You stood in disbelief for a second. Giving Chad a foot rub sounded absolutely disgusting. For some reason, he'd always loved touching you with his feet, especially when they smelled absolutely terrible. He'd even forced you to kiss them before, though you were convinced you would never let that happen again.
"I'm not gonna ask again. You'd better hurry up, loser, before I change my mind."
What's the harm in a foot rub? This was probably just a one time thing anyway, might as well get it over with.
You sat down next to him on the couch before being promptly ordered onto the floor. Chad grinned as he raised a foot to your face, rubbing his disgusting toes. You could feel some heat emanating off of them, and they smelled absolutely ripe.
"Start rubbing, loser."
You took his foot in your hand and began kneading the ball underneath the toes. Chad resumed his video games and you focused on rubbing his foot. After about a minute, he put his other foot on your shoulder.
Exhausted and drained, you began to dose off. After a few minutes, you heard a click and looked up. Chad was grinning, his phone in hand, snapping pictures of you.
"Hey, wha-"
He jammed a foot into your mouth, and the absolutely repulsive taste was almost as bad as the pain from his toes hitting the roof of your mouth.
"I didn't say you could stop, loser. I told you that you'd do anything I asked, and I meant it. Now, rub my toes bitch."
He pulled his foot out of your mouth and you instantly began rubbing his toes. You could still taste some toesweat in your mouth, absolutely humiliated and unsure of how to respond.
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