Sarah is only 18 and is already a real foot Goddess
Being an only child Joanne was excited when she found out her Dad’s new Girlfriend had a daughter. Finally she would have a proper Sister someone to share everything with, she thought they’d be best friends forever. Sarah was equally as excited but for other reasons …
Who knew what had started out as a dare between Amanda and her friends would end up in months worth of bullying and humiliation soon after this photo made its way onto Facebook …
The new assistant principal had already humiliated me in front of my students. In front of my co-teachers. My friends. Mocking my hair style as being childish. My clothing as being less than professional. Even my choice of perfume as being cheap. If her goal was to belittle and to intimidate, she was succeeding. So yeah, I was extra nervous when I heard my name over the school intercom to come to her office. But now, as I walked through the door, I immediately had trouble keeping my eyes off her chest. I could feel her triumphant grin as I was frozen in place for a moment, before slowly turning toward the door needing to get away.
“That’s a pity you feel the need to leave, Julia, because I was going to suggest a compromise. A way for you to get on my good side. You see, I’ve had conversations with others about you. I think I know what you need.”
My stomach was instantly ready to revolt on me, and my worst thoughts were now more than realized, as she slowly wheeled her chair back around from her desk. She was completely naked from the waist down. The smile of hers never changing as I suddenly couldn’t move. “Mmhmmm, just as I thought.” And with that she slowly opened her legs.
I don’t remember crossing the room. At one moment I was standing, frozen in indecision with my hand on the doorknob. The next, I was on my knees between her legs. Nothing else mattered any longer, as I was engulfed in my role, hemmed in by her thighs, and centered only on her sex.
“Oh that’s it, you delicious little slut. Mmmm yes. You just might be on my good side now.”
It’s where women like you and l belong.
Pleasuring others.
It’s what we do.
It’s why we exist.
Why else makes us whole?
She spotted it right away.
Dominant women seem to feel our vibe. They hunt for us. They don’t need guns. They use their iron will to break us the way we need to be broken.
A broken heart and a contrite spirit. They feel it and beckon us to their layer…. a we always do.
Holly strikes a nerve here doesn’t she? A little submissive nerve. You might not even consider yourself a lesbian yet. But you can’t help escape this need to give in, give in to the the stronger Woman. Give in to your desires you fight so hard against. At least Holly knows her place. Give in to your rival at work, let Her dominate you, let Her take the accolades you should be getting. Give in to your husband’s lover. She’s better than you too isn’t she? Do anything you can to help encourage Her to do the things that your not as good at. Leave them alone to fuck in your bed and encourage the better Woman. Give in to your schoolgirl bully. Give in to any bully. They’re stronger than you, they’ll just take what they want anyway. That’s a girl, edge to all the better Women in your life until you know the easiest thing is to just give in to them. Pay a prostitute to lick Her Feet but show Her the proper respect, She is better than you too … If She wants you to pay for extra services like, you know, licking Her, then give in to that too. There’s a good girl.
No, of course not. You know you’re not allowed on the furniture, it’s one of my rules and I don’t know why you’re even asking. Because Anne and Julie will be here in a few minutes? But they both know I keep you under the thumb. No, once you’ve made them both a coffee you sit on the floor by me and massage my feet while we chat. I’m sure they’d both appreciate a foot rub too.
When your bully is having friends over and really lays down the rules …
This is a work of fiction. Unless otherwise indicated, all the names, characters, businesses, places, events and incidents in this book are either the product of the author’s imagination or used in a fictitious manner. Any resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, or actual events is purely coincidental.
Happy Reading.
EggWhites
Chapter One
It has come to my attention, for some time now, that my bastard of a husband is cheating on me. I’d be lying if I said I was surprised, bu—fuck.
Judy winced then reluctantly stopped writing, and let her squinting eyes look through her window for a second. It was a sunny day, during which she’d usually be out with Mr. Jerk, taking a walk in the garden. Not today though. Not for a long time.
You were at the gym as usual on a Tuesday night, you like coming so late because there’s rarely anyone there. Also because it was always at this time Veronica would be working out as well… You had a little crush on her, and you were pretty sure she knew it. Sometimes she would look over and smile at you as she moved from the squat rack to the free weights, or give you a little wave when she first walked through the doors and saw you there. But you were too shy to actually say anything to her, every time you tried to muster up the courage to say something you choked up and seemed to forget how to form basic words and sentences.
Tonight Veronica was going for a jog on the treadmill, she was facing away from where you were so you had a perfect view of her ass bouncing in her gray shorts as she ran, and her long brown hair swaying back and forth. You always try your best to be respectful, you don’t want to get kicked out after all and you really liked Veronica so you didn’t want to come off as some kind of creep. But she couldn’t tell you were watching from where she was, so every now and then you stole a peek in between sets… you really couldn’t help but notice how beautiful she looked. She was quite alluring, and you especially loved the bright pink runners she always wears on the nights she does her cardio, paired with a cute pair of white socks.
You were listening to some music when you saw someone out of the corner of your eye approach you during your set. It was Veronica, walking straight towards you, there was no mistake. You popped out your headphones and looked up at her in awe.
“Were you just staring at me?” she asked curiously, folding her arms and looking down at you. She didn’t seem to be mad, but she definitely expected an answer.
“I uhhh… n-no I wasn’t” You said, your heart speeding up and your breath shaking. You felt so small in front of her then. How could she have known?
“Yes. Yes you were. Don’t lie to me.” she said, seeming a little angrier now. You felt scared, worried she was about to hit you or go tell the gym staff.
“Okay yes, I’m really sorry please don’t be mad at me, I looked over at you a couple times in between workouts and I’ll never do it again I promise. I’m really really sorry, I mean it.” You pleaded with her, and you really did mean it.
“I knew it!” she said and her lips curled into a smile. “If you’re really sorry, you’ll go clean my sweat off the treadmill for me. I don’t feel like doing it. Or should I go tell the front desk I caught you staring at my ass?” She smiled down at you cruelly. She was clearly enjoying this.
“Of course” you said, getting up. “Again look I’m so sorry, please don’t tell the staff I’ll do anything.” She walked behind you as you got a towel and made your way over to the machine. She clearly had a good workout, the buttons were quite wet and beads of sweat still clung to her tight abs and legs. She quietly watched as you cleaned her sweat, you had never felt more humiliated.
You were just finishing up when she raised her eyebrows and said “all clean?”
“Yes” you replied quietly, your face burning with embarrassment from cleaning up after your crush in public.
“Good. “ she smiled at you again. “Go put that towel in the laundry and meet me in the girls locker room when you’re done.” She turned and walked away without waiting for a response, clearly expecting you would just obey her command.
You were nervous as you walked back from the laundry. There was hardly anyone here, but you still felt scared you would get caught. But what choice did you have? You didn’t want her to go to the staff. You gulped as you pushed open the door to the locker room.
“Over here, loser.” Veronica called from around the corner. You approached to see her standing next to her open locker, arms crossed. She pointed at the floor in front of her. “On your knees, here.”
You walked over and got on the floor. “Look-” you began to say, but she slapped your face hard enough it stung. “I don’t care what you have to say pervert. You said you’ll do anything, now prove it” She smiled wickedly down at you. “Untie my shoes and take them off.” She held her foot out expectantly.
You did as instructed, afraid of disobeying her and getting slapped again. You noticed her feet were warm and damp with sweat as you laid her shoes neatly to the side. She nudged one closer to you with her foot. “Put your face in my shoe loser. Sniff it.”
You leaned down and sniffed her sweaty shoe. It was incredibly humiliating, and it smelled acrid and strong from her run. She giggled at you and once again your face burned with embarrassment, then she put her foot on the back of your head and pushed down. “Youre so pathetic. I knew you liked me but you were too much of a wimp to actually say something, you just follow me around the gym like a lost puppy. So go ahead, sniff hard for me little puppy”
You did as she said and she laughed even harder. She let her foot off your head and pushed the pink shoe out of the way, turning around and showing you the bottom of her sock. “Lick the sweat from my sock. Now.” You looked up at her, pleading with your eyes for her to stop but she just pointed at her foot expectantly. You stuck your tongue out and ran your foot over her sole, from the toe all the way to the heel. It tasted disgusting, you gagged on her sweat and filth and she just giggled at you again. “Keep licking, loser. I don’t care how bad it tastes, this is exactly where you fucking belong.”
You felt exactly as pathetic as she described you and as you sucked and licked on her socked foot. Veronica had stopped looking at you and was scrolling through her phone. You were never going to be able to look her in the eyes again after this… But even though you she was being impossibly cruel to you, your cock started to grow in your shorts looking up at her beautiful ass. You couldn’t help it, you tried to shift your weight so your hips were on the ground and you could grind the locker room floor. It started feeling really good, and the sweaty taste wasn’t so bad. But then she noticed.
“What the fuck are you doing you little freak? Are you humping the floor? Do you like cleaning my feet that much?” she pulled her foot back and you groaned. “Disgusting. You are so fucking disgusting you know that?” suddenly she spit hard on your face and you felt it drip down your forehead into your eye.
“Stop rubbing your dick. Get up on your knees again, now.” She looked down at you and smiled at her handiwork. “From now on, you’re going to be my personal gym bitch. You will clean all my machines after I use them. You will carry my water bottle and towel for me and you will stand silently out of my sight while I work out. And when I’m done with my workout, you will lick the sweat off my fucking feet like the loser you are. I own you now. Is that understood?”
“Yes Veronica I understand.” You said, genuinely afraid of what she would do if you said anything else.
“Good. You will address me as Miss Veronica from now on, foot bitch. Now get the fuck out of my sight, and don’t clean my spit off your face. Leave it there until you get home.”
“Yes Miss.” you said as you hurried to your feet to leave. You don’t know what just happened but your dick was hard as a rock and you were going straight home to furiously jerk off.
This is a bit different to the content I usually share or create, I’ve not written this but I’m sure all my little lesbian submissives can insert themselves into this gym fantasy!
