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"Feet, huh? I never would have called it, but it works so well for that loser!" She turned serious a moment. "So you think this is what's finally going to get him to crack?"
"Absolutely," Alice answered. "I just need a little help to get him to accept things is all."
You coughed loudly, causing both girls to look instantly at the door.
"Patty!" Marisa exclaims with a gleeful grin. "We were just talking about you! All good things." She stretched, pointing her socked feet at you, then climbed to her feet and practically stalks over. She makes like she;s walking past you, only to slam the door shut and yank your legs out from under you. After a brief confusion of flailing limbs, she twists you into a hold where the both of you are lying on your sides, upside down relative to each other. Her legs pin your arms and her sweaty socks are jammed into your face.
Alice sighs. "A bit more direct than what I had in mind, but thank you, Marisa." She gets something from her nightstand then sits on the bed, waving her foot gently about a foot from your face. Pinched between her big toe and the rest is a gold chain, with a crystal dangling from it. "Now Patrick, I know it's hard but just relax. No one here will hurt you. Breathe in that foot smell, watch the pendant go back and forth, watch my feet if you prefer. Just relax and get ready to sleep, and you'll be so rewarded my little footslut..."
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