As you arrive in the park, you are greeted by Martha, who is smiling devilishly at you. You walk up to her and ask:
"Okay, what do you want Martha?"
Martha gives you a swift kick to the crotch, which leaves you doubled over in pain with your face mere inches away from her feet! Before you can even move, Martha places he foot on top of your head and shove it down to the ground.
"That's Mistress Martha to you, slave! From now on you're going to be my own little personal foot bitch!"
You freak out and try to struggle under her foot, but you're still in too much pain from being kicked in the family jewels. Right now, you didn't have any strength to fight back. All you can do at this point is mumble some indistinguishable response as tears run down your cheeks. This was by far the worst day of your life! Before you even know what's going on, Martha removes her foot from atop your head and grabs you by your hair. She then painfully yanks you up as she bends down to look at your pathetic face. She then begins to laugh hysterically.
"Wow! This was even easier than I thought it would be! I can't believe how weak you are!"
She then spits in your face and shoves you back down to the ground. She then places her feet in front of you.
"Alright slave, I want you to kiss my feet! Go ahead, worship your mistress!"
You don't know why Martha is doing this to you, but there's no way that you're going along with this! You begin to crawl away as fast as you can, but Martha immediately recognizes your attempt at escape. She quickly flips you onto your back and takes off her shoes, revealing her filthy dirt-covered socks. She then sits down on top of your chest and hovers her feet over your face.
"Bad move, little slave boy! It looks like I'm gonna need to give you a lesson in obedience! Don't worry though, you'll be worshiping me like a good little bitch in no time... Nighty night, slave!"
Martha then shoves her feet over your nose and mouth. Your nostrils are immediately assaulted by the putrid stench of her filth-covered socks, and you quickly realize what she's trying to do. You begin to struggle and squirm under her, but Martha keeps you pinned down with ease and maintains the positions of her feet on your face. In a matter of minutes, you end up fainting from lack of air.
By the time you wake up again, you realize that you clearly aren't in the park anymore. You can tell that you're in Martha's house now, and to make things even worse, your limbs are completely tied up! Suddenly, your sense of helplessness turns to sheer terror as Martha enters the room! She's now wearing a different pair of socks; one even filthier than the previous pair! She gives you a swift kick and say:
"Alright slave, it's time for lesson number one! You're going to learn to obey me, and the first thing you're going to have to do is..."
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