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This was my chance !! She slept and wouldnt notice me escape from here.
I quietly got up and tried to sneak my way out, so i dont wake her up.
I was so happy to leave this place, i would even leave my car here to leave this town as fast as possibly.
But my hopes got shattered in an instant.
I suddenly felt a hand on my back. Michelle turned me around.
She looked very angry...
She was awake all the time, i was so stupid.
She looked me sternly in my eyes with her hateful look and her lips tightened.
I immediately tried to run past her but she just lifted her leg to stop me.
Her knee made me fall on the ground. She hit my stomach and i couldnt breathe for the moment.
I gasped for air as she stood right before to me.
It was so easy for her to show me my place. Right under her. Next to her feet.
I was lying right between her feet and I was so far out of it, that ridiculous thoughts began to enter my brain.
Staring at her bare feet through my tear filled eyes, it occurred to me that a French pedicure really made a females feet look lovely. The gleaming white tips on her toe nails were evenly done and picture perfect.
I was enjoying the scenery until Michelle viciously yanked me up by my hair.
She dragged my broken body over to the chair and held me on my knees while
she sat down. Then she placed her right foot up on her left knee and snatched a
handful of my hair while she stared into eyes.
Since you kept landing at my feet when you hit the
floor, I can only assume you're madly in love with them. I've decided to give you
the distinct pleasure of tasting their sweet aroma." She said as she jerked my lips down to her big toe.
"Open your mouth and say ahhh weakling."
Now I admit I thought her feet were pretty while I was lying next to them.
But I sure as hell didn 't want them in my mouth. Then reality forced it's
way into my mind. If I didn't willing obey her command and suck on her toe,
she would resume my beating and probably shove it in my mouth afterwards.
So I really had no choice. I opened up crying my eyes out.
"That's a good boy." She said as she pushed her big toe in my mouth.
"Now enjoy yourself wuss. And don't bite because that would make me very angry.
You don't want me to get angry do you?" "Nuugghhh." I unintelligently mumbled.
"That's what I thought." She said giggling. "Now start sucking."
I shut my eyes tight against the shame spreading through me and began to
suck on her big toe like it was a pacifier. Michelle increased my humiliation by moving my head up and back like I was giving her big toe a blow job.
My shameful tears were heavily splashing on the ground. The pungent taste filling my
mouth made me want to vomit. But knowing the punishment I would receive for
committing such a despicable act, allowed me to force it back down my throat.
"You're doing an excellent job wuss. You really do love the taste of my feet.
I'm flattered." She said laughing in my face while she wiped a tear from her eye.
It seemed that she was very amused.
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