One night you're staying late at your office reviewing the DNA samples of the Terrific Trio. Always the same result... they'll soon be dangerously mentally unstable and violent... Hello Howard. Mary. What are you doing here? You have no right to call me that anymore! It's Freon now. Freon freezes your legs to the ground and pushes the desk out of the way. You try to break free. Dont bother, at this temperature that ice is as hard as steel. She hovers over to you and grabs both your cheeks with her hand and moves you head side to side. And to think, all this because you wanted me. Now look how that turned out. What happened to you is unfortunate but that doesn't justify violence now. Who said I'm going to kill you? I might just kiss you and breathe liquid nitrogen into your lungs. You wont feel a thing! She smiles a wicked smile. Mary? Dont do this! Fine. I wont. Ok. Now that your common sense has returned. She begins taking her boots off revealing her ghostly bare feet. Why did you do that? The deterioration of our DNA wasn't the only thing I found on your computer. I didn't put that there. Other people use that computer. We'll see about that. Care to make a wager? Whatever. Ok then. I'm going to rest my feet on your face for 15 minutes. If you show any interest. Any at at all, then you lose. If I win, you will be my unquestionally loyal footslave until I get bored of you. If you win... then have your way with me. Deal? Too easy, you say smugly. Freon moves her feet into position, as they touch your face, they feel really cold obviously but also really silky. The cold should help you win this. But after about 15 seconds her feet warm up and start to feel really nice on your face. The urge to lick them rises with every second that passes. You're about 5 minutes in when Freon starts wiggling her toes on your forehead. Thafmm chtinf! What's that? She briefly removes her feet to allow you to speak. That's cheating! I never said I couldn't tease you. Why you- mpfff! Another 5 minutes pass and one foot leaves your face, only to aquaint itself with your crotch. Mmm! After a a few seconds she finds a hot spot and your tongue shoots out of your mouth. Ding ding ding! We have a loser! Hey! Again. You cheated! Such strong words. I prefer... persueded... You glare at her angrily. Dont give me that look! Plus you'll love being my footslave. Here! She shoves five of her toes into your mouth and you feel better. See? Tee hee. Now then...
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