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Mel grunted in pain and disgust as her face was forced down onto Mandys stinking foot. By chance her little nose had settled right into the crevice between Mandys big and second toe, she couldnt help but wince at the smell. The hand that held a fistful of Mels hair continued to assert downward pressure, making it hard for her to take breath. Tears started to well as the pressure and pain on her nose continued. She could hear Mandys trash talking clearly.
Hows it feel, Mel? Can you smell that? These are the disgusting, grimy feet of the girl who has @#%$ the man you love so often. More than a dozen times. Did your hear that Mel? A dozen @#%$ times! But this is where you belong, isnt it. At my feet. Forced to be at my feet. Because youre just a stupid little girl who couldnt have the man she wanted but you still had to wreck it for me, didnt you? God, the sex was great. Im going to miss it so much. You know its all your fault Mel, so youre going to have to pay. Someones going to have to make me cum. You @#%$ jealous bitch . . .
The tormenting continued. And Mel continued to struggle against the hand that had a firm grip of hair and continued to shove her face into Mandys foot.
Mel was in her early twenties, a plain looking, shy girl from the country. Leigh had caught her eye long ago. They went to the same ballroom dancing studio in Melbourne, Australia and knew each other quite well on a social basis. As I said, Mel looked quite plain. Straight shoulder length brown hair, short stocky build, certainly everything in proportion to where it should be but she just wasnt the type of girl that Leigh would normally go for. Nope, he set his standards high normally and usually managed to have a very nice looking girlfriend.
Mandy had only just turned 18, some four years younger than Leigh, had left school when she was young and since devoted her time to modelling, among other things. She was a tall brunette, hair hung down below her shoulders and she had the most entrancing blue eyes. To be quite honest, I didnt think she could make it as a model, everything wasnt as perfect as it should have been but she did have a very smart portfolio of shots. Certainly if I had attracted her in the same way Leigh obviously did I wouldnt have thought twice about taking her out. Not compared to plain old Mel.
Mandy and Leigh didnt end up going out for long, maybe six months max. Once she had gotten over the initial shock of Leigh breaking up with her, Mandys tears turned to anger. She knew Leigh and Mel were good friends, though Leigh had promised her that is all they were. Mandy was certain Mel was the cause of their relationship breaking down. So she schemed. She schemed and plotted her revenge for a good two or three weeks.
Mandy had got to know Mel fairly well in the time that she had gone out with Leigh. After all she was always dropping in on them, calling him, meeting him for lunch. As Mandy became more and more aware of the situation between Mel and Leigh she became more and more assertive in Mels company. In her mind she was Mels Master. While her initial reaction on breaking up with Leigh was just to go and beat the living daylights out of Mel, she decided on a far more sinister and humiliating course of action.
Mel hated feet. She thought they were the dirtiest, grimiest, ugliest part of a persons body. The mere hint of foot odour would make her gag. Mandy clearly remembered the day she discovered Mels horror at being forced to sniff someones foot odour. Leigh had playfully shoved his dirty sock in her direction and Mel nearly had a fit. Leigh and Mandy both laughed at her horror, after all he was just mucking around. But Mel went on and on about how she hated feet, hated it if someone even touched her with their feet. While she wasnt a lesbian, Mandy couldnt help but fantasise from that moment about forcing Mel to lick her feet, it would absolutely define their relationship and prove to Mel who was the more dominant woman. Now it was just a matter of putting the plan into action . . .
Suddenly there was a high pitch squeal. It was a desperate attempt from Mel to try and get herself out of this situation. While her nose was buried in the crevice between Mandys big and second toe, Mel was still able to scream. They were in the driveway of the house where Leigh was staying hidden from the quiet suburban street by a car parked in the drive. But with the driveway right next to the neighbours house, Mel thought that if she made enough noise perhaps somebody from there might hear her and look to see what was happening before coming out to help her.
Suddenly the hand which was tangled in her hair and forcing her face down onto Mels foot pulled her head back which immediately brought a searing burning pain to Mels scalp. Mel was mid way through her second scream for help when the wind was knocked out of her as the hand pulled her head down backwards forcing her to fall heavily on her back. She was winded for a moment but relieved to have the hand out of hair when the sole of Mandys foot briefly came into her vision before being pressed forcibly down on her mouth effectively gagging her for the moment. Instinctively Mels hands flew up to the foot covering her mouth to try and get it off her. For the moment she was free and she was going to fight and struggle for her life.
The odds werent good though. As soon as she started to struggle to get Mandys foot off her so that she could get away she felt another foot pressing menacingly on her crotch. Mel stopped struggling for a moment to take in her predicament. Mandys foot covered her mouth totally and she struggled to breathe as her nose was partially covered by the arch of Mandys sole. Any breath she could take was heavily laboured with the unpleasant waft of a smelly foot, seemingly fresh out of Mandys favourite pair of jogging shoes. Mandy was dressed familiarly, in fact anyone had hardly seen her in anything except a pair of army camouflage pants, which she was wearing again today and black tank top. Mel let her gaze wander slowly up Mandys leg past her hip and up into her eyes.
Mandy had a good figure, just a little puppy fat around the tummy, nothing a few sit-ups couldnt fix over a period of a couple of weeks. But she was tall. Probably up near six foot much, much taller than Mel who would have only just been a few inches over five foot. However from Mels position flat on her back with Mandys quite large foot resting heavily on her mouth, she dead-set looked like a giant. Very intimidating. Then again I reckon if you are on your hand and knees, never mind your back, in front of anyone it would be very intimidating. I cant think of any stronger acts of submission than falling to your hands and knees in front of someone, especially of the same sex. And then being forced to submit to them, there couldnt be anything worse.
So Mel made one last attempt to get away. Unsuccessful attempt. As soon as she moved Tracy pressed heavily down on her crotch with her bare foot, heavily enough to warn Mel to stop squirming and to cause some pain, not quite heavily enough to cause any damage. Mandy lost her balance for a moment and Mel screamed briefly before Mandys big foot trapped her airway shut again, this time with a little more force. Once again Mel used her hands to try and free herself.
You dont seem to understand you dumb bitch, Mandy retained her calmness, I am one step away from breaking your jaw and Trace is one step away from some serious damage. Do you think Ive come this far, hunted you down like a @#%$ dog and paid an accomplice to help me that Im not going to hurt you if you give me half the chance? Use your @#%$ brains and cooperate Mel. So then we dont have to hurt you. Im only really after one thing Mel. And that is to use you to give me back what you have taken away from me. I dont care about Leigh, you can have the stupid arsehole. No what I care about is what Leigh provided. He was my first guy Mel, isnt that cute? Your boyfriend popped my virginity and made me feel so good that Im going to have to use you to replace him. You get my drift Mel? It makes me wet just thinking about you having your head trapped between my thighs . . .
With that Mel nearly went into hysterics trying to get away. She pushed Mandy away easily but was then doubled over in pain so quickly as Tracy took aim and put an immediate stop to any hopes Mel might have had of an escape plan. Mel rolled into a ball and was forced to cough a couple of times as the pain started to centre itself around her lower abdomen. She was absolutely free now, neither girl bothered to hold her or try and pin her down, there was no need, Mel wasnt going anywhere quickly. But they did have to get her out of the driveway and somewhere a little more private where the humiliation could continue.
Once again Tracy wrapped her fingers in Mels hair and forced her to her feet. Mel was openly crying now. Blubbering almost, she started to drool as the horrible pain in her stomach refused to subside. Tracy didnt care, she showed no mercy at all as she forced Mel into a headlock, all the time keeping a firm grip of hair and forced her to walk, or perhaps more accurately, stumble towards the back of the property. They followed closely behind Mandy who led them to a bungalow in the backyard, paused briefly while she located the hidden key and wait for her to open the door, before entering with Tracy roughly throwing Mel to the ground who landed with a thud on her side. Mandy closed the door and locked it.
Welcome to your new home Mel. You like it, huh?
Mandy nudged Mel with her foot who continued to sob on the floor.
Cmon Mel, you must remember it in here. This is where Leigh brought me when we used to @#%$ each other. Can you imagine that Mel, just think for a moment. Think about the man you love, the guy you want to have kids with in here, she paused for a moment and lifted Mels head by her hair, over there right on that bed with me. Hows that make you feel Mel? I bet you can feel it in the pit of your stomach. A little bit of anger. . . or is it envy? Ive done things with him you could only imagine in your stupid little fantasies. If it werent for little old me, it might have been you with him in that bed fulfilling your fantasies. But instead youre here now as my little @#%$-toy.
Suddenly Mel launched herself at Mandy who could only chuckle as she took one step to her left as Mel grazed the leg of her pants as she landed heavily on the floor. Tracy was quick to jump on top of her as she landed and forced her onto her stomach. She roughly grabbed Mels hands and quickly tied them together behind her back.
Mel yelled and screamed with all her might, someone had to hear her, surely someone inside the house, one of the neighbours, anyone. Suddenly her voice was muffled again, this time by Tracys hand over her mouth. She sat heavily on Mels back and used her other hand to pinch Mels nose shut. Mels eyes widened as her ability to breathe was taken right away from her. She struggled like crazy, shaking her head from side to side and rolling about trying to get Tracy off who just rode her every bump and grind like she was on a bucking rodeo. Her grip on her face remained as firm as ever and it didnt take long for Mels struggles to weaken.
Eventually Tracy let go of her nose and mouth simultaneously so that Mel could take a sharp intake of breath.
Mel, youre just making this hard on yourself, said Mandy who was totally in control of the situation. She got down on the floor and looked Mel in the face.
Now Im going to have to gag you as well.
Tracy, who was still sitting on Mels back then ripped off a piece of duct tape and effectively silenced her. Mels only course of action left was to kick her legs violently into the floor to make as much noise as possible. Within seconds Tracy had restrained them as well and started to tie them together. Mel was now totally immobile. To finish the job completely Tracy folded Mels legs back towards her body and tied a piece of rope from Mels hands to ankles, effectively leaving her on the floor hog-tied.
Tracy then knelt down behind Mel, grabbed her hair again and tilted her head back so that she was forced to look up at Mandy who walked over and stood right in front of them. She lifted her foot and caressed Mels face lovingly with her big toe. She slowly traced her toe around Mels eyes carefully wiping away the tears, down around the duct tape, up and down her cheek before paying particular attention to just below her nose where Mel had no choice but to breathe in her foot odour.
Youre probably thinking right now of ways to get out of this situation. Well I can tell you that there arent any. Leigh hasnt changed his password on his e-mail account so I know for a fact that he is in Sydney for the next few days. Not only that but the stupid bastard still hides the key in the same spot. So I thought what better place than here to teach you your proper place. Mandy continued to run her toe over Mels face, Now I dont intend to hold you here for long, just long enough so that Tracy and I get what we want. Oh wait, how rude of me, I dont think you and Trace have been introduced. Trace you come and stand over here while I introduce you.
The pressure pulling Mels scalp back was suddenly gone. Mel could only rest her head on the floor in relief for a few moments before Mandy had a firm grip of hair and once again tilted her head backwards so that she was forced to look at the person in front of her.
Mel this is Tracy.
Tracy stepped forward and grabbed Mels nose between her big and second toes.
Nice to meet you Mel, she said as she shook Mels face backwards and forwards with this tight grip on her nose. Mandy laughed, while Mel panicked. She had no way of breathing through her mouth with this disgusting gag in place so anything that blocked her nose made it impossible to breathe. Just as quickly though, Tracy released her nose giving Mel a clear look at her for the first time.
The first thing Mel noticed was how skinny she was. How could someone so skinny be so tough? And how dirty she looked. Mel looked in horror at her feet, they were filthy like she hadnt worn shoes for days. She was wearing a light sun dress, green in colour, though it looked as if she had been wearing it for days too. It hung loosely about half way down her thighs. Her dirty blondish hair hadnt been washed for days either. If she looked after herself and ate properly, Mel thought that she could be quite attractive. Suddenly Mandy let go of Mels hair and stood up.
Righto Im going out for a long jog to work up a sweat. Look at me Mel. I want you to watch me as I get changed. Look at the body that @#%$ your boyfriend silly in this very room. Look at the body that owns you right now. Thats right Mel, I own you. I can touch any part of you I want, can do anything to you I want and there isnt a thing you can do about it.
Tracy grabbed Mels hair again and forced her to look up at Mandy unbuttoning her camouflage pants. Mandy took a few paces forward so that she was standing right in front of Mel.
Hold her up Tanya. So she is on her knees before me.
There was no way Mel could balance on her knees herself with the way she had been tied, so Tracy dragged her to her knees so that her face was about equal with the zipper of Mandys pants. And held her. Mandy stared down at her as she slowly and seductively pulled down her zipper just inches in front of her face. At this point Mel tightly closed her eyes, only to be greeted with a hard slap.
Look at me you @#%$ bitch, Mel growled, If you dare shut your eyes before me again I will hurt you. Mandy stepped out of her pants and pushed Mel over so that she stood over her one leg either side of her prone body.
Look up at me Mel. Now as I was saying Im going out for a jog. Im gunna make myself so sweaty, So when I get back you will lick the sweat from every single part of my body which means we will take out your gag. While Im gone I want you to think about your place here and what you are going to do for me. Also think about the pain you endured when Trace kicked you in the @#%$. If there is any screaming or shouting from you once we take off your gag we will beat you silly and still force you to do what we want. Nod for me if you understand.
Mel desperately nodded her head. She frantically wanted to get this gag out of her mouth. Her throat was hurting terribly and she desperately needed a drink. Not only that but if she was allowed to talk maybe she could talk some compassion into these girls. Especially Tracy.
Mandy went back over to the bed and pulled on a tight pair of lycra shorts before sitting down to put on her shoes and socks.
Can you bring her over here please Trace?
Tracy did as she was asked, dragging Mel by her bonds over to Mandys feet. Mel was left laying on her stomach right in front of Mandys feet as she sat on the edge of the bed. Mandy grabbed a pair of what looked to be well worn socks, certainly the soles of the white athletic anklets were an off-white at best, rested one foot on the side of Mels face while she pulled her sock then shoe onto her other foot. She then changed feet and placed her foot which was now wearing the running shoe on the side of Mels head while she put her shoe and sock on the other foot. It was only a little thing but it ensured Mel knew her place. As Mandy stood up she left her foot resting on Mels face, then pressed down full weight as she callously trampled on her head as she made her way over to the door.
Righto Trace, you know what to do. I should be back in half hour or so, probably would have worked up a fair sweat by then. See ya Mel, she yelled as she left. The key in the lock could clearly be heard as Mandy locked them both in as she left.
Mels heart skipped a beat at the sound of Mandy coming back. Despite everything that had happened, Mel still hoped that maybe she could escape but with Mandy now back and the odds back to two on one, that seemed impossible. She felt a horrible nervousness in the pit of her stomach, it seemed that in Mandys brief absence, Mel had become terrified of Her.
Have you been thinking about me, Mel?
What about my feet, Mel? Do you wonder what it will be like licking the sweat from the smelly soles of the girl who @#%$ your boyfriend?
Mandy jerked Mels left shoe off and held it briefly to her nose. Then she lifted Mels foot and had a quick smell of her plain black sock. Turns out Mels feet didnt stink at all.
I was going to lay your own socks down across your face for you to breathe in while youre trapped there but your stupid feet dont stink.
Mandy quickly slipped her shoe off and peeled her own sock back from her sweaty sole.
Here, I was going to save this for later but you may as well get used to the smell now.
Mandy carefully laid her sock across Mels face so the heel, which was an off-white in colour compared to the rest of the sock, sat directly under Mels nose. Mel flinched at the smell as the moist sole rested on her upper lip, directly below her nose.
Mel looked up at Mandy with absolute hatred in her eyes and took in the sight before her.
Mandy was clearly very hot. Her run had done the trick, she stood there her cheeks flushed with colour and the fringe of hair wet with sweat. Mel looked down towards Mandys torso, her arms also gleaned with sweat and while it was hard to tell from the black singlet she was wearing, there may have been a sweat stain across her chest, just below her bosom. Mel dropped her gaze to Mandys lycra shorts. Then down her legs which also gleamed with sweat, down to the comical site of her feet, one bare where she had taken off her sock to force Mel to smell, the other still dressed in running shoe and low white running sock.
Mel slipped off the bed straight down onto her knees at Mandys feet. Mandy took a step back, more than just a little surprised at this act of submission. She was even more surprised when Mel lowered her face to her bare foot and briefly kissed the top of her foot.
Please Mandy, she started, Im begging you. Im on my knees, kissing your feet begging you to let me go. What more can I do for you? Youve proven youre way better than me, after all there you are standing with my future in your hands while I can only squirm at your feet, dressed only in my underwear. Im totally at your mercy, right where you want me, but now youve got me here can you please, please as a human being not do these inhuman things to me. Ive done nothing to you, its not my fault Leigh left you, we both know that is how he is, he wont make a commitment to either of us. Leigh and I are just friends, its all we ever can be. Yes, Im jealous you got as far with him as you did as I do love him and wanted to spend the rest of my life with him but you could do much better . . .
Mandy was quickly tiring of Mels rambling. As Mel continued to ramble on, Mandy lifted her bare foot and shoved Mel from her knees on to the ground. Mel grunted as she fell flat on her back and Mandy forcibly stood on the side of her face, squashing Mels cheek into the ground.
Mel, you are under my foot now because it is where you belong. You know it is where you belong, you said it yourself, I am better than you. Now I dont give a @#%$ about Leigh, you and I are here because Ive long wanted you to realise your position below me, which it appears you are beginning to understand. I dont give a @#%$ about you either Mel, or what you want. You couldnt imagine how great it feels, how powerful it feels to be totally dominating the girl who loves my ex-boyfriend. And I dont want you to ever forget me, Mel.
Mel continued to lay on the floor with her head trapped firmly under Mandys foot as Mandy pressed down heavily onto her cheek. She was openly sobbing again as Mandy had so cruelly dismissed any chance of letting her go. Suddenly she felt the pressure ease on her face as Mandy lifted her bare foot off her cheek and grabbed her by the hair, dragging her back to her knees.
As she continued to sob, Mel looked up at Mandy, hatred now in her eyes.
Why? She could really only manage one word between sobs. Why did you have to do that? Ive done nothing to you. Mel paused for a moment then screamed, NOTHING! before rolling over and continuing to sob.
Now what I want is for you to clean my foot. I gather you arent going to crawl over here and lick the sweat from my soles voluntarily so I am going to ask Tracy to hold your nose closed so that you are forced to open your mouth to breathe and I will stick my foot in as far as it goes.
Tracy knelt down beside Mel and went to clamp her nose closed with her fingers.
Wait! Mel panicked. Please dont block my nose Tracy. I will crawl over to Mandy and do it her way.
What choice did she have? If Tracy were to block her nose she would hardly be able to breathe with Mandys foot stuck in her mouth. At least this way she could have some control over her own destiny. Mandy went and sat down on the bed.
Crawl over here Mel and lay at my feet. I want you on your back with your arms stretched above your head so that Tracy can stand on your hands while she holds your chain. First you are going to lick the length of my sole, then I will shove my foot down your throat, see how much of my foot I can fit into your mouth.
Mel cringed but did as she was told. Soon she was running her tongue along the entire sole of Mandys foot while Tracy stood heavily on the palm of her hands. Mel wasnt overly surprised at the salty taste of Mandys sweat and it wasnt long before Mandys sole was glistening with Mels saliva. Mel was left primarily with a dry taste in her mouth, though willingly licking the sweaty sole of the girl who was putting her through this terror did take some getting used to. Mel could only console herself that she really had no other choice. It didnt take long before Mandy tired of subjecting Mel to this horror. She lifted her foot from Mels face and inspected her sole.
Youve done a good job licking my foot Mel. Now open your mouth like a good girl so I can shove my foot down your throat.
Mel reluctantly opened her mouth, what other choice did she have?
Eyes open please Mel, I want you looking at me as I stuff my foot in your mouth. First my big toe. Mandy slid her toe in and out of Mels mouth a few times. Good girl, now open wide and take all my toes.
Mandy wasnt quite as gentle this time and it wasnt long before Mel was bucking wildly and unsuccessfully on the floor as Tracy continued to stand on the palm of her hands, wickedly holding onto the dog lead as Mel desperately struggled for breath while she choked on Mandys foot now half way lodged in her mouth.
Choke on my foot Mel. The same foot that belongs to the girl who was here @#%$ your boyfriend, right in this very room. Did you hear that Mel, in this room, on this very same bed. Check it out Trace, I can fit all my toes in. Keep sucking on them Mel, you silly bitch. Hows it feel being forced to suck on the toes of the girl you hate most in the World.
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