You hated this. You hated everything about this. You hated the gigantic, redheaded brat who has been putting you through this hell the whole day. When Elmyra gave you the order to kiss her feet to beg for her forgiveness you wanted to respond to her with a few strong words and maybe a gesture or two before walking away from her. Nothing would make you happier. But you didn’t say or do any of the things that came to mind. You didn’t yell at her, or tell her off, or show her a certain finger, or any other sign of anger or defiance. Despite any desires you had, the punishment that she had just subjected you to earlier had put out any fire that might have been burning in you before.
You were scared. You were still in an enormous amount of pain from the spanking even now. Who knows how long that stinging would last. Your eyes still had tears flowing from them thanks to the experience this clueless titan put you through. And all of this made you feel hopeless. Your spirit was broken, you could not afford to hold on to any shred of dignity or pride. All you could do now was obey your owner and appease her. You essentially belonged to Elmyra and there was no escaping this fate now.
Though hesitant, you soon started to approach her bare feet once again. Each step you took caused the pain to flare up causing a constant reminder of the power Elmyra held over you. As you got closer, that familiar odor hit your nose. As unpleasant as it was, it was almost a welcome distraction from the stinging you felt. You stopped before the right foot, tears still covering your face as you tried your best to pull yourself back together. Looking up, you saw Elmyra staring down at you with anticipation, eager to feel you get to work. Lowering your gaze, you saw her massive, bulbous toes wiggling with the same level of anticipation as they awaited your touch. You wanted to just flee from her right now, but you knew that escaping was impossible. Silently reminding yourself that you had no choice you got on your knees and started kissing the big toe. Elmyra’s giggling echoed around you as you did this. At least someone was enjoying this, you thought. But you couldn’t afford to stop or complain. Not without risking her temper again.
The kissing continued for a few minutes. But from your point of view it might as well have been days. The unpleasant taste of her feet, her sweat, and the dirt and grime filled your tongue as you moved all along her massive foot. At one point she lifted it back a little so that you could kiss her sole. Elmyra really seemed to enjoy the sight and feeling of you pressing your lips against the bottom of her foot. A thought that you found very worrying.
“Oh! Make sure to rub them when you’re under there!” She added in.
You couldn’t complain or stop. Once more your only option was to obey her. Without saying a word you reached up and pressed your hands into the soft skin of Elmyra’s sole. The foot shivered slightly from your touch as you got to work. This was more or less how the rest of the hour was spent. You would rub her foot for a while and kiss it as you let your arms rest. Then you had to move on to the other foot and start the whole process over. All you could see was the bottom of her sole. As you got to work pampering and rubbing against the soft flesh of it while peppering kisses over it while you rested. This foot had essentially taken control of all of your senses now. It had become your world. The most Elmyra said to you during all of this was her loud giggling and occasionally calling you a “good boy.” All of this was so humiliating.
After a while the foot was finally pulled away from you and replaced with Elmyra’s smiling face.
“That was a very good boy. Now you’re going to keep being good right? No more being bad and saying naughty things?”
All you could bring yourself to do in response to this question was nod a few times. You did your best not to think too hard on everything that was happening. This response pleased Elmyra who suddenly leaned in and planted a massive and sloppy kiss right on your forehead. Well it was aimed at your forehead but in practice it ended up covering most of your face.
“Good. Now let’s get ready for bed.”
The giant girl lifted you up and placed you back in the cage near her bed before going into the closet to change into her pajamas. You just sat there on the hard floor of the cage, wincing in pain from your rear against the ground. Each breath you took was tainted by the taste of Elmyra’s feet. After everything this gigantic demoness subjected you to in one day, you figured this was your best opportunity to get the hell out of here. Just wait for her to fall asleep, open the cage and never look back at this not so little monster ever again. But a part of your mind resisted. A part that was still scarred by Elmyra’s treatment of you and was utterly terrified by what would happen if she caught you escaping. Perhaps the best option really was to stay here and be her pet or toy or slave or whatever it was that you are to her now. She might not be able to kill you from what you could tell, but that just means you’ll be faced with everything this girl would intend to hit you with. An unending punishment at her hands. Honesty, the unintentional hell she put you through before was more bearable than the intentional one form her punishments.
When Elmyra returned, she laid in bed and turned out the light, blowing you a little kiss right before.
“Good night little cutie-wootie! We’ll have lots of fun tomorrow!” She said before laying down. You were beaten and exhausted, but if you were going to do anything, now was the time to do it.
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