This choice: her sweaty feet (reserved) • Go Back...Chapter #3utterly de-FEET-ed, life at your Mistress's feet! by: game98979 Dani grabbed you by your hair and dragged your feeble body into the living room.
She dropped you limply at her feet, while seemingly towering over your as she sat on the sofa.
“Well bitch I think it’s about high time that we got started with your obedience training, and I plan on being extra thorough!”
Dani’s face lit up with an artificially pleasant grin, and an unstintingly sinister glint in her captivatingly blue eyes that sent a shiver down were your spine would have been if you still had a backbone in any way shape or form.
With the creepy grin never leaving her unstintingly pleasant face she simply and casually pointed to the shoes that she wore on her petite girlish looking feet.
Looking down you saw that she was wearing her old warn out pair of nasty trainers.
They have become very faded, and have begun to look quite noticeably browner than the original shade of light pink that they started out as.
this was the pair of vile trainers that your feverishly competitive little sister Dani would always all the time she would wear them whenever the she would work out, she wore them whenever she went to practice, and she wore them whenever she had track meet, hell she practically slept in them.
Dani did all of this stuff because this was her lucky pair of running shoes, and because they were her lucky trainers that also meant that she never ever cleaned them in any way what so ever.
Some might be wondering why she would never wash such a grimy pair of shoes, well its’s simple really it’s because if Dani ever were to clean them then they would lose all of the luck that they have built up over the years, duh!
In a falsely sweet sounding voice Dani said. ”Now untie my shoes, bitch boy!”
Being that you were a complete and total hapless failure it was only natural for you to reluctantly get on your knees while reaching out with your hands to untie them.
Dani then snapped her foot out, swiftly kicking you in your frail languid looking face with the hard rubber sole of trainer.
This snap like blunt force trauma caused by the sudden impact of her vicious kick to your face, made your head whipped backwards at high speed.
Your vision became blurry, and full of dancing stars as you fell backwards to the floor at Dani’s demandingly dangerous feet
when your vision cleared you got back on your knees, and you saw that the artificially pleasant look on her misleadingly adorable face had instantly morphed into a look of despotic fury.
“Did I say you could use your hands!? No I don’t think I did!”
as you took in the look of merciless rage written across Dani’s lightly freckled angelic face, a deep pit of mortifying fear grew in your shaky stomach, because while she might look like an angel, the truth was that she was more like a demon from hell that was put on this earth to torment you for some unforgivable deed that you might have committed in a past life.
You opened your eyes wide like those of a puppy, and nervously tried to stutter out an apology.
“I-i-im sorry Dani I di” she didn’t give you a chance to finish, as she struck out once more with lightning fast speed to kick you in the face for a second time in a row!
This second devastating kick of hers sent you sprawling to the floor yet again, but this time you also sported a bloody nose to complete your look of ego shattering weak meekness.
While still sitting on the sofa Dani placed one of her trainer clad feet on your neck while slowly applying presser to your pale throat.
“You arrogant waste of a god damn penis let me make this crystal clear for you!
Now that you’re noting but my limp dicked little bitch you have lost the right to ever address me in such a casual manner you worthless reject!
From now on you’re only permitted to use my name in the following kind of ways Mistress Dani, Princess Dani, Queen Dani, and countess Dani, madam Dani, Duchess Dani, and Goddess Dani! Do I make myself clear, or do I have to keep beating this lesson into your useless no pussy getting loser ass!”
Tears of pain and shame filled your red puffy eyes as you cried out with a voice full of devastating fear, while you crawled back to your sister’s feet.
“No please, I’ll be a good boy form now on mistress Dani, I swear I’ll be a good boy!"
She smirked at your new found willingness to obey her humiliating commands.
“Now that’s more like it, alright fuck face untie my shoes with your mouth this time like any proper foot serving slave who knows his place would!”
And so like the true gutless cowered that have become, you slowly lowered your head down to her life destroying footwear like a beaten dog so that you could reach them with your mouth.
The moment you moved your face was closer to Dani’s horrid trainers you got a nose full of the foul odor that they have developed from years of sucking up her foot sweat like some sort of old smelly sponge.
Their overpoweringly god awful smell made your eyes water, and you nose burn, but you were able to power through the unbelievably offensive stench as you spiritlessly placed the loops of Dani’s dirty shoe laces upon your subjugated lips.
You then began to use your teeth to loosen the knots on the raged cesspool of built up foot sweat that she unfairly called shoes, rather than what they truly were, a bio hazard.
When you had finally managed to get them untied using your teeth, your incredibly dominant little sis kicked her shoes off.
as soon as they were off of feet an unholy wave of the worst smelling foot funk that you had ever had the displease of experiencing in your 18 years of life hit your nose like a shot gun blast of stench.
It made you stat gagging, and Dani just broke out into vileness laughter, clearly enjoying the suffering that was causing you.
“Ha-ha oh man I bet you thought my lucky shoes would be the most rancid thing that you would smell today, ha you wish!”
she the clapped her hands together “Hey dickless wonder you know the drill, my dirty socks aren’t going to take themselves off are they?!”
your stomach churned at the thought of what you were about to do, but you knew that there was no way to get out of this for a powerless little virgin pussy like yourself.
The moment you bit down on one of her dirty sweat soaked socks so that you could peal them off of her your mouth was filled with the taste of an incomprehensible amount of sweat, both stale and fresh.
Dani smirked at you. “Good now pull them off slowly, one at a time!”
so you did just that pealing her sweaty socks off one foot at a time.
Eventually you were on to the last of your young sister’s sweaty socks; with one last tug of your charmless face Dani’s dirty sock popped off slapping you in the face with a wet splat as you tumbled on to your back.
as you got back up on to your knees, as you did so Dani wiggled her toes as a way of drawing your attention back to her feet.
You then took a good look her feet, and her were absolutely filthy.
Her soles were covered in dark dirt and grime that contrasted heavily against the creamy skin tone of her feet.
Dani then placed the sloe of one foot on your face, and said “Start kissing loser!”
You knew that only option at your current disposal as to keep giving in to her twisted demands,so with a grimace you reluctantly brought your lips together, and gave it a little kiss, but this wasn’t enough to satisfy your young abusive mistress.
Dani used one of her powerful legs to hook around the back of your neck, and slamming you face first in to the floor.
She then hopped off the sofa,straddling the back of your head with her enticingly tight little butt.
that's right,she actually sat her ass on the back your head.
she positioned herself facing the opposite direction that you were facing.
While you feebly struggled to get out from under her, Dani re-positioned both of her incredibly dirty feet on either side of your face. she then began while your hair to remind you that she was the one in control hear.
“You dare call that little thing kiss, well it looks like you still need more training pantywaist!?”
She then gave your hair a good yank that made you spill a few tears of pain.
“You’re going to lick my foot clean, and I’m not letting you up until its spotless!”
https://www.deviantart.com/thepower0/art... (what it would look like)
her dirty smelly foot was right next to your face, and with no other way you extended your tongue to begin licking her dirty foot clean.
The taste of salt, dirt and old sweat coated your tongue more and more with each lick.
Eventually you managed licked her foot spotless, and she stopped sitting on the back of your head had she smirked while examining your handy work. “Not bad foot breath, not bad.” all of the grime that had been on her foot had turned your tongue the dark color that your foot had been.
yesterday if some one had tolled you that the rest of your life would be spent suffering at the hellish nightmare that was your sister Dani’s girly yet dreadfully unwashed tomboy feet, you would have thought they were crazy.
unfortunately this wasn't some nightmare that you could just wake up from, no this was your life now.
you have just had your will completely and utterly broken your 13 year old little sister who was a whole 5 years younger than you, yet she was so much more capable than you in every conceivable way
one thing was abundantly clear to you,and that was the fact that you wouldn't be getting out from under her boot heals any time soon!
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