As soon as the words slipped from Miss Hall's red lips your heart dropped. You knew that under the ownership of Miss Hall the rest of your life was to be nothing but pain, and she made sure that you knew it from the start.
"Now, I prefer my tinies in the nude, so..." She started before tearing your clothing off of your body effortlessly, leaving you naked on the cold desk. "Now my feet are quite worn out, but I'm sure you can take care of that, can't you?" She said once more before plucking you from your spot on her desk, and peeling her heel open, slipping you under her right foot.
The stench was nearly unbearable, but you really had no choice as the wrinkly soles of the middle aged principal wiggled above you. She positioned her foot so that your head was placed directly between two of her toes, where toejam dribbled onto your face, making you gag. The woman had no care for your state, as she filed paperwork and sent emails from her computer so far above you and your predicament.
You fainted, under the pressure of her foot and smell that protruded from her, and fell into a deep sleep. You slowly raised your eyes open, seeing that you were no longer in the shoe, but instead in a clear container. You couldn't make out what it was just yet, but as you raised yourself up you could clearly see that you were in a
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