Your hands cuffed behind your back on your knees you try to reason with the beautiful super star. "Please, let me go why are you doing this?" She roughly grabs a handfull of your hair and snaps your head back so you're forced to look up at her. "Who told you you could talk? You're mine til I don't want you anymore. Until then you do what I say and keep your mouth shut." She then smacked you so hard across the face you would have fallen but she had a good grip on your hair and smacked you another 5 or 6 times before she yanked your head over the toilet. Before you could react she lifted up her dirty barefoot and planted it firmly on tne side of your face holding you in place with your head between the hard plastic toilet seat and her soft foot bottom. This was a very humiliating position to be in and she knew what she was doing. She let go of your hair and just held you there in the toilet under her foot laughing at how pathetic you looked. She gives you one last option "stop moving stupid! You're not going anywhere. Now you can either be a good boy and obey me and lick my feet or do you want me to force you to lick them. But if I have to force you its gonna get a lot harder for you believe me...so what's it gonna be boy? Or do you wanna spend the whole day with your head kn the toilet?" Her cool dirty sole was so powerful as it competely held you there pressed agains the side of your face. You quickly decide.....
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