.
Then she continued at her sole. Slowly she stroke up and down. From the heel to the toes covering her foot in saliva.
Every minute she had to pause and moan loudly that even her neighbours would have heard her in her old flat.
Farer she went, as she put her tongue through the gaps between each toe. A tickling sensation every time. Meanwhile she nibbled on her toes.
Finally she put her first foot aside, giving it some rest, and put the other one in her lap. As she leaned over she spit on it and rubbed the saliva with her fingers into her sole.
Again and again she opened her mouth and released a drop. Her bed was already wet.
When she thought the sole was wet enough, she pressed her sole in her face again. Rubbing the saliva all in her face. Moaning under the foot.
As horny as she was, Alexa became more and more prepared to take a risk and continued with the magical separations.
With a few cuts she detached all ten toes. One after another she put to her mouth and sucked on them as if they were lollipops.
The little ones, where even put in her mouth like bonbons.
The fact that she could still feel them made it even better.
Slowly she chewed them. Moved them with her tongue. Bit them and, because they tasted so good, she swallowed them.
Still she had the longing to feel the magic and slowly separated even more parts.
Her thighs, the fingers of her left hand, the left arm, her ears, the half of her tongue, her nose and eyes. She looked like a broken doll sitting on a bed.
The next step was the most difficult step. Her pulse was racing, but still she managed to concentrate and cute her torso in half and at last removed the head from her neck.
Every limb has been cut off now, except those of the right arm, but those were needed.
There she had an idea. She took one foot again and cut through it vertically, from her heel, across the sole to the gap between the big and the second toe. The piece looked like a slice of meat, making her hungry and curious.
“Hey, its magic. So why not?”, she thought and cut her foot in slices and put the first one to her mouth.
After biting off a bit, she couldn’t stop. Slice after slice vanished in her neck, which still seemed to be connected to her upper and lower half.
If anyone would have asked about her feelings at this time, she couldn’t tell him. Too many sensations were mixed inside her. A cocktail of emotions. Satisfaction, curiosity, surprise, orgasm and mostly happiness.….
It was time for the grand finale. She cut off the upper part of her remaining foot, leaving only her toes, sole and heel together.
Then she pushed one half of her tongue, her nose and the fingers of her left hand inside her vagina.
Finally being able to eat herself out, she touched clitoris with her fingers and tongue and raised her satisfaction to an even higher level.
At this moment she was sure that she would never experience such feelings like that again. It was heaven, or even better.
Suddenly she couldn’t hold it anymore and expoloded. She spilled her juices on her foot, lying under her vagina. Deeply she breathed as she took the foot, wet from her juices, and put it inside her mouth.
This was the last she could remember, because immediately she fell asleep, with her parts separated and a foot in her mouth.
Meanwhile about a mile away:
Roxanne was sitting in her big apartment. Looking at the TV. “What a TV programme! I remember my first time alone with the knife.”, she thought and took her mobile phone.
She sent a message to her assistants except Alexa. “Hey, Girls. We will have some fun tomorrow evening. Our cutie Alexa just finished playing with the magical knife. Seems that she needs a little punishment. Bring popcorn. Your footgoddess, I mean magical friend, Roxanne
