She laughs. "Yeah take it, bitch. I'm gonna humiliate the shit out of you now. Now I own you. You're gonna learn some respect little boy."
You head is swimming and your arms ache. You're in such a compromised position, you literally can't move any part of your body.
Elise pushed your head down with her foot so that your right cheek is flush against the hardwood floor, and her stocking foot is pressed against your left cheek. Her feet smell from the hot, sweaty run you've just been on.
She takes her other foot and puts it right in your face, so her heel is next to your mouth. "Take off my sock," she orders. "Use your teeth."
You feel so pathetic. You have no choice but to do what she says, but you resist anyway.
"Let me go, you're being such a bitch."
"I'm being a bitch??!! Do you remember what an asshole you just were to me? I thought men were better than women. I thought I couldn't beat you up. And then you spit in my face? No no... this is what you get. You're gonna be my bitch now. Do what I say or I'm gonna kick your ass so hard."
You have no choice. You grab her sock in your teeth and peel it off. Elise immediately starts sliding her sweaty foot all over your face. "Ohhh yeah, you like that" she teases. Her sweat is covering your face, slimy and wet. Her foot smells terrible.
"Lick the sweat off, boy."
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