Chapter #4Lick his shoe by: Unknown The boy, with a cruel smile on his face, approaches you holding his dirty trainers in front of him.
The shoes are covered in dirt, stains and smell, testifying to their heavy use and lack of maintenance.
He presents his shoes to you defiantly, savoring every second of the discomfort and apprehension this causes you, reduced to a tiny size.
The boy takes great pleasure in highlighting the disgusting aspect of his shoes, insisting on the dirty aspects and the germs that inhabit them.
The boy, in a burst of confidence, orders you to lick the dark stains from the insoles of his shoes.
He brings the sole up to your face, showing you the stains and marks as if to make sure you understand what you're supposed to be doing.
You're frightened and resigned to the consequences of resisting, so you lower your head and reluctantly approach the dark stains with your tongue.
The sight of the salvaged residue and the prospect of tasting these disgusting substances are deeply repugnant to you, but you have no choice but to obey the boy's orders.
The scene becomes increasingly degrading for you, as you are forced to lick and wipe away every bit of dirt in the interstices of the sole, while the boy watches you with a satisfied smile, savoring every moment.
With boundless cruelty, the boy pushes your head down with his index finger, preventing it from evading his disgusting task.
He guides the movement of his head, pointing to every stain and residue on the soles of his shoes.
He points to wear marks, embedded dirt and scuff marks, taking malicious pleasure in highlighting them before your eyes.
He makes sure you don't miss a single stain or trace.
So you're forced to keep your mouth in contact with the insole. You feel a deep sense of disgust and an irrepressible urge to back away.
But the firm grip of the boy's finger on your head prevents you from resisting.
You must continue to lick the stains under the boy's insistent, taunting gaze.
The boy, determined to push you into a corner, is particularly insistent on the location of the heels of his shoes.
The heels inside his shoes are particularly worn and covered with dry perspiration.
They are particularly rough and dirty.
Indeed, the footprints are particularly black here (especially on the toes and heel).
You can feel their abrasive texture against your tongue.
You have to fight hard to overcome your disgust and continue to lap up the dissolves that accumulate there.
But that's not all. The boy urges you to attack the most remote areas of the insole, where the toes leave their imprints. These dark, visibly soiled areas are a real challenge for you.
Once you've finished cleaning the shoes, you slowly sit up. Your knees are sore from kneeling for so long.
You glance shyly at the boy, trying to decipher his expressions. The heavy silence that follows is broken by the boy's satisfied smile. indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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