This choice: Lick each of our feet clean!” • Go Back...Chapter #9First up: licking Jean's foot by: Unknown Since these girls have dominated you so completely and utterly with their feet, you prepare to agree with whatever they order you to do.
"...lick each of our feet clean!" Jean finishes, a triumphant smile on her face.
Still lying flat on your back, you nod weakly. The crush you have for the gorgeous red-headed Jean has actually increased, you realise. Being reduced to such a pathetic, quivering heap on the floor, you know that "no" is not an option!
"Good boy," Jean says, while the other three girls giggle at one another.
Not wasting any time, the red head strides over to you, one foot positioned just over your defeated face. Gulping, a rush of fear begins to spark inside of you; the girl's degrading treatment of you has certainly made you less inclined to enjoy the view and smell of her bare foot. As the cheddary stench fills your nostrils once more, you actually feel a slightly desperate need to be away from her foot. Sweat drips down and mixes with the tears that sprung from your eyes before. Not that you have a choice or opportunity to do escape or anything...
"Okay, foot freak. Like I said - we can make this quicker and less painful for you. That is of course dependent upon how good a job you do..." Jean giggles playfully at you.
Trembling slightly, you stick out your tongue and place it on Jean's heel. Immediately, a strong salty flavour sends your taste buds into sensory overload. Had this happened before their brutal treatment of you began, you would be enjoying it a lot more! Forcing your tongue upwards, you continue your long lick to the balls of Jean's foot. You pause there, absorbing the cheesy, bitter flavour as it dominates you completely.
"You should be grateful. Say thank you, loser!" You can make out Taryn's teasing tone.
"T-thank you," you whimper as you swish your tongue to the side and upwards slightly so that you lick along the top of Jean's pretty toes, which are also extremely sweaty.
Remembering that you have to do a good job, you begin to lick more rapidly back down Jean's foot. Now you've absorbed the initial salty flavour, the next part of the foot that you lick is not so strong - you're basically becoming accustomed to it! A conflict begins to build here: when you were begging the girls to stop rubbing their feet over you, you genuinely had enough of it at that point. Licking one foot, at your own rate, that belongs to Jean of all people...you can't deny how erotic this is! Maybe the girls' plan to condition you to fearing or hating feet isn't working after all!
Your thoughts snap away from you as Jean suddenly swaps her pretty foot for the other one.
"This time I wanna see some real effort," she grins at you.
Obeying her straight away, you lick almost desperately away at the bare foot in front of you. You must resemble a rather pathetic puppy dog to these gorgeous girls! The humiliation you feel does not deter you from licking all over Jean's foot. A mixture of fear, being conquered already and simple awe of her pushes you to continue. Rapidly, you lick away at her arches, the balls of her feet, up and down to the heel many times over, her insteps, between each toe...after what seems like a good twenty minutes, your tongue feels completely exhausted.
Jean steps her foot onto your face, rubs it up and down several times (causing you to moan) before stepping back off again and walking over to her friends. Huddling together again, you cannot make out their words, only giggles and the occasional shriek of laughter. After a minute or so of this, all girls turn to look at you, smirks planted on each of their faces...  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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