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Ah, no, she didn’t. When she was done, she just threw my bag on the ground and told me to sit alone in the last row, and I did that” Good girl. You know where you belong. Pass me that folder up so I can finish correcting your mess, and use those hands to press my foot against your face. Rub it with your nose, lips and chin now. Don't make me do all the work." A group of students, ten of them, cornered me again after classes. They were freshman girls and boys and Chelsea was among them. This time though I wasn’t alone, they got another boy with me, his name is Jonathan I think” I know Brit, they all are. But things are always relative. Was she the worst? The easiest? Help me here” As you can see, I mentioned that this story will include extreme humiliation at the title. For more clarity, this story will have twisted plots and cruel scenes. The story rationalizes topics like bullying and abuse with a twisted logic. I know that for some, this can be hard to read, and maybe it can be a trigger for others. So please stop reading here if you feel you are not comfortable reading about such topics. I know I am not always in the right mind for that, and this is ok. Obviously, this is only a fiction work, so if you decided to keep reading, keep this in mind. In real life, bullying is not a hot thing, it is a serious issue. I feel I had to put this disclaimer first, because I don't want my writing to give some people the wrong ideas.

She raised one of Alice's foot and placed a deep kiss on her toes, somehow knowing Alice expected a proper one. Alice giggled, hardly believing how compliant Tina was turning out. She had hoped she'd be able to get her to do some of this, but she had never imagined how easy it would be. Change foot", said Dana. "I love how your little nose cools down my sore toes as you breathe in my stinky sweat, and my other foot needs some refreshing too. Make sure to keep kissing properly if you want to keep your air privileges. " I know she is missing her home. I heard her telling her friends many times how much she missed her room, her mother’s cooking, stuff like that”It could have been much worse and you know that, Brit.” Helen said in a firm tone: “she doesn’t seem to enjoy violence. This is a good thing for you. Even when she looked into your bag, you know as much as I do that other girls or boys would probably beat you afterwards just to show dominance. She didn’t. So yes, even in such horrible circumstances, we have to look for a positive angle” Yeah. I... I love it, thank you Alice." Tina started sniffing the toes, making delighted, yummy noises, while trying to look like she meant it and containing her nausea.

Everyday, she went to college with a new plan to avoid those who she knew would come after her. And everyday she failed and ended up with two or three encounters in which she was beaten, humiliated, or both. Her mother started noticing the high school cycle starting all over again. She tried to comfort her daughter, telling her things would be better eventually, but they both know this is not going to happen. The only thing that kept Brit going was the hope that university would be different for her. She wasn’t a bad student, not a good one, but also not a terrible one. She managed to graduate highschool with acceptable marks, and with some financial support from her mother, she got a spot in their local university. She took a part time job in a local store for two days a week to cover her expenses. And was looking forward to a fresh and better chapter in her life.Maybe Brit is a natural loser, and of course she is a natural lesbian too, but that demonic and frustrating link between the two was created and nurtured by Chelsea, she was the one who made Brit the freak she turned out to be. My exploration of her feet was almost frantic; my nose darted from heel to toes, arch to ankle, searching for the strongest scent. Finding a particularly sweet spot, my fingers wrapped around her foot, pressing my nose into the groove beneath her toes. It was a bold move, almost foolish, but she didn’t react and it only spurred me on. The fingers of my other hand danced over my underwear as I gently started to play with myself. Then, selfishly, I slipped my panties aside and probed away, all the while taking in the aroma of her gorgeous feet. This time Brit looked with a pleading eyes at the girl who was sitting above her: “please” was all she managed to say First do you promise to be honest with me? No matter how embarrassed you might feel?” she wanted to put her daughter in the right mindset I’m sorry Tiffany, it won’t happen again. Please don’t say anything.” I pleaded desperately. From her eyes I could tell that she was unmoved by my apology, and I seriously believed myself to be in deep trouble.

Ok", said Alice, in a quiet, tentative tone, as if she were really afraid. She gave one last wink to her mother, who was finding it difficult to keep from laughing. Oh, Mum!" said Alice. "Of course you hurt her. It's just you don't need pain to hurt one of these submissive toys. Simply showing them what they are is enough." Good", said Dana. "My feet still need pampering though, and since you gave your slave a break, you should be the one to do it." She was looking at Alice. "One of your special foot massages would be nice about now." A trial?” Helen didn’t like the sound of it. She knows how mean students can be, but it seems her daughter got the worst version of bullies. You know you’re not allowed to wear those heels, they’re special.” I countered, trying to sound as serious as possible, but failing miserably.Alice started driving Tina's cheeks hard against Dana's soles, in a sort of reverse slap. Both dominants laughed as they heard the sound of Tina's face, and saw her wince. Her face expression looked deliciously horrified, and it didn't take her long to start crying again. And finally, when Brit thought her ordeal was over, Lily punched her directly at the face to conclude the party on a high note as she told her friends while laughing. Yes, this is definitely the most horrible day for Brit, and the sad part is that she knows that things will only go even worse from there. It was a few days after. I was in the classroom like 20 minutes before the class. Chelsea walked in. She was alone this time. When she saw that the classroom was almost empty and noticed me sitting alone, she walked toward me and arrogantly asked if I was the loser her friends were beating the other day” She knew that those heels were out of bounds. Many times in the past she had asked to borrow them, and my answer had always been the same, ‘No’. They were my treasured pair, I’d worn them to my senior prom and they held so many memories. Tiffany knew that I would never willingly give them to her, but now things were different. She was holding all of the cards and I came to realise just how silly I had been. There was no way I could tell her what to do anymore, but still, I didn’t want to give in to her demand so easily.

Tina couldn't bear the thought of someone else seeing her degrade herself like that, but she knew Alice was right. Things could always get worse, and if she didn't pass this course she wouldn't be able to do what she really wanted. I wasn’t asking.” Diane said a evil look, she moved her right foot to her brothers face and rubbed her sole against his cheek. “It seems to me the only thing your good for is being used as a doormat.” So, you’re like…in love with my feet or something?” she asked, ignoring my plea and staring downwards intently. Her attitude was confusing and I found it unreadable. She was sort of smirking at me, but I couldn’t be sure how angry she was. There seemed to be a hint of amusement in her tone but I didn’t want to risk anything at this point. Self-preservation was the current agenda. In reaction to her words, the worst part was that it was true; my secret was now out in the open. Some people will tell you that the loss of such a burden is a relief. I can assure you it is complete devastation.

Happy Mother's Day (part 2) by aubreyplaza96, literature

But nothing. Kiss my feet and thank me for this. Really, I think you'll find you can learn to like it." Julie laughed and said: “It might be sent from HR, but she wrote it herself. She is sending us all a message about who is the real boss here, and be my guest if you want to leak it. I don’t want to take my chances with Alena” She's my little foot girl", said Alice, amused. "A dummy from school that's willing to do anything for help with her assignments." At 33 years old, Brit’s appearance was average. She has a petite figure, cute round face with brunette hair and small brown eyes. Brit is divorced with no kids, in-closet lesbian, lives with her 56 years old half-retired mother in a small but nice house. Her colleagues didn’t know any of that about her. Most importantly, they didn’t know that Brit is not only a bit push-over, she is in fact, and has always been, a self-identified giant loser.



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