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Deep in the dimly lit maze of random junk in the depths of the warehouse a green haired girl walked quickly and with a scowl as she did not wish to reach her destination but unfortunately that was exactly what was happening. Paige passed by several old refrigerators, a dusty forklift and a stack of doors before finally reaching the square fortress of stacked wood crates where her suffering often took place, as she had done countless times before Paige squeezed through the crevice-like entrance only to find the place empty. https://docs.google.com/document/d/1ImQXB4fLHC5WLaSNAYI5n9zqcWxZev-wqnGtJ9X7K2E/edit?usp=drivesdk

Anna ran down the moonlit path as fast as her feet would carry her with the only sounds white shoes hitting the asphalt and her panicked wheezing filling the warm night air. Only moments earlier she had entered Freemont Park and now she on its opposite end, running alongside a long row of fluffy pinetrees desperately trying to reach her destination as quickly as possible. Knowing she was probably late she finally saw the path turn left through the trees however that was perhaps thirty meters away. "I don't have time for that!" Anna hastily decided, without much thought she turned and smashed through the trees with her hair being filled with pine needles as she continued to race through her new surroundings, a wide open rectangular field bordered mostly by forest with her destination being on the opposite side, a baseball field. "Okay okay almost there!" (Le character pics     https://getupnote.com/share/notes/zKf5yhh63dTJpcDZUIqU77vttTi2/1328e669-653e-4eed-91a9-d36bebc45a9d      ) This baseball field was a rather generic one, tall light posts cast a dim glow upon its sandy surface. Behind homeplate and to its sides was a fence and behind that were two basic benches for players to sit on, however there were no players but there was one athlete standing upon the field, Cyrus (the soccer player) was leaning against the fence looking as pissed off and angry like always, which also always filled Anna with massive amounts of anxiety. Coincidentally they both wore blue shirts though Anna had a polo while Cyrus has a t-shirt, he also wore black shorts and as Annas feet hit the gravelly sands of the baseball field she noticed, with great horror, that the tall teen was already barefoot. "Fucking finally, I've been here for like ten minutes." Cyrus shouted to the sprinting girl, as Anna got close she just started saying 'sorry' over and over as she basically threw herself to the ground at his feet. Despite the two massive feet being drenched in sweat Anna wasted no time and immediately began kissing both frantically though she only managed to kiss about ten times before the left foot rose up and dropped onto the back of her head, forcing her face down into the sand as Cyrus scolded her. "Did I tell you kiss my feet? No. No I didn't." "I'm sorry sir Master I'm sorry!" Anna loudly said, already close to crying as the foot pushed down hard enough there'd certainly be a imprint of her face in the dirt.  "Now why the hell are you late?" Cyrus demanded just as Anna could feel his footsweat seeping into her hair. "I said be here at nine!" "S-sorry I've been with my stepmom and Miss.Zhang for five hours, g-getting walked on and gagging on their toes..." Anna mumbled with horrible flashbacks filling her mind with images of nasty mature women feet. Anna was about to continue apologing but instead she yelped as Cyrus's long toes gripped her hair and lifted her head several inches. "I'm sorry Maste-" "So you've been gagging on toes and getting walked on, huh? What a coincidence...that's exactly what I was planning on doing. But first, you see my toes?" Cyrus asked harshly. Anna did see the toes of his right foot and unfortunately she could see that in-between them there was a sickening amount of brownish dirt straight from the baseball field, mixed in with a equally revolting amount of sweat. "Do..." Anna paused as a sour earthy bitter stench floated into her nose, she then spoke meekly. "Do you want me to clean them, Master?" "Well obviously." The Bully stated and with that Annas head was shoved down by Cyrus's left foot which remained in place while her mouth coincidentally landed directly on the long white toes. "Lick and suck all that shit off and be fast with it, I'm ready to shove them down your throat. Gotta blow off some steam and you're the perfect victim." "...Did you have a bad d-" Anna tried to be nice and for that Cyrus just pushed his foot down harder, prompting her to begin quickly licking the tops of his sweaty toes. "I said lick, not speak!" Cyrus hissed while Anna went from a bowing position to just laying flat on her stomach to appear as pathetic as possible to please the cruel teen. The field was then silent, aside from Annas frequent but quiet gags and coughs as her tongue smeared back and forth across the tops of Cyrus's toes, the tops were smooth and slick with sweat that tasted as salty as hot ocean water but that had to be better than what awaited between the toes, dirt and sweat and probably some toejam that Anna was incredibly nervous to clean away with her tongue. She was still building up the confident to shove her tongue into the filth when Cyrus impatient yelled. "Dumbass I said clean between my toes, not lick the tops. Do it NOW or I'll shove them and all the dirt down your throat." "Sorry sorry sorry sorr-achkk!" Anna gagged loudly as she pushed her tongue down between the tall bullys two smallest toes.  Immediately her tastebuds were dying as she tasted warm sweat and cold grainy dirt that tasted like sand mixed with gravel but she kept licking and making various disgusted sounds all while the back of her head was still being crushed by Cyrus's other large foot. She twisted her tongue back and forth, scrubbing the sweat soaked dirt away from Cyrus's skin which tasted just as bad as the filth. After maybe then seconds Anna finally finished and moved to the next little space where she found the same amount of pungent sweat and stale grainy dirt. Unsurprisingly her gagging and choking never stopped, it actually grew a bit louder as she went to work cleaning like the obedient slave she was. "So you spent all day licking your stepmom and math teachers feet? And now you're here, laying on a baseball field cleaning the toes of some guy you hardly know. You really are a pathetic little whore, you know that?" Cyrus mocked cruelly, despite his foot covering most of Annas head he still felt her nodding meekly in agreement. "Glad you agree."  Anna kept twisting her tongue between the gross toes, being absolutely depressed as her life was literally nothing but licking the feet of various people she was both terrified of and too meek to say 'no' to. She honestly couldn't remember the last time she'd had a day with no feet inside her mouth and today was obviously not one of those days as Anna slipped her tongue over to the next space where she was met with even more salty soggy baseball field dirt. As she started licking and wiggling her tongue around the only thing she could do was clench her fists in disgust while trying to inhale as little as possible, since she had begun this toe cleaning session she had only breathed perhaps ten times and each time her nostrils burned with the dreadfully sour salty stench of Cyrus's feet. She took in a incredibly small breath and nearly gagged from the smell before making it to the last space, between Cyrus's two largest toes. Without hesitation she shoved her tongue down, this was the largest space and as such it could fit far more disgusting filth all of which Annas quivering tongue would have to lick away. "It's about time, now hurry the hell up! My toes are cold and are ready to be all warm and comfortable inside your throat." Cyrus impatiently ordered, Annas head was shoved down harder and her tongue briefly poked the ground forcing a loud gag out of her but she quickly got back to work, torturing herself as her tongue wiggled around between Cyrus's long, rather thick toes. By now her tongue was stained brown with her tastebuds basically buried in the rancid mixture of brown dirt and putrid footsweat and over the next ten seconds it only got more filthy as she finished scrubbing up the last of her dirt feast. "...All done Master..." Anna mumbled before starting to kiss his toes again, hoping that her utter submission would earn her some mercy.  "Yea, it took you long enough. My other foot bitch would've been done in half that time." Cyrus grumbled, referencing Paige whom was almost certainly being tortured by the other two sadistic bullys. "But you cry a lot more so I guess there's that." The foot lifted from the back of Annas head, her hair was then grabbed and she was forced to her knees where she immediately cried out in fear as she saw Cyrus's dirt covered sole flying at her. It kicked into her face with the strength of a speeding train, sending her slamming to the ground with her legs bent back beneath her. She had barely landed and already Anna let out a agonized scream as Cyrus stepped onto her pelvis before walking up her body as if she were a particularly pathetic section of the ground, her waist was crushed, her stomach was smashed and finally both of her small boobs were flattened as Cyrus came to a halt atop them, while looking down with a rather disdain and anger filled gaze that Anna immediately meekly avoided by turning her head but Cyrus quickly changed that. The girl flinched as his left foot smacked into her cheek and forcibly turned her head, making her look up at him with her miserable and obviously afraid brown eyes. "You know, it's weird that I said you cry a lot and look, you're not even crying. But you're about to be." Cyrus promised ominously, Anna was practically shaking with fear and it only grew worse as the foot slid down to her throat, crushing it instantly. "I'm a nice guy though so I'll give you a choice." Anna absolutely didn't like where things were going but she obviously couldn't do anything about it, with her chest and throat being crushed. "Option one, I can trample you until you cry." Cyrus explained in a almost friendly yet still hostile tone. Meanwhile, the coarse dirt on his sole felt like sandpaper to Annas neck. "Or, option two...I shove my toes down your throat until you cry. So, what'll it be?" Both options sounded absolutely dreadful but since she had endured both things hundreds of times Anna already knew her answer. Just as she opened her mouth Cyrus placed all his weight onto the foot crushing her throat, making her unable to breath, she coughed and gasped for air for a few seconds while the bully just kept standing on her while staring down with annoyance as if she were the bad guy. Finally Anna choked out her answer, very faintly as she could hardly speak. "What?" Cyrus asked impatiently, somehow managing to push his foot down harder without caring that Annas face was rapidly turning blue. "Didn't hear that, slut, say it again." "Option-" "I can't hear you." Cyrus sounded annoyed. Anna was certain she spoke loudly enough but still she tried speaking again only to be interrupted in the worst possible way. The foot on her throat suddenly felt like it had the weight of mountain as the other foot lifted, Annas arms and legs began to flail helplessly as her neck was utterly destroyed while Cyrus just balanced on one foot with a scowl. "I think I heard you that time, you said 'Oh Master I'm such a disgusting obedient slave, I pick both'." That was absolutely not what Anna said but that clearly didn't matter to Cyrus whom just kept strangling her with his foot for another four seconds before finally stepping down. Finally able to breath, Anna sucked down air like a madman but she only took a few breathes before her months of 'slave training' took over, she rolled onto her stomach and kept gasping for air as she hastily bowed down with her forehead on Cyrus's toes. The bully simply chuckled at the groveling girl then spoke rudely. "So did I hear you right?" Cyrus asked, his face was stern but he was absolutely loving the sight of this pathetic creature frightfully laying at his feet. "You want to be trampled AND gagged?" "Y-yes sir..." Anna mumbled, kissing his big toe with her eyes very ready to begin crying. "...Whatever you want..." "Good answer. And right now I think I want to shove my foot down your throat, so let's start with that." Cyrus decided before he walked off, making Anna accidentally kiss the ground before she hurriedly crawled after him like a fearful puppy.  As she followed the tall bully Anna didn't have much choice other than to stare ahead, directly at Cyrus's feet as they crossed the baseball field. With each step he took she could see his sole briefly, the sweat and dirt had already mixed together to make a sickening looking brown paste that only grew more gross as with each step more dirt, still dry and coarse, clung to the muck on his large wide soles. Soon the master and slave duo left the field, they went around the rusty chainlink fence where the ground was equally as covered with dirt however there was also a simple wooden bench about two feet away from the fence. As they approached Anna felt a bit of dread upon noticing Cyrus's large blue basketball shoes sitting upon it with his formerly white, sweat soaked socks stuffed inside. "And here we are, time for the fun." Cyrus stated coldly as he sat next to his rancid shoes.  Anna knew she would be having the opposite of fun but she was a good slave so she quietly sat on the ground only to be caught off guard as both filthy soles smashed into her head so hard it shoved her backwards into the fence, pinning her against the rusty metal with her entire face covered by the absolutely massive feet which began to rub around hard, grinding mercilessly and with Cyrus's soles being coated in a mixture of sweaty-dirt muck and still dry dirt Anna felt as if her face was being dragged through gravel. Thing had gotten so bad, foul and smelly so fast that the tears immediately burst from Annas eyes, she even whimpered loudly and groaned as just sat there, leaning against the fence as her face was harassed by giant sweaty filthy boy feet. Her cheeks were dragged up and down, she was smothered and forced to inhale the stink of warm salty sweat mixed with rocky stale dirt, her nose was pushed in all directions, she could only really see the filthy bottoms of his feet but on occasion Anna caught a glimpse of Cyrus who was just sitting there with a scowl as always which only made the meek girl more nervous.This facial assault continued for about twenty seconds before Cyrus's uncaring, rude voice spoke. "Earlier you cleaned between my toes and now I'm scrubbing all this crap off my feet just so you don't have to lick it, aren't I nice?" He asked as he kept grinding his slaves head into the rusty chainlink fence. "Tell me I'm a good and perfect Master." "...Yes sir." Annas voice was impossibly meek and submissive, as well as muffled by the giant soles crushing her. "You...are so nice and kind...and your feet are perfect." "Yea, I know." Cyrus said rudely as it his greatness was obvious, the feet dropped from the girls face and Cyrus donned a half smirk for a moment as he saw her pale skin had been painted a light brown. His feet shoved into her chest, squashing her boobs and making her shirt absolutely filthy, meanwhile Cyrus leaned in briefly then seemed rather satisfied with himself. "And I see you're crying already, good good, that alway makes it more fun." "...Um...could..." Anna mumbled nervously, sniffling as she looked down at her chest and the giant feet pressing into it. "C-could you please not touch m-" "Could you please shut the fuck up?" Cyrus growled, his right foot pressed harder into Annas breast while the left foot kicked upwards into Annas downturned face, it slammed her head into the fence and unfortunately she felt his big toe slip into her mouth. "You should feel lucky I even wanna touch your tiny tits, you and that green haired bitch both. Small, disappointing boobs must be a slave thing. Now start licking." Anna immediately submitted and somberly accepted her fate, trying to ignore it as Cyrus's foot kept crushing her chest. 'Fortunately' that wasn't hard as the instant her tongue poked his big toe she let out a disgusted whine, this was the same foot whose toes she had licked clean previously but apparently during the few meters they had walked a fresh coating of dusty dirt had clung to his skin, it was terribly dry and with every bit Anna licked she could feel the moisture being absorbed off her tongue but she kept going, wiggling her tongue around the bottom of the toe while suffering not only from the unpleasant stale/bitter taste of the dirt but also from the horrible stink she inhaled with every breath. "You can do better than that! Come on, you literally lick feet all day, everyday. So do better, pretend I'm your bitch of a stepmother if that helps." That certainly wouldn't help but Cyrus was right, Anna was basically a unwilling professional foot licker and she immediately obeyed her Master despite the tears pouring down her dirty aching face. She started licking faster, dragging her tongue all around the toe incredibly fast, after a moment she started moving her head back and forth, bobbing it up and down on Cyrus's long disgusting toe while sucking so hard her mouth was basically vacuum-sealed. And of course, Anna hate every single second and certainly hated herself for so willingly submitting to such a revolting demand...though unfortunately she was very very accustomed to having a mouth filled with feet but somehow she could never get used to the terrible tastes and smells, which is why she meekly worshipped the scowling teens while groaning or occasionally coughing, she even gagged a few times as she accidentally shoved the long toe in a bit too deep. "Ahh yea, that's better." Cyrus praised with his tone still being quite hostile, he leaned back a bit to relax and Anna grunted miserably as he pressed his right foot harder against her boobs. "You know, since you're so good at this maybe I should take you home. You wanna get tied up in my basement?" The very thought made Anna want to scream. "Ehh, actually no." Cyrus shook his head and focused on tormenting the girl. The toe inside her mouth moved hard to the side, to the corner of her lips which it pulled so hard her was forced open just a bit. "It's funny knowing that when you're not licking my feet you're off gagging on your stepmoms nasty old lady feet or you're eating that teachers sweaty nylons. But anyways..." The right foot lifted from her chest and the big toe slipped into her mouth, like it's counterpart it also tugged at the corner of Annas lips with great strength forcing the girls mouth open. Of course, she just sat there groaning, whimpering and quietly crying as Cyrus kept pulling his feet to the sides. "You think this is bad? I'm just stretching out your tiny mouth so I can fit my foot in, hopefully on the first try." Cyrus explained as he mercilessly jerked his feet with Anna screeching as if her lips had been torn. "I doubt it though, which is fine, I have no problems with having to violently shove my toes in. I'm sure you don't mind, right?" Cyrus's feet moved up and down briefly, forcing Anna to nod in agreement. Again the bullys large feet tugged in opposite directions with Annas opened mouth producing all kinds of miserable noises. "And look, I'll even be a nice guy again." Cyrus said, moving his feet slowly up and down while keeping them pulling at the corners of Annas mouth. "I'm about to gag the absolute shit out of you with my toes and you get to pick the foot. So choose." Anna immediately knew she'd prefer the left, considering she'd already licked away lots of dirt and sweat and filth from the toes, not that it really mattered thanks to their previous little stroll. So even though they were rather gross again she raised her right hand and politely poked it's side with a finger, that foot then kicked into her hand which it pinned to the fence next to her head with her palm being crushed by his sweaty dirt-muck covered heel. Then Cyrus's right foot moved to the side, the big toe was joined by two more toes before no more would fit in her mouth causing the bully to let out a unsurprised sigh. "I thought that mouth stretching thing was gonna work but oh well. I'll definitely do it again in the future though, you looked like a absolutely miserable retard during it. But yea, time for me to forcibly shove my toes in." Cyrus's harsh voice had a tinge of sadistic excitement in it that only made Annas fear levels grow and they then grew some more as Cyrus's foot began to push, his two smallest toes were snagged on the now aching corner of her mouth which they shoved into without mercy, enough that her cheek was pushed in a bit. He kept trying with growing annoyance, shoving his foot forward without mercy, he tried twisting it a bit and shook his leg side to side, moving Annas head along with it but all he achieved was making the quietly crying girl even more fearful and uncomfortable thanks to her head being grinded against the fence, just like her pinned hand. After perhaps ten seconds of this Cyrus shouted, making the slave flinch and whimper. "Well?" He demanded, suddenly shoving his foot forward so hard unnecessarily hard the incredibly meek Anna nearly tried to resist but instead only sobbed harder. "Are you gonna help or not? You know what to do!" "Shoorry shoorry shoory!" Anna apologized profusely.  Being the absolutely pathetic foot licker she was, Anna knew exactly what he wanted and so she immediately lifted her left hand since the right was busy holding/being pinned to the fence by Cyrus's left heel. She hastily jammed her fingers into the corner of her mouth, she pulled and gagged loudly as Cyrus's other two toes slipped in and all five slammed into the back of her throat. With the bullys giant foot filling her mouth, her cheeks were puffed out to a ridiculous degree and the foot was wide enough that as she tried to pull her finger out it took a surprising amount of effort. The instant her finger was out the five toes began to push deeper, shoving hard enough that that chainlink fence behind her head bent slightly while Cyrus let out a cruel chuckle. "Yea that's right, fucking choke on it you ugly bitch!" He shouted, he kept his toes poking into Annas throat and started swaying his leg back and forth, taking her head with it as she gagged endlessly. Thanks to Cyrus's constantly hostile expression Anna closed her eyes tight and continued to meekly accept the abuse. "And why haven't you started licking yet? Your tongues touching my sole already so start NOW before I try shoving my other foot in too!" Anna just blurted out a non-understandable apology as her head kept being moved around, she'd already been tasting Cyrus's warm sweaty foot but as she began struggling to move her pinned tongue she was forced to whimper with disgust as her tongue scrubbed at the gross salty liquid clinging to Cyrus's oversized sole, the submissive slavegirl thought she was doing a good job licking though the opposite seemed true as only after about five seconds her head stopped being moved side to side. Instead it was mercilessly shoved backwards into the rusty fence as Cyrus continued trying to force his long vile toes down her throat, Anna gagged constantly throughout all this with her wiggling tongue able to feel the sole she licked move deeper and deeper inside her as it traveled about one millimeter a second.  "Your tongue is barely moving, are you even trying? Or are you just trying to ignore me?" Cyrus grumbled, Anna immediately choked out something that sounded like 'No Master!' but the sadistic bully clearly didn't believe her or just didn't care. "Fine. If you don't want to be a good foot licker then I'll do it myself." The foot crushing her hand suddenly moved and Anna opened her eyes, only for them to widen in horror. Cyrus the soccer player, whom had very strong legs, kicked his foot straight into the slavegirls throat with such force she let put a guttural 'achhkkk' sound that could be heard all across the empty field. That foot kept pushing, immediately making Anna unable to breathe and Cryus followed that by beginning to move his left foot back and forth...first the foot slowly pulled back, smearing its sweaty sole over Annas still moving tongue before thrusting that foot forward, shoving it deep into the depths of Annas throat. It started off slow at first, as Cyrus pulled his foot back at a sluggish speed Anna had to endure the horrible taste of his sole as it rubbed over her tongue which made her want to vomit and just as Cyrus's toes toes reached the tip of her tongue the foot would suddenly lurch forward, his toes basically punched into the back of her throat before moving back again. In and out, in and out the bullys wide foot went, going nice and slowly as if Cyrus were trying to savor every pathetic little noise Anna made, which there many of. Especially as the poor girl tried in vain to gasp for air, the large foot crushing her neck made it impossible but even if that hadn't been there, the foot torturing the inside of her mouth would have made it incredibly difficult as well. "See? This is how you're supposed to serve me, with a lot of licking, crying and gagging...and just to make sure you don't forget it." Cyrus's cruel voice trailed off just as he began moving his foot much faster. His toes sped back and forth mercilessly like a jackhammer brutalizing Annas throat as if he were trying to kick through her skull. The only thing the frightened, sobbing girl could do was taste his sweaty sole, choke loudly and sit there clenching her fists in pure agony all while her lungs burned and her head ached from not breathing. "What the hell? Why are your tiny hands making fists? Do you want to punch me or something?" Cryus demanded with Anna being so struck with fear her face turned a pale white, she desperately tried shaking her head but that just made Cyrus's left foot drop down, kick her stomach and then slam back onto throat. In response Anna raised her hands high into the air as if she were surrendering, making Cyrus smirk briefly before sternly mocking her. "Calm down dumbass, I know you don't wanna punch me. Nope, you're too much off helpless pathetic cunt." "Yes!" A smirking ginger lad emerged from the forest behind them, followed by a amused looking friend and a very angry short girl. "But she is OUR helpless pathetic cunt! So I'd like a turn." The ginger was Tyler, merry and cheerful as ever as his heavy leather boots stomped grass as they approached. The other was Andrew, the slightly tanned blonde skater and finally there was the short girl, Paige with short green hair, annoyance in her recently crying eyes, she followed behind the two with one of Andrews sweat soaked socks poking out of her mouth.  "Yea I want a turn to throatfuck that thing with my foot." Andrew chimed in as well.  Meanwhile Anna just kept choking loudly on Cyrus's toes with a renewed sense of fear as the two bullys approached with their little green haired pet. The two teens stood behind the bench, enjoying the sight of Anna literally choking to death with tears pouring from her eyes, she looked over to Paige with Tyler immediately mockingly speaking. "Hey hey hey, no, don't look at her! She can't help you, she's basically a background character." The ginger said, he gave Paiges head a degrading pat before giving her a hard shove that sent her staggering off with a groan as sweat oozed from the sock in her mouth. "Fuck off Paige! We've been destroying you for like five hours, its Annas turn now. Go stand in the middle of the baseball field."  "Yea, go away you angry little goblin." Andrew ordered with Paige perfectly fine with leaving Anna all alone, she immediately obeyed and walked out onto the field. "And you'd better suck ALL that sweat from my sock." And so all three bullys turned their attention back to Anna, whose face had since become a concerning blue color from being mercilessly strangled and toe-gagged. Both Tyler and Andrew chuckled as they hopped over the bench with Cyrus deciding to keep his feet in position for another few seconds before slamming them down into the dirt next to Tylers worn, scuffed leather boots and Andrews old, off-white van shoes. The instant Anna was free of Cyrus's giant feet she gasped patheticly for air, she dropped down onto her hands and knees and essentially bowed before the three bullys whom all made several rude jokes but she wasn't paying attention, she was too busy sucking down oxygen and crying. Anna had about ten seconds to breath before gasping as she saw two shoes rise up, one from Andrew and the other from Tyler. Both shoes stomped onto the back of her head, sending her crashing down to the dirt with a cloud of dust where she landed directly in front of Cyrus's feet. "Let's start things off with a brutal trample session." Andrew decided with a wicked smirk, he jumped and Anna screamed as her upper back was crushed by his dirty shoe soles. "Yea that's sounds fun." Tyler nodded, eagerly jumping and stomping his heavy boots onto Annas lower back with the sobbing girl twitching in agony so hard the two teens nearly fell off, instead they just started stomping with Anna feeling as if they were trying to stomp her body into the ground. "Hey dumbass!" Cyrus yelled, scooting his feet forward slightly so that his toes slid under Annas sobbing face. "I didn't tell you to stop licking!" "Sorry sorr-aghh!" Anna screamed as Tyler and Andrew both coincidentally jumped at the same time. Anna immediately obeyed however, she lifted her head then began swiftly and patheticly rubbing her tongue on the top of Cyrus's feet, licking after each word she spoke. "I'm! So! Sorry! Master!" "She's so pitiful that this is almost painful to watch." Tyler chuckled, placing a boot on either sides of Annas butt making her squeal with embarrassment but only for a moment as Andrew decided to drive his shoe heel hard into her spine forcing her to scream once more. "Doesn't she know she can ask us to stop at anytime?" Andrew asked, grinding his heel around mercilessly. "Hmm, I guess not. Let's ask." Tyler smirked, using his left foot he started smacking the girls butt while she just kept crying and smearing her tongue around the moist tops of the sitting Cyrus's feet. "Hey Annaaaa, do you want us to stop?" "N-no..." Anna whimpered, kissing Cyrus's feet several times before the licking continued. Judging from her sobbing and miserable voice it was obvious she wanted this torture to stop but she feared that the question was some kind of cruel trap. Then, just to be extra pathetic, Anna shouted. "I'm a slave! I'll do anything you wa-" Andrews left shoe stomped onto the back of her head, smashing her face into Cyrus's feet so hard that her nose went between the two and nearly separated them. The slave just started sniffling loudly and licking. "Hey slut!" Andrew shouted tauntingly, looking to Paige out in the baseball field. 'You really need to learn to be a good girl like Anna." Paige just stood there bitterly, doing a sarcastic thumbs-up as she angrily sucked warm sweat from Andrews mouth all while being perfectly fine with Anna being absolutely destroyed instead of her. "Well, she said we can do whatever." Tyler said as all kinds of terrible thoughts floated through his mind. "I think my boots need a good licking, and how about your nasty shoes Andrew?" Andrew grinded his shoe into the back of Annas head as he answered. "Yea that sounds fun, hopefully I didn't wipe too much dirt off onto this whores hair." He said as Tyler jumped off the slaves butt, Andrew kept grinding his foot around mercilessly simply to mess up Annas hair, which was frizzy and knotted before he too stepped off. Then the two feet Anna was worshipping fearfully lifted up, lifting her head upwards to a painful degree so she looked up at the uncaring cruel Cyrus. "Get on your back dumbass." He ordered. "Flat ass would be more appropriate." Tyler snickered as Anna immediately rolled over like a well-trained dog.  Before Anna even had time to blink her teary eyes everything just went so wrong so fast. Cyrus sprung up from the beach, leapt over her head with his giant feet crashing down onto her stomach so hard that Annas upper torso lifted a bit as she screamed in agony but she only remained elevated for a nanosecond as Andrew and Tyler, standing on both her sides, stomped a foot into her face sending her crashing back down to the dirt. Cyrus's weight felt like it was crushing her guts, especially as his feet began to trample and 'massage' her stomach hard and the two shoes never left her face. They just started moving all around, stomping, kicking and bumping into each other as if trying to knock the other off. Knowing what she had to do Anna cried out in pain a few times before she stuck out her tongue, trying to clean the shoes as best as she could while the leather boot and old white Van kept attacking her without any concern for the torture they caused. "Oh wow, what a good slavegirl." Tyler praised, grinding the toe of his boot into her cheek while her tongue reached for it.  "Yea, trying to clean our shoes without even being told." Andrew said with a taunting smirk as his heel crushed her nose. "I guess the secret to getting a girl to obey you is extreme violence." "Maybe. Let's test that." Cyrus chimed in, he watched Annas face get assaulted for a moment before he jumped and then landed once more atop her already aching stomach, getting a scream from her they was muffled as Andrew shoved his shoe heel into her mouth. "Hey slut, bark like a dog!" Andrews shoe didn't move, it just kept shoving down onto her teeth and keeping her tongue stuck outside her mouth where Tylers boot sole grinded into it like sandpaper but still Anna immediately barked like some tiny dog, she did it another time and then devolved back into a miserable sobbing girl who sucked on Andrews shoe heel and had her extended tongue smashed by the gingers boot sole. "Well, hypotheses confirmed." Tyler grinned as he returned to dragging his boot all around Annas face with Andrews shoe joining it. "Science is great." "Yea now what other tests should we try out on this ugly lab rat?" Cyrus asked rudely, rocking back and forth on his toes and heels causing Anna great pain.  Andrews shoe slipped down to Annas throat, he didn't even crush it or anything but the girl still flinched with terror. "We could always see who can shove their foot the deepest down her throat." Andrew suggested, suddenly Anna felt all his weight lean onto her throat but that pain hardly compared to the terror his words brought. The trio of bullys all looked down at Anna who just laid there, sobbing and feeling like she was about to be a murder victim. "So Anna, how about it?" Tyler asked happily, playfully slapping his boot into her cheek. "You wanna have a nice, friendly foot gagging competition?" Anna sniffled several times, wiped away some tears and with a utterly defeated voice she mumbled. "O-okay whatever you want..."

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Dark, foreboding clouds hung heavily in the sky, blanketing a old and rusty warehouse in a dim glow. Standing next to the door of this warehouse was a thin girl who looked both worried and very out of place. With her brown hair in a ponytail, clean blue polo, light brown khakis and generally innocent appearance she looked more like she belonged as a nurse in a retirement home rather than standing next to some tetanus riddled building. "...I hope this is the right place...I hope they're not already inside, waiting and getting mad..." Anna mumbled quietly, she was so tense and nervous that her body was uncomfortably stiff and a overwhelming sensation of dread constantly hung over her that made her want to run home but instead she just stood there, watching her dreary surroundings and anxiously awaiting the arrival of her three temporary tormentors. She didn't even know who they were but Anna figured they must be rather vile and unpleasant to enjoy hanging out in such a terrible place...in front of the warehouse was a large parking lot, overgrown with grass and shrubs with all manner of trash, debris and questionable needles. As a gust of wind swept through, carrying bits of trash past Anna, the nervous girl tried to improve her mood and spoke in a rather hopeless tone as she did so. "Well... at least I'll get to lick feet in a new place...a creepy old warehouse is certainly more interesting than a classroom or at the foot of my stepmoms bed so there's tha...ugh I shouldn't have come here, why did I even agree to switching spots with some weird girl I don't even know?" ***** Now that you're presumably enthralled, click the link to keep reading cause this commission is the biggest thing I've written and I really don't wanna break it into like 5 parts https://www.evernote.com/shard/s441/sh/bef6b033-d50a-409d-87b5-d24fcd14af43/bf6a7b467420be70440e5cedc90571e8 Have fun 👌

"Finally it's over... fuck this weekend sucked so much." Paige groaned as she finished changing from her daytime clothes and into a pair of baggy sweatpants, a purple tanktop and gray socks, her short green hair was disheveled and messy. The exhausted girl began to approach her bed, yawning as she shuffled along. "It's 1am and I have to be up at six, but I don't care I am soooo ready to slee-" The window began to creak, Paige immediately was overcome with a sense of dread and anger but mostly anger as she turned around to see Andrew silently crawl in. With annoyance clear on her face the green haired girl groaned and sat on the edge of her bed as the lad closed the window casually, as if he weren't trespassing. "Again? Already? Can't I have like a hour alone?" Paige complained as she stubbornly crossed her arms. She then looked over to find Andrew snooping around the various items on a bookshelf. As per usual, the blonde wore a black snapback hat, a red shirt, brown pants and a pair of Van shoes that were originally white but where now worn and tarnished. "So tell me why I shouldn't just call the cops on you for climbing in through my window." "Well, firstly, these anime figures you have here so fucking cringy. And second, my repulsive little foot goblin, if you try anything like that I'll probably just hold you down and throat fuck you till you vomit and then leave before anyone arrives." Andrew said with confidence, he knocked one of the figurines off the bookshelf and proceeded to cockily stroll across the room. Paige meanwhile sat there awkwardly until Andrew came to a half in front of her, at which point she then meekly looked away. "Or, we could skip the part where you call the cops and just get straight to me throat fucking you, how's that found." "N-no need for that..." Paige mumbled, she tried to sound tough but failed miserably. "Besides... the last time that happened I could barely even feel anything." "I don't know about that, slave, last time I shoved my dick down your throat you sobbed for literally three hours afterwards." Andrew grinned as Paiges cheeks turned red. Paige then remained mostly stoic as the bully roughly grabbed her cheeks with a single hand, puckering her lips and forcing her to look up at him. "So unless you want to flood your shitty bedroom with tears, again, I suggest you be a good girl and do what I want." Paige wiggled her way out of his grip and with a still clearly annoyed expression she nodded, got to her hands and knees before mumbling "Fine, whatever you want." Paige then grunted as she felt a shoe stomping down onto the back of neck, pinning her to the carpeted floor with Andrews foot applying so much pressure that the green haired girl immediately caved in as she waved her hands in surrender, not that it made Andrew crush her any less. "Okay, okay, damn..." Paige hissed quietly in a attempt to not disturb her various sleeping family members as she could feel the sole of the bullys shoe imprinting onto the back of her neck. "Fine, whatever you want Master." "Yea, that's more like it. And don't you forget to call me Master. I literally own you and don't you forget it." Andrew ordered sternly, Paige proceeded to silently lay there as the bully pressed down several times with his foot which rocked her tiny body. Paige was then relieved as the foot lifted from her neck only to slam onto the ground directly in front of her. Unfortunately knowing what to do, Paige scooted forward a bit and pressed her lips against the formerly white Van, with Andrew towering triumphantly above she managed to plant a dozen or so kisses before the shoe she suddenly pulled out from under her. Andrews shoe rose up and immediately after that Paiges face was shoved roughly into the carpet as the dirt encrusted shoe sole slammed down, with her head held painfully in place the green haired girl didn't resist and merely laid there suffering silently despite wanting to literally murder the sadistic bully. With mounting pain and annoyance Paige continued to lay there even as Andrew began to roll her head side to side while still applying the same cruel amount of pressure, right away the slave girls face began to ache thanks to her skin being grinded into the carpet which resulted in rug burn but still Paige simply laid there only clenching her fists and taking the abuse as Andrew undoubtedly bore a malicious satisfied grin. After a entire minute or so had passed Paige let out a unexpected yelp as Andrews foot shifted so that only his heel touched her head, and it did so while applying so much force that the annoyed slave half expected her face would be shoved through the floor. The pain only multiplied as Andrew began to twist and turn his foot, right away Paige could feel her hair being dragged and tugged at by the rubber of the shoe heel which made her want to cry out loudly but thanks to her being in a building filled with her family all she could do was let out a weak little whimper, which she reluctantly did as she knew Andrew would find it humorous... which he did, the skater lad chuckled upon hearing his slaves groan and immediately after Paige felt the shoe pressing down harder, enough that the poor girl could feel several hairs being plucked from her head. "Okay, okay..." Paige said quietly but sternly with her face buried in the carpet. "You can stop now asshole, this fuckin hurts." "Oh, I can stop now? Shut up, I can stop whenever I want slave." Andrew stated as he were speaking to a object, he then leaned in with all his bodyweight bearing down onto Paiges head with the facedown girl sucking in a surprised breath at the new levels of pain she was experiencing, it was bad enough she began to kick her legs with her toes curling in agony.  "But anyways, luckily for you this was just a little test. I was curious how long I could squash your ugly head before you'd say something. You made it fifty-two seconds, which means all this abuse and slave training must be working so good job you pathetic little slut. Soon you'll be sucking my toes with a smile." "S-shut up..." Paige winced with pain and embarrassment though fortunately the shoe stopped pressing down as hard, leaving the girl to now only experience excruciating pain rather than unbearable. "I will literally never smile aroun-" "Yea yea, whatever little foot goblin." Andrew said dismissively, with his heel still crushing Paiges head and pulled his foot back which caused his shoe to slip off. As the shoe came to rest next to her ear Paige grimaced as a far too familiar and vile stench filled her nose despite it being shoved down into the carpet. A moment later she felt the other shoe slam onto the back of her head though it was quickly removed, Paige lifted her head and found Andrew sitting down at her desk, spinning it to face her he lifted his still shoe-clad foot revealing that lots of dry dusty brown dirt was clinging to the sole. "I was gonna take off this shoe but then I remember the only thing we let you eat this whole weekend was a another dirt, sweat and grass sandwich. So you must be starving, fortunately for you I stopped by your favorite restaurant on the walk over here... that baseball field in the park, the one with the real tasty dirt." "...Wow..." Paige replied with a dead inside tone as she got to her hands and knees, she sighed and crawled over to her owner before sitting down and taking hold of Andrews ankle. She didn't lick, instead she shot the bully a rather annoyed look. "I swear it's almost impressive how determined you are to make my life literally as terrible as possible." "Oh shut it slut, you're gonna make me blush." Andrew retorted, jiggling his foot a bit. "Now do your job and suffer for my amusement." Paige maintained defiant eye contact with the bully for a few seconds before ultimately submitting, as she always did. She sighed and proceeded to stare into the sole of the left shoe, it was incredibly obvious that Andrew had stomped all around the baseball field as the rubbery crevices were filled with a dry brown dirt and even the non-crevice parts were covered in dust. The girls annoyed expression shifted to one of misery and disgust as she opened her mouth, leaned in and hesitated once the shoe was mere millimeters from her lips which only prompted Andrew to chuckle cruelly as ge enjoyed the show. After a moment Paige finally stuck out her tongue, she placed it flat against the heel of the shoe and immediately her whole body shivered noticeably in disgust but thanks to her months of nonstop slave training the green haired girl managed to keep her tongue pinned to the shoe with only a few whimpers and revolted moans. Feeling beyond humiliated that she was once again on her knees in her own bedroom being once again used like a object by this clearly sadistic bully Paige remained motionless as several seconds passed in silence with the green haired girls tastebuds being exposed to all the repulsiveness that clung to the shoe... the sole itself was rubbery, stale and vaguely plasticy but the dirt was far worse, it was rough, sandy and coarse but mostly it was just dry, dry enough that even after only a few seconds of contact Paige could feel all the moisture being absorbed off her tongue which unfortunately didn't save her from experiencing the dirty terribly bitter, earthy, stale taste. Paige glanced up with a mixture of annoyance and distress on her face only to see Andrew still intently watching with obvious enjoyment, Paige then focused her gaze onto the sole before her. After another moment of stalling she began to lick, dragging her tongue upwards with a very visible streak of saliva being left behind as the dirt replaced the spit on her tongue. Licking slowly Paige soon made it about halfway up the shoe sole, by now her tastebuds were brown and covered in filth, her eyes were narrow disgusted slits and already the poor girl could feel herself growing nauseous. Her levels of queasyness then tripled as Andrews right foot slammed onto her shoulder, she looked obviously displeased and disgusted as she felt the lads sock rubbing up against the side of her head, smearing her hair and ear with stink and sweat though unsurprisingly the stink part was the worst of all, the stench was nearly as bad as the taste of the dirt with it smelling like the inside of a flaming dumpster filled with grease and old vinegar. So now, as Paige continued to smear her tongue all around the bullys vile shoe sole, she had to endure the pain of her nose burning with every inhale she took. "You know... it's pretty weird seeing you in clothes that aren't all edgy and black. But, of course, even in those baggy gray sweatpants and that purple tanktop you still look like you just got hit by the Ugly-train." Andrew taunted. Unsurprisingly Paige quietly continued cleaning the dirt from his shoe while the bullys socked foot continued to caress the side of her head as if he were petting a dog, she absolutely despised every passing second but Paige knew the only option she really had was to be a good girl for her tormentor. As she began to lick around for the toe section of the shoe, where a particularly unpleasant clump of dirt existed, Andrew began to mock her even more. "And look at that, you're just wearing socks... I bet you'd love to jump up, kick me in the throat then repay me for all the fun times we've had, huh?" "Obviously." Paige spat, by now her lips and chin had become stained brown by the filth. She paused to reluctantly scrub her tongue over top of that clump of dirt but the only thing she accomplished was making it wetter despite her best efforts. "I would literally love nothing more than to stomp on your face until you stopped moving." "Well unfortunately for you, that's never gonna happen." Andrew replied with a arrogant grin as he reclined a bit in the chair while Paige was busy kneeling before him, licking dirt and inhaling nose-burning toxic air.  "And do you know why that'll never happen?" "Yes.." Paige mumbled somewhat meekly. Clearly she didn't wish to have this conversation as she began to lick around hard enough that the bully could feel her tongue through the shoe. "Come on slut, tell me why." Andrew ordered with a stern, mocking tone as Paige awkwardly avoided eye contact while still smearing and pressing her tongue around the dirt encrusted toe section of his shoe. "Tell me why you're never gonna get your sweet, sweet revenge." Paige sighed with reluctance and annoyance, she rolled her eyes and then proceeded to look downwards a bit to hide her rapidly reddening face behind the shoe, though she accidentally pressed her forehead against the sole leaving her pale skin marked with a brown grid pattern of dirt. Eventually, after a few seconds of prideful hesitation, she spoke slowly with a rather embarrassed and dead-inside tone. "I'll never have revenge... because I'm nothing but a..." Paige paused only for Andrews shoe to surge forward, the sole struck her face quite roughly and unfortunately it remained there. "I'm nothing but your good little... green haired foot goblin... a-and I live only to serve you and your amazing feet." "Exactly. Fuck, it's always so fun watching you squirm with embarrassment." Andrew chuckled with Paige not bothering to resist as the lad rubbed his dirt covered shoe sole all around her face. "I swear, you act all tough and stuff but really you're just a gross little spineless foot licker." "Yea whatever." Paige grumbled with her eyes closed tight as his shoe rearranged her now dirt covered face. "Alright so you've completely humiliated me and I have to meet you and your two asshole friends behind the school in like four hours, so how about you leave now so I can sleep." "Hmm. No, I think I'll stay." Andrew replied, feeling particularly amused and cocky as his slave groaned. Paiges eyes then opened as the shoe moved upwards, the heel suddenly pressed down onto the top of her head for a brief moment before the shoe slipped off leaving Andrews foot covered only by a sweat soaked sock that had originally been white but was now a vile whiteish tan. Not a second later Paige was violently kicked in the face by that same foot, she let out a loud cry for about a nanosecond before silencing herself as she crashed backwards onto the floor. "But luckily for you, I am a kind and loving god. And since you wanna sleep so badly, go lay on your bed." "Fine, but for fucks sake stop kicking me so much." Paige complained as she got to her feet. "Yea, I already know your just gonna frown and obey anyways so there's no point in me kicking you all the time." Andrew admitted as she stood, he absolutely towered over the tiny green haired girl. The bully then pointed to the bed and gave Paige a rough shove, one that nearly knocked her down but somehow she managed to remain vertical as she came to a halt at her bedside though she received a unexpected kick in her butt that was just enough to make her fall onto the bed. "But I'm gonna keep kicking you as much as I want, you're obviously not gonna stop me." Knowing that Andrew was right, Paige silently and with a sour expression arranged herself on the bed with her head resting on the pillows. The green blanket was in a lump at her feet though Andrew changed that as he grabbed it and tugged it up, within a second Paige found herself covered up to her neck in the blanket. A bit confused she just watched as Andrew swiftly tucked her in a bit before he suddenly leapt up onto the bed, he then plopped down onto the girls slender waist with enough force Paige would have cried out in pain if she didn't have to remain mostly quiet, instead she merely grunted. As Andrew shifted around a bit and got comfy Paige had a terrible realization, with the blanket tucked under her and with Andrew on top she couldn't move her arms or legs, she was practically wrapped up like a mummy with only her head exposed but that too became covered though not by a blanket unfortunately. Pinned and helpless and unable to yell obscenities, Paige watched as Andrew lifted his feet then placed them side by side before allowing his feet to hover several inches away from the slavegirls face. Right away Paiges nose curled and she bore a completely revolted expression as she stared into the sweat soaked, formerly white sock soles but as disgusting as those socks appeared that wasn't nearly as bad as the beyond repulsive stench they emitted... even with the tiniest of inhales Paige felt like she was snorting broken glass, glass that apparently reeked of moldy garlic, testosterone filled sweat and old cheese. "So." Andrew stated, Paige felt a bit nervous as the two incredibly large, wide and vile feet began to move forward. "Any last words before I smother you to death?" "Y-yea.." Paige mumbled nervously as she could now feel the gross heat radiating from Andrews soles, she cleared her throat to sound a bit more confident. I didn't really work. "Just actually kill me, please. Y-" Andrews feet surged forward, covering the remaining tiny distance between the socked soles and Paiges face instantly though the impact felt as if the bully had leapt off a skyscraper. The green haired girl had no choice but to scream out in pain but thanks to her face being completely engulfed it was completely muffled which only doomed the poor Paige to more torment. As her head begun to sink slightly into the pillow beneath Paige writhed in absolute disgust as Andrew pressed his feet hard against her face, his soles were warm and musky and unfortunately more than large enough as the bully could probably fit a whole different slavegirls head under his feet. After only a moment or so of having her face smothered mercilessly Paige could feel bits of sweat oozing out from the two socks, unsurprisingly the warm liquid was absolutely revolting and smelled equally as bad forcing Paige to cough loudly several times all of which were almost completely muffled. "Ahh yes, isn't this fun?" Andrew joked as he could feel Paige writhing and cringing beneath him.  "And just imagine, you're gonna be doing this shit for literally the rest of your life." "Mmmph mmph mpph." Paige grumbled, by now the poor girl could feel Andrews footsweat seeping into every individual pore on her face and she expected the excess sweat was simply flowing down onto her pillow. "I don't know what you said and I don't care." Andrew stated rather rudely with a slight grin, his feet were so wide he couldn't even see the girls head but he could certainly feel it as her face contorted with disgust beneath his soles. "Anyways, yea, how does it feel knowing that you're gonna be my bitch for the rest of your life?" Paige obviously loathed the idea but remained silent as she couldn't really speak, she was also far too busy trying to not die from the sheer overload her sense of smell was receiving, it was bad enough that not only her nostrils were burning but also her sinuses felt on fire with each inhale of the pungent musky bully boy feet she took. "I'm sure it must be pretty shitty. For you obviously, not me." Andrew grinned as Paige felt the two feet begin to move slowly up and down, the sweaty socked soles smearing around her already sweat covered face. "Not sure how I'm gonna make you my permanent slave just yet, but it'll happen." As the two feet grinded slowly up and down her face Paige could feel the pressure being applied increase so much that the poor girl was half tempted to beg for mercy but she knew that would only encourage the bully to be even more cruel. So instead she kept laying there as her head was pushed down so hard that she could clearly feel the mattress through the pillow. "Maybe I'll just drag you off into the bushes randomly and start trampling you to death then send you on your way, a couple dozen times a week." The bully pondered aloud as Paiges entire face began to ache thanks to her nose, lips and even cheeks being dragged along and contorted by Andrews wide socked soles. "But, honestly, I'll probably just have to kidnap you, chain you up and leave you in my shed or something. I'll have to buy a house first but until then maybe I'll just leave you bound and gagged out in the forest. How's that sound?" Paige was surprised when the feet ceased their painful grinding, though not all was well as Andrews toes and the balls of his feet pressed into upper section of her face, leaving her mouth exposed. "I swear I'm gonna have to get a restraining order on you." Paige hissed quietly with eyes filled with hatred, not that Andrew could see them with his feet still actively crushing her. "I've climbed through your window to destroy you in your own house like forty times, do you really think I restraining order will save you?" Andrew said nonchalantly. "Dumbass." Paige was then surprised as both feet lifted from her face, though she could still very clearly smell their vile odor. The left plopped onto the pillow beside her head while the right slammed loudly into the wall just above her, prompting the green haired girl to freak out, going from filled with annoyance and resentment to meek and still annoyed, but in a pleading kinda way. "H-hey, don't kick that wall." Paige whispered in a worried, begging tone. "My parents bedroom is on the other side! Their heads are literally like a meter away from mine." Andrew raised a eyebrow, a sinister grin spread on his lips and then he kicked the wall again, harder and louder with there probably now being a sweaty footprint visible. "Dude, please, come on." Paige sounded like she was about to break down into tears. "Stop." "Well well well, you look like you wanna cry. I'm kinda tempted to keep on kicking." Andrew said slyly, keeping his one foot on the wall he turned his attention to his left foot on the pillow, he proceeded to slowly peel off his sock with Paige just barely able to watch the whole show without moving her head. "But... I could be persuaded to not do that... but what's in it for me?" Paiges desperate expression turned a bit more towards anger but upon glancing up at the foot which was still pinned against the wall she let out a nervous sigh as she knew she was completely at the bullys mercy. "Okay... I'll...um...lick your feet?" She offered awkwardly with obvious embrassment. Andrews left foot slapped onto her head, covering about half her face prompting her to speak again, quicker and with more desperation. "Fuck okay, I'll lick your feet super passionately, like it'll be the best foot licking ever." Andrew was absolutely loving the sight of the typically grumpy slavegirl being so nervous she was nearly crying, he pulled his foot back from the wall and prepared to kick it again. "Well, I dunno... I thin-" "I'll worship your feet like I have a huge foot fetish...I'll... I'll do it for a whole week!" Paige begged rather pathetically with her voice cracking, by now she would have been pleading on her knees if she wasn't trapped under the cruel lad. "Please, my parents can't find out about this, please Master." "Oh ho ho, now you're calling me Master? Wow, you must be desperate." Andrew laughed, he thrusted his foot towards the wall as if he were going to kick but stopped before impact only to begin laughing harder as he saw the look of pure terror on Paiges face, or at least the half of her face not under his foot. The blonde, after ceasing his mocking laughter several seconds later, dropped his foot down with Paige flinching in pain as her entire face became once again covered completely by feet though this time Andrews left foot was bare while the right was still encased in its repulsive off-white sock. Right away Paige felt both feet pushing, enough that her head was once again shoved back far enough to feel the mattress through the pillow, after a second or so she then heard Andrews stern yet mocking voice. "Alright slave, you promised me a weeks worth of amazing feet licking, so you'd better start licking before I start kicking that wall again." Already immensely regretting her decision but determined to not have Andrew awaken everyone in the house, Paige began to turn her head slightly towards the bare left foot smothering one half of her face. Unsurprisingly it was rather difficult as Andrews feet were crushing her skull but she managed to do so, with the left foot now almost completely covering her face while Andrews right foot pressed down painfully on the side of her head where she could feel old sweat seeping from the sock and into her hair. Then without even a groan or grumble Paige opened her mouth and prepared to worship the feet of the douchebag she despised in what was probably the most pathetic display of submission she had performed yet, she stuck out her tongue though it didn't really pass more than a millimeter past her lips thanks to the blondes sole crushing her, still she began to lick the section of sole she could reach. Of course, the taste was beyond dreadful, it was like licking the the floor of a overused gym shower that had been covered in sweat and stale bread. After literal months of being a foot slave every day Paige was quite familiar with the taste of Andrews feet but she was far from a fan of the revolting flavor, still she kept licking and licking with her tongue being dragged around in a random pattern around the small section of his massive wide sole that she could reach without having to struggle to move her head. Being more than a little desperate to keep her life as a foot slave a secret from her family, Paige made sure to press her tongue as flat as possible against the bullys slightly tanned skin, lapping up warm salty sweat very 'eagerly'. While all this happened the green haired girl couldn't see a thing, her eyes were beneath the ball of Andrews foot but she was certain that the bully was watching (and probably taking pictures) with a terribly sinister grin. After perhaps a minute or so of nonstop licking Paige decided it would probably be best to move to another section of her cruel Masters foot as she had seemingly licked away all the sweat from the location her mouth was currently located, with her head still being flattened Paige took a deep breath which filled her lungs with the inhumanely sour, pungent scent of the bullys feet, she somehow managed to refrain from coughing or gagging before proceeding to move her head. The miserable girl moved her head upwards as fast as she could, which was only a few millimeters a second, during which time she had little choice but to drag her face along Andrews sweat and stink coated skin until she finally stopped with her mouth now being somewhere in the center of the bullys wide sole and her eyes beneath his toes, allowing Paige to somewhat see and of course she saw Andrew sitting there, grinning with sadistic pleasure. "Well hello, my little foot slut." The bully greeted with a friendly, mocking tone as the pair made eye contact though that immediately stopped as Paige simply closed her eyes out of pure humialtion. A moment later Andrew felt her tongue beginning lick around, it felt so very warm and pleasant. "You know, this stuff is so much more satisfying when you're acting like a proper slave girl, all submissive and obedient and afraid. I like it a lot more than the usual angry, yelling bullshit you do." Feeling her cheeks somehow get even redder with embarrassment, Paige kept licking despite her sense of pride telling her to stop and say all sorts of terribly rude things to Andrew but somehow she managed to keep being a good slave. By now her tongue had begun to ache from licking so hard and it even had begun to burn just a bit thanks to all the sweat she had been mopping up with it, regardless Paige licked in quick circles with her tastebuds practically screaming out in agony thanks to how utterly foul the blonde lads sole was. "So slut.." Andrew said, he paused to yawn as it was getting quite late. "Going back to our conversation about how you're gonna be my foot slut for your entire life, tell me, how excited to be my foot slut your entire life?" From beneath the bullys massive feet a small and purposefully meek voice could barely be heard. "Mmph mmph mmmh mmmph..." Paige mumbled, speaking as submissively as she could manage. Unfortunately, Andrews foot lifted just barely enough for her to repeat her embarrassing statement, which she reluctantly did. "Serving you forever...would be a honor, Maste-" That foot then immediately slammed right back down with even more pressure than before, it shifted slightly and once again Paige found half of her face beneath Andrews bare left foot and his sock clad right foot. "Ohh you don't mean that, you're just saying that cause I could kick your wall, wake up your retarded parents and expose you as the pathetic foot licker you are." Andrew said with Paige wincing in pain as she felt both feet grind into her face briefly before stopping and applying a skull splitting amount of pressure. A few seconds passed with the pressure only increasing until finally Paige began to panic as she found herself unable to breathe. "But ya know, I guess I'd prefer you being a miserable resentful slave than you being some disgusting foot lover, it makes things much more entertaining." Still unable to breathe, Paige felt her heart rate speed up as her left eye shot open. She could just barely see through Andrews toes, though only through the left foot as the still sock clad left foot was busy seeping sweat into her still closed eye, unsurprisingly she saw the sadistic bully still seated atop her waist with a cruel and malicious grin. "But luckily for you, I'm ready to go home and sleep. After fucking you up all weekend I'm pretty tired." Andrew snickered before yawning again as Paige began to panic even more as his feet pressed down harder, already her lungs were beginning to ache from oxygen deprivation. "I bet you're down there having a panic attack, that's kinda funny. But don't worry slut, I'm not gonna smother you to death. Who would I kick and treat like trash on a daily basis? Nah, I'm just gonna do it until you pass out, after all you did say earlier that you were tired so really you should be thanking me." That statement didn't make Paige feel any better, ten or so seconds had passed and her head had begun to throb terribly. She tried to breathe but her was crushed and upturned slightly with her nostrils pressed right against so that didn't work, she tried to open her mouth to suck in undoubtedly sweat-flavored air but her lips were being so thoroughly flattened she couldn't even twitch them. "Well, I guess there is like a tiny chance you could die. But that is a risk I'm willing to take, imagine how retarded you'd look if you cause of death was 'asphyxiation via handsome boy feet'!" Andrew joked, he then chuckled as he felt Paige beginning to desperately shake, wiggle and writhe beneath him to free herself. Andrew simply grabbed onto the girls waist with both hands to balance himself,  not that he was in danger of falling. "Come on slut, you can do better than that." As Andrew finished speaking Paige coincidentally felt all the strength leave her body, she kept trying to shake the cruel blonde off but after a few more seconds even that became too difficult. Fearful tears began to stream as the green haired girl knew there was no hope of resisting, no hope of escape just like there was no hope of her ever being free of Andrews footy tyranny. As Paige laid there, slipping into the depths of unconsciousness the last thing she felt was her Masters feet somehow pressing down even harder, covering her pale skin enough sweat to drown her if the smothering didn't already kill her... Several hours later... Paige sat up in her bed at an incredible speed, wide eyed and in a panic. She coughed hard, or at least tried to, she then cringed in disgust as her tastebuds became aware of sweat socked socks, she also noticed that her jaw was forced open far too wide which was immensely painful. She reached up and pulled one of Andrews socks from her mouth, tossed it away then pulled the bullys other sock from her mouth.  A bit of confusion took over as she still felt sweat soaked fabric inside her mouth, Paige fished it out and found herself holding a pair of gray ankle socks. She threw the blanket off herself only to find her own pale feet bare and exposed. "Wow... that asshole really stuck his socks and mine in my mouth...wait, what time is it?" Paige asked with a tinge of worry upon noticing dim daylight seeping through her window, looking over at a clock the green haired girl immediately jumped out of bed. "Oh fuck oh fuck, I'm late! Andrew and his douchebag friends are gonna destroy me." Not even bothering to change from her pajamas or put on socks, Paige tugged on her edgy black boots and literally sprinted from the house knowing she would soon be mercilessly trampled into the ground, which would only be the first of roughly a dozen foot filled torture sessions of the day... _______________________________ How would you react if Andrew broke into your room and started demanding you be his slave?

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