You look up at the red headed youthful 16 year old body of the genie kneeling on your chest.
"But... Genie I let you choose, I was a good master, don't do this to me..."
The Genie still kneeling on your chest viciously slaps you across the face.
"Shut up slave, I've had up to here with you and all of humanity. I'm not going to have pity on you just because you were stupid enough to let me have control."
You quiet down, you think its better not to anger her.
"Well I can tell you like feet, and to be honest I like having my feet licked but I don't want you to have any pleasure slave. Its going to be all about me, got that?"
You nod your head fearfully. She slaps you again.
"When I ask you a question you will reply and you will use the honorific "Genie Goddess" each time, understood?"
"Yes Genie Goddess."
Her laughter rings in your ears. She waves her hand and you feel something around your penis. You look down at a plastic contraption, not quite sure what it is.
"That my worthless slave is a chastity device. It will prevent your ugly little dick from getting hard. Oh and there are miniature spikes on the inside of the tube. So if you get hard while your serving my feet it will be quite painful for you."
You stare up at her pretty face now filled with sadistic glee. This can't be happening to you. This can't. But as you look on in horror you see that the Genie is serious and you were going to be in for a world of hurt...
"Let see slave, how should I have you serve my feet first. Should I have you lick them or should I just use the contours of your face as my own personal foot massage device?"
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