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Chapter #5
She wants you to lick her flip flops
by: Unknown
Anbar kicked the stinky flip flop off your face, letting you breathe your first fresh breath in a while. She slipped her flip flops back on. While you were on your back, she walked right up to you, standing right next to your head. She lifted and held her foot inches from your face. You could see all the dirt on the flip flop's sole. "Lick it" She demanded. "What?" You couldn't believe that she would go down to that level. "I want them cleaned". Reluctantly, you stuck out your tongue and began to lick up and down the sole of her flip flop. You didn't even know what was worse, when she made him smell her flip flops or when she got him to lick them. At least with the smelling, maybe girls her age loved making boys smell their shoes, socks and feet. There's a part of you that could imagine that happening. But making you lick them was on a whole other level. As you were thinking this you nervously glanced up at Anbar. She smirked, she knew that unless she let you go or told your secret, you were essentially her slave, her doll, her plaything. She was no ordinary girl, she knew that and she loved it. You wondered how many other people she could've blackmailed. At one point you gagged because of the dirt, but you kept cleaning.
She must've gotten bored of holding her foot up for you as she moved back onto a chair. She stretched out her legs and crossed her ankles before looking down at you expectantly. You crawled over to her feet and continued to lick her flip flops. At one point your tongue accidentally brushed against her bare foot and she slapped you with said foot. "Not now. You'll lick these later."
After a while she kicked her flip flops off and positioned them in front of you. "Go ahead". You crawled forward to them and licked the insides of them. Earlier you could smell the dry sweat, now she made you taste it. Unsurprisingly it was less bearable, though he preferred that than licking the dirt off the soles. While you were licking the other flip flop, Anbar noticed you lifting your head up, you were trying to get as little of your tongue touching it as possible. She walked right up to you and placed her foot on the top of your head, forcing you and your tongue hard upon the flip flop. Every taste of her sweat made you feel even lower. Although she hadn't made you do it yet, she was essentially making you lick her feet.
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