Very nice, sweetie", said Dana, in a soft tone. "The worst is past now. You know your place, so you just need to do as you're told. Isn't that right?" A tap of her heels on my outer thighs was the signal to begin, so onwards I marched with my sister sat atop. She used my hair to guide me out of the living room, and the kitchen’s tiled floor was pleasantly cool on my knees. After a few laboured steps it was evident that being her pony was no easy task, and I soon tired under her weight. It was at this point that I came to understand just how stern a mistress Tiffany could be. Rather than allowing me to have a breather, she reacted to my faltering pace with a flurry of encouraging hits to my bottom. I screamed at her to stop, but she merely tugged at my hair and demanded that I improve my effort. I soon came to understand how my own horse’s felt as I had ridden them to the point of collapse, and I felt nothing but pity for the poor animals. However, Tiffany showed no compassion at all, and she found great delight in urging me to gallop while my legs almost gave way beneath me. Even as my head hung in defeat she pulled my hair tighter still and worked me ever harder, meandering from room to room as I gyrated between her luscious legs. Dana was enjoying this slow, devoted tongue worship of her foot, but she began to feel impatient, wanting to see Tina's mouth overwhelmed again. She wanted her to gag, cry and fill with saliva as her foot overfilled the available space, making Tina hurt, and she wanted Tina to do this herself. She glared on the girl, and she didn't even need a word. You may", said Alice. "Before doing so, you must kiss my toes, though. That way we'll avoid needless questions, alright?" Tina continued her homage to Alice's foot as her classmate set aside her folder and closed her eyes, an amused, satisfied smile of relaxation on her face.

She opened the door, and invited Tina in. The girl was small and shy, and carried a folder with her. She went in and kept her eyes on the floor. Please do all this to me?" said Dana. "Is that what your little, dumb, worthless mouth is trying to say?"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. Even though I loved female feet I wasn’t actually familiar with giving a foot massage. I had given my friends a couple in the past, but I’d never really known what I was doing. I tried putting pressure on her sole with my thumb and fingers, while maintaining a soft approach. The last thing I wanted to do was hurt her, and it was my desire to make the massage as pleasurable for her as possible. I knew that if she really enjoyed it then she would more than likely want the same treatment in the future. More massages meant more time at her feet.

My mouth hung open, surprised at the sheer audacity of her request. Of all the things that I was expecting her to say, I hadn’t considered anything like that. I assumed she’d scream for our mother or call me a pervert, but this was something else. It was a sign of things to come, mainly her intention to use my fetish against me. Uh, may I ask a question?" said Tina. She didn't want to disobey Alice, but how could she learn otherwise? She gave one final powerful stomp that ended with her keeping her sweaty foot firmly placed on his face.The look on her face said it all. I detected a hint of anger, and it wasn’t because I was questioning her, but rather an inconvenience by forcing her to explain herself. She had grown used to me obeying her without question since the change in our relationship, but this was my best friend we were talking about. I had no intention of just mindlessly letting my sister enslave her. Tiffany must have sensed my resistance too, as she was far from pleased, evident by her face screwing up in a childish tantrum.

Don't you get it? Every time you complain it's going to get worse. Now I'm going to give you to Mum to use, too." Nonsense” she said while taking the crop from my hands, “you know this is what you want, and it’s definitely what I want. Why else, all of the things you could have chosen, did you give me your beloved riding crop?” Dana released Tina's head and withdrew her foot from her mouth, letting the girl rest for a few seconds. She wanted to get the best use of her, and letting her keep some hope would make her try even harder. That next day I got through very little at work. Not that it made much of a difference; I didn’t sell many windows on a good day. I found myself distracted, thinking about her words the previous evening. It had been a long time fantasy of mine for a girl to use my face as a footrest, but I cringed while thinking of Tiffany as the girl I was servicing. It had progressed far too fast for my liking and I was scared with what she would make me do. Only the day before, my fetish was a secret, but with it out in the open, who knew where things would lead. Tina tried to avoid the unbearable smell turning her head, but Alice's foot kept following her, just this close to her nose, tormenting it with its powerful stench. In the end, she started breathing through her mouth as Alice giggled.Alice patted the submissive girl's hair, like a dog, and gave her a patronising smile that Tina confused with affection. She responded kissing with all her devotion, feeling things she felt too dumb to put in words. She had given Alice her heart. She kept kissing, sniffing and rubbing as Alice giggled, sighed with pleasure, and finally fell asleep. So sis, anything you want to get off your chest?” Tiffany suddenly teased, interrupting my trail of thought. The grin upon her face tormented me, and as her toes flexed in my hands I tried to resist the urge to sniff them. She knew exactly what she was doing and even though I was a slave to her feet, I wanted to at least show some restraint. You decide Alison. Something appropriate, but whatever it is, I want it now.” She replied sternly, getting straight to the point and allowing no room for a misunderstanding on my part. She really wasn’t going to give me any hint of what she expected. I’d already given her my favourite pair of high heels, so I assumed that it would have to be something better than that. The problem was, that with such short notice I couldn’t exactly go out and buy her something; I would have to find a gift in the house. Hmmm, that's lovely. I think I'll keep you, little one. Would you like doing this for me every day?" She kept my face perched upon her fingertip while she smiled down merrily, milking the moment for all it was worth. It was only after I dropped my eyes to the floor that she spoke. “I like this.” She announced “From now on, you will always be barefoot in my presence. I will always be taller than you. I’m now the bigger sister.”