Jinx, slowly moved one putrid foot towards you, wiggling her, baby blue painted, toes menacingly.
You could only stare blankly, at the putrid instrument of your impending doom, getting closer.
It was not that you body refused to listen to your orders. You had not been paralyzed with fear. Rather there were no orders at all. You could not move shocked by the sudden realization of your powerlessness. You were powerless to escape. Powerless to retaliate. You were powerless!
And worst of all, you had accepted it. The sole thing you could do was... surrender to the soles of the beautiful blue haired psycho, and hope that she would allow you to survive. Though if she did, it would merely be to torment you.
Suddenly the smell of jinx's foot awoke you from your train of thought. Her sole now was a sweaty wall of flesh, right in front of you, so close that, if you leaned forward, you forehead would graze it.
In one swift motion, her toes grasped your head! Gently enough to not crush it, but with enough force to make you yelp in pain. You immediately regretted it. The reeking stench of her footsweat was tenfold worse than the pain. And even worse, you gulped down some sweat. You cringed at the foul taste of it. You wanted to cough, but dared not open your mouth again. Your tongue was burning!
"What should I do with you?" You heard Jinx wonder high above.
After a brief pause, she squealed in excitement .
"I know just the thing tiny guy! You will love it!"
You begged to differ. Not that it did matter. You felt her move her foot, and loosening her grip on your head. Suddenly you were falling downwards, you screamed instinctively, but then you remembered that you had a similar experience a while ago and you had came out unscathed. Indeed your fall was abruptly halted with you pummeling down on a damp surface. Pain was shooting through your whole body, but you were still alive. It seemed that not only you had shrunk, but also had gained some level of invulnerability. Well you'd rather had lost your sense of smell or pain, but at least this meant you had a chance of survival. The flame of hope was rekindling inside of you. If you played along with jinx rules and became her loyal foot licking puppy, you could find an opportunity to escape sometime.
Then suddenly the smell hit you. Never before had you though you could describe a smell as thick, but this was the best word to describe this foul odor. Wondering where you were you looked up to see a circular opening from where light reached down on your smelly prison.
Then it struck you! You knew exactly where you were! Inside jinx's smelly worn out boot. You grimaced as you felt the stench enter your nose lungs and brain.
Terror filled you as you saw Jin'x feet enter the opening of the boot. "I hope you are comfortable down there." You heard Jinx say melodically.
She laughed hysterically as her foot slowly entered the boot. Darkness engulfed you. You felt her toes pass over and the arch of her smelly sole came to rest gently on top of you. The stench of her feet intensified the odor inside her putrid damp boot. You wanted to cry. What had you done to deserve this? And then she began to apply pressure down on you, It hurt like fucking hell. You gritted your teeth, wondering how much longer you could last in there. You heard Jinx mumble something above but you could not hear.
And the she stomped down her foot. You screamed in pain, gulping down gallons of disgusting footsweat. You did not care anymore. Each passing second things were getting even worse, if possible. You were not sure which was the worst part of this torture, the pain or the reek? But definitely it was the most inhumane thing you had ever gone through. There was no escape. Never! Now you fully realized it. There was only serving and worshipping jinx for the rest of your pathetic life.
You open you mouth and let some more footsweat in. It was foul, but if you were going to spend the remaining of your life in it, you might as well get used to it.
And then jinx, began walking. She walk for a long time, with lots of unnecessary stomping and twisting her foot, just to torture you. You did not care anymore. You embraced it all as your new life. You screamed every now and then, tasting more of her foul footsweat, and breathed in deeply in the reek of her feet.
The stench made you dizzy, as if you were high. Soon enough the sole thing you could think was this putrid smell filling you whole being. And whatever hopes you had burning inside of you were slowly being extinguished, as the heavy smell of Jinx’s feet, took over your conscious.
Soon you began mumbling things. Things you did not even realized yourself at the beginning.
things like:
"Thank you , Mistress Jinx." After each stomp,
Or periodically,
"I love the smell of your feet, mistress jinx."
And even
"Please keep me here forever, Mistress jinx."
You even caught yourself planting kisses at Jin'x sole and taking small licks of it.
You were surprised, but you did not really care. You could not care. Your conscious had almost faded away.
So what happens next: Jinx...
a) Has felt your kissing her foot, and takes you out eventually to reward you
b) Takes you out, saying she needs to blow off some steam. Stomps you relentlessly.
c) Takes you out demanding that you tend to some other part of her body.
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