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. Looks like I did", said Dana. "It came to her at last. Even a stupid girl like her had to realise what we're doing to her eventually."

You don’t owe your partner a response in the moment. Ask them to give you time to think about what they’ve said. If feet are just a no-go zone for you, that’s important to know, for both you and your partner. Start slow 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. " Hmmm, that's lovely. I think I'll keep you, little one. Would you like doing this for me every day?" That sounds nice I guess. Not as fun as smelling my feet, but that's fine too. How is she gonna do that though with her hands all tied up?" Whoa there, little sissy, I know you love my feet and all, but they don't know that! You gotta beg to rub them, let them know how cute and sexy they are!"Kayley lay facing the other way, unable to see her sister, silently praying that she may have mercy and let her out soon. She heard steps behind her and expecting the worst she hoped for the best.

Yeah, I think she likes it", said Alice. "Really, she says she doesn't, but look at her. I'd say be as mean to her as you like. She deserves it." Well, little sissy, since you've used sooo much of your spit cleaning out stinky toes and all, I think it's only fair I give you some of mine. Now, open wide!" 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 Mandy’s 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. Tina respectfully kept her gaze on Dana's feet. She didn't want any of her actions to spoil her break, and the chance to see Alice brought low. She couldn't believe that someone so strong could be made to touch her mother's disgusting feet, and she knew how right Alice was about their awful stench and grimy state. If she had been looking at the faces of her owners, especially Alice's smirk, she would have been a lot more worried. Look, Tina. I'm sorry. I didn't mean to make you cry. You really are quite sweet, but honestly, there's nothing more to you than this. You must know at some level this is true. The best you can hope for is finding someone who understands your limits and finds a use for you, right? Doesn't it feel good to be told just what to do, and know you can do it? Isn't it nice not to have to think and get things wrong?"

Oh, hell, no", said Dana, enjoying Tina's compliance as she turned her head around, and pressed her nose and lips against her unwashed toes. "I really wanted to get my feet on some worthless little plaything's face again. Breaking the new ones is even better. I love teaching them their place, showing them how helpless they are, until they learn they have no escape, and they completely give up. Seeing that resistance crumble bit by bit under the assault of my dirty feet is just delicious."

Alice asked Tina for the answer to the first problem. Tina blushed. She tried to remember it, but her mind slipped on the numbers and terms. She stammered a reply. All of you others too…” she said loudly in the round of probably dozens of people who gathered around us, “you may film this pathetic slave pet as much as you want, but please don’t record our faces, or at least censor it later. If I find any recording of our faces online, you’ll be the next who kneels before me!” Sweat and smell poured down her throat, but all that she could think about was finishing the task. As she finished each foot, each girl would rub their spit covered, still odorous foot atop her head, as if using it as a foot towel. After roughtly half an hour of some of the most nauseating smell ever encountered, Kayley had finally finished each foot. You're nicely broken in now, aren't you, Tina?" she said. "You're not going to give us trouble, are you?"Though their parents had limited Kayley' humiliation to an extent, Danielle had still succeeded in forcing Kayley to undergo some of the most humiliating tasks humanly possible. The smell of her petite ass, disgustingly sweaty pits, and, of course, her disturbingly odorous feet were all too familiar with Kayley now, and the fact that most of the torture followed practice made it all the more horrible. That day, Samantha came into her class after the end of the day and cleaned the classroom quietly for 30 minutes before doing her homework the rest of the time. She didn't seemfrustrated, annoyed, flustered, or saddened by having to be in detention and working. During the detention, Ms. Demel would find herself staring at her student's gorgeous body before she turned away, scolding herself on looking at her. From that day on, the detentions started to pile up. Every day now, Ms. Demel was seeing her beautiful student, Samantha, in detention. Every time, Ms. Demel couldn't help but gawk for a few seconds from time to time during the detention at her body. Especially, weirdly, her feet. Her small, soft, stunning feet looked sexy in any pair of shoes she was in, but Ms. Demel couldn't say that. She was embarrassed just thinking that. And so weeks of detention went by of Ms. Demel staring at her gorgeous student.