*This story is purely fictional. No names, activities or places is inspired by real life*


CHAPTER ONE

LIFE BEFORE HIGH SCHOOL



Unlike most of the kids, I wasn’t exited about starting in High School , The school was very local and even though it was a bigger school, the chances were the clicks would stay the same, as most of us had gone to the same school for years.



I was not in the “it” crowd at all. I was luckily not the one who got bullied the hardest, but I was getting bullied regularly. Mostly it was verbally, my mother died when I was little and my dad had a drinking problem, and that made our financial life a struggle. I never went hungry but clothes and stuff wasn’t happening. So basically I was picked on for my appearance. I knew of kids who got beat up everyday and stuff like that so the fact that I was called a loser and a hobo and things of that nature wasn’t that bad compared to others. By the way my name is Allison Clarkson.



Of course the bullying was taken it’s on my confidence, if your being called a loser a hundred times you start to think less about yourself. And I also had a learning problem which didn’t exactly help.



Katie McGee was not the most popular girl in school, but she was one of those people who did what they wanted and treated everyone like crap. And because of that she did become quite popular as nobody rarely stood up to her. The few that did, was treated like trash for the rest of the year when she was done with them.



It was a weird story about this Katie. She was a nobody last year, then she started to date John and suddenly she was the hottest thing, and when they broke up, she made a transition to a popular bully. I never understood. John and I almost got together after they broke up as he wanted someone nice after feeling that Katie had turned into a bitch, but before anything happened he stopped . He probably didn’t want to be picked on by his friends.







CHAPTER TWO

CONFRONTED BY KATIE



The day after our first day as High school kids, our school held a Get together for our classes. It was a tradition.

Two weeks prior to that I walked into a wrong classroom on my way to math in summer school, as I realized this and turned to walk away I noticed a pair of really pretty high heels just lying at the floor.

I looked around and even called out “hello”, but no one answered. I had never seen such nice shoes and couldn’t even dream about owning a pair.



After a few seconds of mental arguments, I convinced myself that they were probably left by someone who wouldn’t even miss them. Our school was filled with spoiled kids, so this was actually not totally out of the picture. I eventually saw my chance to happiness in those shoes, and stuffed them in my bag and went to class.

When I came home I put the shoes under my bed, and decided to use them at the class get together in two weeks.



During those weeks, whenever I found my dad passed out on the couch, after carrying him to bed , I used to just pick up the shoes and look at them and feel better.

The first day of high school came, and everything was kind of as I expected. Everybody seemed to stand in their usual crowd except for Katie who apparently also had time to make new friends this summer.



Finally the night arrived , and I put on one of my moms old dresses, and did my hair and even putted on some make up, before putting the shoes on.



As I walked over to the school I for the first time in my life felt beautiful. And that feeling continued for the next few hours. I really had a good time, people said hello, and some even said I looked good. I even for the first time danced in public. The whole class danced at the same time, but I broke a barrier for myself. I was exhausted after the dance and sat down for a minute.



Then I saw Katie coming towards me. And I was quite surprised since she had basically ignored me that entire year. She sat down and said -“ Where the hell did you get those?” in a very angry voice, I didn’t know what she was talking about and just sat there with a question-mark on my face.

-“ The shoes loser, where the hell did you get them?” After a while I connected the dots, I had actually stolen Katie’s shoes…I got really uncomfortable and tried to excuse myself and take them off. I tried to hand them to her she slapped them away while yelling -“ I don’t want them now, you have ruined them!” I got a little worried being that it was her and all, about what would happen to me. I asked her what I could do to apologize . She thought for a second before she said -“ I don’t know yet, be at my house at 6 tomorrow. I’m sure I can think off something.” She said before she left. The rest of the night was kind of fun, but I had a hard time completely letting go of the fact that I had pissed of Katie, I had a feeling I was going to regret this.







CHAPTER THREE

A LESSON IN HUMILIATION



The next day at school, Katie and her now new best friend Hailey ignored me except for one time during lunch when Katie walked by me and said -“ 6 a clock loser, and don’t be late” before she kept walking. As I saw how bad Katie treated some of the other students I decided to do whatever it took to not be in their situation. I decided that I had actually made a mistake and I was going to be humble and own up to it.



After school I did my homework, and at 5:30 I started walking towards Katie’s house, being I new where it was and it was easily a 25 minute walk.



As I reached her house I took a deep breath and knocked on her door.

* before I tell you this next part, I have to mention that I absolutely hate feet. Since I was a child the very sight of a foot made me uncomfortable.





After three knocks I could hear from inside the house –“ come in”, I opened the door, and closed it behind me and walked in. The first thing I saw was Katie sitting on a chair with her cheerleading outfit on. The second our eyes met she said -“ Are you ready to accept your punishment?” I didn’t exactly understand what she meant and said “ I’m really sorry about the shoes Katie but…” before I could continue Katie screamed -“ Shut up bitch! An apology is not gonna cut it! Are you ready for your punishment?” I was really starting to get scared now, Katie was obviously angry, and I truly felt threaten now. I weighed my options for a second, coming to the conclusion that I really didn’t have any.



I bowed my head in shame as I said “ I guess I’m ready for my..punishment”, she looked at me and said -“ Guessing will do you no good, are you ready for your punishment?” I said “ I am ready for my punishment..”

-“ Louder!” she barked and I yelled “ I am ready for my punishment!” defeated.

Katie then snapped her fingers and pointed to the floor as she said -“ Get on your knees bitch, and crawl your looser-self to me.” I hesitated. –“ Don’t make me tell you twice bitch!” She barked as I quickly got down on my hands and knees and crawled to her. As I stopped in front of her she looked down at me with a evil grin on her face saying



-“ Let me make one thing perfectly clear bitch, unless you have 300 dollars, and are ready to take me shoe-shopping, You will do whatever the fuck I tell you to got it??” I reluctantly nodded. She then crossed her legs and looked down at me with eyes that could kill while saying in a degrading voice -“ Pucker up those ugly lips, and apologize to my sneakers for taking away their best friend.” I once again hesitated. She yelled out while looking furious,

-“ Get busy, they don’t have all day. Kiss em bitch!!” I placed one kiss on each shoe and stepped back , she smiled and casually said -“ They are far from forgiving you bitch, just keep those lips on em” And I continued the humiliating task and kept kissing her shoes, as she just sat there and smiled. She made me do this for 10 humiliating minutes before she said -“ Now, give those a nice long lick each and your forgiven.”, I reluctantly stuck my tongue out and licked them one time each. I was about to stand up when she kicked her shoes of while laughing and saying -“ Now, guess who else feels cheated.” Between laughs. I looked into the ground and said “your socks I guess”, She cracked up and said -“ That’s right bitch!”

And I leaned over and kissed them to, they were hot and moist and tasted really bad.



After about 30 seconds of kisses she said arrogantly -“ I f you hadn’t been so greedy, you would have known they wanted to be smelled first.”





CHAPTER FOUR

IT GETS WORSE



I froze and she yelled -“ That hesitation has got to stop, I hate repeating my self, now get that nose attached to my socks!”



I knew that she meant business and I figured that no matter what, this would be a one time thing, and I figured it was worth it, if it meant for her to forgive me.



As my nose hit the bottom of her sock I jumped back and gagged, they reeked. She gave me another look and I quickly resumed my position. Actually smelling a girls sweaty gym socks.

And Katie being the bitch she was made it as bad as possible by constantly barking out orders,

-“ louder loser, I can’t hear you.” I smelled louder, -“ Now, bury your nose between my toes and take a few long hard breaths” and I did, almost throwing up because of the powerful stench as she said -“ I want your lounges to be filled with my wonderful smell.”

She made me smell all over her socks for the next 20 horrible minutes before she peeled them of her feet.

She handed me one of her nasty socks and told me to hold it under my nose and take short hard sniffs as she told me about my final task. Before she told me about the task she told me I looked stupid sniffing her socks, and that she knew about my hatred for feet, so she found it so ironic and great that I was now being punished by her feet.



The next task was the most disgusting thing I had ever heard about in my life.

She told me like it was the most natural thing in the world that before I was of the hook I was going to clean her feet with my mouth. She further told me that in order to make it more efficient she had designed a routine for me. As she kept on I noticed her bare feet for the first time, they were huge ( European size 43) , they were thin but had long toes and the toe nails didn’t have any color, unless you count a yellow rim at the tips, but they were long also, and under each nail I could see a gray rim of dirt. Here soles were glistening in sweat, and my stomach started turning as she told me in a very specific way how to use my tongue and mouth to actually remove sweat and dirt from her mouth. I gagged a lot during this information.



I was to start by giving the soles three long licks from the heel to the toes, then I was to start at the little toe, suck on it and swirl my tongue around it, than use my teeth to get the dirt under her toe nails, swallow, lick out the toejam between that toe and the next ,swallow and then repeat the process on all her toes, It was very important that I swallowed a lot, she wanted me to swallow loud, so she could get the full experience. I was then to move my tongue up to lick the tops of her feet, before getting back at her soles and lick and suck them clean until pushed away, then I was to repeat the entire process on her next foot.



She sat back and got comfortable and said -“ Get that tongue out bitch, and get to work.”

As my tongue first hit Katie’s sole I jumped back again, almost throwing up. They were burning hot, and tasted if possible worse than they smelled. She was getting inpatient now as she yelled



-“ I don’t like that constant backing away one bit bitch, if your tongue leaves my feet again, I will beat you into a coma, now get busy looser.” I wasn’t about to give this girls a reason to beat me up so I reluctantly began to lick her feet, constantly gagging as the tasted pure hell.

And she didn’t make this task easier either by every ones in a while commenting.

-“ I think you missed a spot, bitch.” , and every time I swallowed dirt or toejam she would smile and say -“ Mmmm, bet that was great huh…”, the cleaning of her nasty foot actually took me at least 25 minutes, before she was content and replaced the foot with the other one.



When she pushed me away for the last time, she casually said -“ Now, kiss the bottoms of my feet ten times each and your done for the day” I was to sick and sad and humiliated now to even pay attention to the “for the day” part.

While I was kissing she said quite loud -“ That’s a wrap!” And that second I heard someone else right next to me. I froze and looked next to me and saw Hailey with a video-camera laughing at me. I panicked and tried to get up and take the camera from her, I got halfway up as Katie grabbed my hair and screamed -“ Don’t even think about it bitch!” as she held me back. Hailey took away the camera and Katie looked down at me and said

-“ Unless you want the whole school to call you “foot breath” for the rest of the year, you’ll do what I say, when I say, for as long as I want got it?” I was crying hysterically now, as they laughed at me, Before I was told to leave Katie said right to my face -“ I own you now bitch! And I can’t wait to start abusing you, I’m gonna make you wish you’d never been born!”



I cried my way back home, went straight to bed, and cried myself to sleep.





CHAPTER FIVE

SHE WEREN’T KIDDING





That morning I woke up and tried to convince myself that yesterday never happened.

I kept that illusion for the first half of the day at school. As I left for lunch I noticed Katie sitting the bench outside the library, our eyes met and she waved me over. I sat down next to her and she arrogantly told me that she meant what she said last night and that the quicker I realized it, it would be easier on me, as she had every intention of subjecting me through a lot of abuse. I felt my eyes watering up as I stuttered out “ Why would you do this to me?”



She smiled and said that she had always wanted her very own person, that she had a naturally evil mind, and that I was the perfect pick as my dad was a drunk so apparently nobody cared about me. And the fact that she had hated my for a long time made it easier on her to, she believed it would be cool to abuse me without worrying about guilt. And just to show that she meant business she told me to give her my lunch. It was a egg-salad sandwich in a plastic-wrap.



Katie unwrapped it and separated the to bread slices and she smiled at

me as she snorted and coughed as her throat made the most disturbing sounds I had heard in my entire life before she looked around and slowly spat a big yellow/green gob all over the eggs, she placed the bread slice on top of it again, handed me the sandwich and laughed as she said -“ Bon Appetite bitch” I gagged at the very idea of what she just did. Then she said out loud -“ Dig in loser, I have places to be.”



Then she watched me take a few bites, eat and swallowed her altered egg-salad sandwich in complete disgust. She got up and left. I threw away the sandwich as soon as she left and cried in the ladies room until next class. After that class I needed to get some books for my next class out of my locker, I saw a letter stuffed halfway into the locker. I took it and read it, as I read it , it became clear that it was a set of rules for my new life as Katie’s property.



It stated that when no one was around I was to be on my hands and knees unless something else was instructed. If ever asked a question I was to answer in a way that I thought would make her happy. And the last part was written in large letters, I was to obey every command no matter how degrading without a second of hesitation. If I succeeded with gratitude she would not humiliate me in public.



I felt sick as I read this letter, and it became quite clear to me that this would be hell.

The letter was signed with a smiley-face and a quote “ Face all challenges with a smile”.

I broke down and ran into the ladies room again and cried for a long time. As I left the classroom after my final class that day I ran into Katie and Hailey. Katie walked over to me, looked around for a few seconds, then stepped 2 inches from my face and said -“ Open wide bitch” , I reluctantly opened my mouth. She hocked three loogies in my mouth and said

-“ swallow.” And watched my as I struggled but eventually swallowed.



Her and Hailey laughed as they walked away. I heard Hailey say –“ I can’t believe you just did that.” And Katie answered -“ I own that bitch. I can do whatever I want.” As they started laughing again.

CHAPTER SIX

SPIT ABUSE



That night I did my homework and once again cried my eyes out, I had a sincere worry about my well being now, Katie was such a evil girl. I still had trouble understanding how someone could threat a person like this, and just laugh about it. If I didn’t hate my life before I sure did now.



The next day at school I didn’t see Katie at all. Well actually that’s not true, I saw her a few times but she ignored me. At last. The whole day actually went okay. Until on my way out from math when I ran into Hailey, she stopped me with her hand and told me that Katie wanted me to meet her behind the school at 4, and as I didn’t have a choice I just nodded before I kept walking. I hated the constant reminder that I had no choices anymore, and that the girls were so casual about it.



During the last period and the walk home I was really distracted. I had no idea what to expect from Katie at this point, but I had a feeling I weren’t going to like it.



As I left for the school I was getting a bad feeling in my stomach, and with every step it got worse. As I rounded the corner I saw Katie sitting on the curb with a girl I had never seen before. Once our eyes met she pointed me down on the ground. It was so humiliating to get on my hands and knees in front of a girl I didn’t even know. –“ Speed up bitch.” She yelled as I apparently didn`t crawl fast enough. Once I reached her she casually introduced Gina. She told me that she had told Gina about me, but that as she didn`t have the tape with her Gina didn`t believe her. So Katie figured she’d show Gina her power over me.





-“ Get up on your knees.” She arrogantly said. I did feeling really stupid.

She looked at my for a few seconds before she said -“ open up, loser.” I had no choice but to open my mouth, she made my sit there with my mouth open for about 10 seconds before she spat in it. I swallowed. As I swallowed she slapped me really hard as she said in a angry voice –“ Nobody told you to swallow yet, bitch!” As I was told to get back up on my knees and open up again.

She spat two more loogies in my mouth, and then just sat there looking at me for a few seconds before casually saying -“ Now you may swallow pig.”, and I did, as I saw Gina sitting there with a confused look on her face, but she did smile as I swallowed.

For the next 5 minutes Katie would spit in my mouth and wait a few seconds before I was told to swallow. Then Katie asked if Gina wanted to try, Gina said -“ no, I can’t do that, I have a bit of a cold. And that’s quite disgusting. Then Katie turned to me and said -“ But you would just love that wouldn’t you?..” looking at me like she demanded a answer, and I remembered the rule. I hung my head in shame and said “Yes Katie.” And for the next 3 minutes Katie made me help her convince Gina to try me out. Eventually she caved in. And just as she was about to spit Katie said -“ Don’t be gentle, the nastier the better.” Gina looked at Katie like “are you serious?” after a few more seconds Gina shook her head and snorted and coughed up some slime, and without further stalling she spat the mess in my mouth. I just sat there for a few seconds holding that nasty fluid on my tongue before Gina realized she hadn’t told me to swallow, she then sounding embarrassed said -“ Okay swallow..” And I did. This was nasty and I almost threw up several times, but Katie convinced Gina to continue.



For the next 10 minutes Katie and Gina was spitting in my mouth and making my eat it. After awhile Gina got more comfortable with it, at one point she even picked her nose and made me eat a booger from her finger. I was constantly gagging and sobbing as they laughed at my discomfort.



CHAPTER SEVEN

HOW ABOUT SOME DIRT??





While still spitting on me Katie told Gina in detail how she made me clean her feet yesterday, making a point about her knowing right of the bat that I hated feet. They laughed about this for a while before Katie asked Gina if she wanted me to have a go at her feet.



Gina at first dismissed the idea as she explained that she almost never wore shoes this time of year, so they were extremely dirty. And that she wouldn’t feel right about doing that to me.

Katie then said -“ Well, that`s the best part about owning someone, there’s no need to feel guilty.” As she laughed looking down at me. After about 5 more minutes of convincing Gina Eventually agreed . And as she put her bare feet in front of me I realized that she wasn’t kidding , the bottoms of her feet were pitch black, and even had some grass on them. They were smaller than Katie’s ( thank god), probably close to a European size 37, she had dark purple nail-polish. Out of nowhere Katie yelled -“ Well, what are you waiting for? Get to work”



And I licked her dirty feet for the first time, It was absolutely horrific, and I now had dirt in my mouth, and in disgust I spat it out, then out of nowhere Katie slapped me, hard! I didn`t know what I was doing wrong so I just looked at her, she looked down at me and said in a degrading tone -“ Gina is nice enough to grant you her dirt right? Don’t you dare spit out anything. Got it? I want you to eat every speck of dirt pig!”



And just like that I was sobbing while licking and eating dirt of the foot of a girl I met today. It was disgusting and my stomach was really working against me for the entire ordeal. About 20 minutes later I felt I was finished with her right foot, and began to work my tongue on her left equally dirty foot. After a few nasty licks Katie grabbed my hair and roughly dragged my face back to Gina’s right foot while screaming -“ I still see some dirt between those toes pig, how fucking useless are you?” So I had to go back and lick her foot for another 5 minutes before Katie passed it, and I was told to resume the licking of the left one. Katie still had that look on her face as if this was the most natural thing in the world, Gina didn`t look like she knew what to think, she smiled and laughed but at the same time she looked like she was gonna throw up. I know I was about to.



After almost an hour of actually eating dirt both her and Katie was satisfied, but I wasn’t done. Katie first made me use my T-shirt to dry Gina’s feet , then she made me kiss the bottoms of her feet while thanking her for letting me eat her dirt. I wanted to die.



Then Katie casually told me to go home. And I did. I was so traumatized by that afternoon I didn`t sleep at all that night. I just laid there crying and fearing what tomorrow would bring.





CHAPTER EIGHT

HOMEWORK



I got up, with barely a few hours of sleep and went to school. And the first person I saw was Gina, she didn`t say anything luckily , but smiled as she saw me as she continued to talk to a teacher. At that time the whole nasty yesterday played back in my head as I really had to focus not to begin to cry right then and there.



At lunch Katie came over at sat down next to me and handed me a brown paper-bag.

She said that in it was this weeks homework with complete instructions. I didn`t really know what to think. She told me not to open it until I got home, before she looked around a few times and leaned over and spat on my food. “ See ya.” And she left. I stuffed the paper-bag in my school bag, and continued the day.



When I got home I finished my homework, and then I opened the bag, the first thing I found was a clear bag with a pile of socks in a bundle. Then there was a letter, I read it as my jaw dropped and I was getting noxious.



The letter stated that by Friday, I should be able to recognize her foot odor just as easily as I would detect a dogshit under my shoe. That I should have each sock taped to my nose for 25 minutes a day. That there was 5 socks in the bag and that this should take up just over 2 hours a day, and that being I was a looser, that was 2 hours a day I had. It stated that there would be a test on Friday and if I failed , I would be punished severely.



As I finished the letter, I felt like throwing up, and ran to the bathroom and did. Once I came back to my room I looked over at the bag and after some debate with myself I decided that failing was not an option. And that what Katie told me to do, probably was designed

in order to most likely succeed. I opened the bag and as the stench hit my nostrils I puked, nothing came out, but that was only because I had just puked.



I picked out the 5 socks and laid them on my bed. There was one ankle sock that probably used to be white, but at this point it was a mix between gray and yellow. There was a red tube-sock that had some kind of crust on the toe and heel parts, there was a thin white tennis sock that looked identical to the ones she used at cheerleading, then there was a black sock with a big hole at the toe part, and the last sock was a gray ankle sock with big yellow stains.

At the bottom of the bag there was a role of duct-tape. I looked at the time and realized that I needed to get started if I was to get done today.



There wasn’t any reasonable way to pick a sock so I just fumbled and ended picking up the tube sock, I rolled it in my hand and used the duct-tape to tape it to my face. The first time I inhaled through my nose made me dizzy and actually sent me to the floor. The stench was so intense and disgusting I kept gagging for the first 10 minutes. As the time went on I stopped gagging, but my eyes was watering up, and I felt noxious. As the 25 minutes was up, I ripped of the tape and took a few long deep breath’s of fresh air.



Than I picked up the white cheerleading sock, and I taped it to my nose, the stench was at least twice as bad as the last ones, causing me to run into the bathroom and huffing at these nasty socks for the 25 minutes with my face in the toilet throwing up air and stomach acid repeatedly. It was by far the worst 25 minutes in my life. Then I went back to my room, well actually stumbling, because of the last session. Than I picked up the black one, and taped them to my nose.



The stench was strong and nasty but a picnic compared to the cheerleading socks, I gagged a few times but managed to actually oversee my math-homework as I was inhaling the sock. Then I grabbed the yellow-ish ankle sock and taped it to my nose, this was more powerful and intense than the black one, but still nothing compared to the cheerleading sock. After 25 disgusting more minutes I grabbed my last sock for the day, the gray ankle sock, which was intense and nasty but still I had to pick the cheerleading sock as the worst. But this was bad, close to the red tube sock. And once the last 25 horrific minutes were up, I went to sleep, I fell asleep instantly , exhausted from sock-sniffing for over two hours.





CHAPTER NINE

SCENT TRAINING



The next two days I didn`t see Katie at school, and god knows I appreciated that, between the 2 hour sock-sniffing sessions I had I couldn’t bare the thought of another humiliating task before Friday which I knew would be absolute hell. But I was in no such luck, as I ran into Katie after lunch, she pushed me into the wall and arrogantly said -“ How’s my little sock-puppet doing? Have you been doing your homework?” like she was my mother or something.

I nodded and said “ yes Katie” as I looked down in discomfort. She then told me to meet me at the gym at 5, before she spat me in the face. She just looked at me for a few seconds before she raised her eyebrow saying -“ You might want to get that loser”, and as I couldn’t see I had to use my finger to locate the spit, and as she smiled at me I scooped it into my mouth and as usual ate it with tears in my eyes as she walked away and said -“ Don’t be late loser.”



This came at a real bad time for me as I had a tutor helping me out from 4 to 5, it killed my spirit when I even had to tell him I needed to leave a little sooner, because I had understandably been quite uninspired the whole session.



As I began my walk downstairs toward the gymnasium that all to familiar bad feeling in my guts got bigger and bigger. As I opened the door I was pleased to see Katie sitting alone in her cheerleading outfit , well not glad to see her, but glad to see her without inviting another random stranger to abuse me, I remembered her rule and got down on my hands and knees as she waved me closer with her index finger. As I stopped in front of her she without looking at me removed her sneakers and peeled of her socks and stuffed them in her left sneaker.



She said -“ Get your face in there!” in a very strict voice. I reluctantly put my face in her shoes as she yelled -“ Take 5 hard, long sniffs for me!” , I did as I felt sicker and sicker from every breath, once done with all five she yelled -“ Now bury that ugly face of yours between my toes!”. I quickly moved my face from her sneaker to her toes as I was told to take 5 equally hard long sniffs of her toes. Once I was done with all five I felt dizzy, and like throwing up but Katie didn’t give me a break, I had just removed my face from her toes as she yelled at me to bury them back in her sneakers.



For the next 10 minutes she made me go back and forth between her sock-filled sneakers and her toes sniffing hard 5 times every time. While in the middle of this task she said -“ hey, Alison, your starting to look a little pale there.” As she laughed. After the 10 minutes I was exhausted and crying. She stood up and casually said -“ Turn your face around and stick out your tongue.” I was to tired to argue.



She then dragged both her feet a few times roughly over my tongue, like you would a doormat. Then she made me kiss her feet and thank her as he left and said as leaving



-“ Enjoy the socks bitch, and remember…if you fail you’ll get punished. “


CHAPTER TEN

A EVENING TO REMEMBER





I just laid there for a while after Katie left crying, this constant abuse was breaking me,

I got up and walked home, only to find my dad passed out in the hall, I carried him to bed before I went to my room. I once again was faced by Katie’s socks and went a head with today’s 2 hours of sock-smelling hell, crying and gagging as usual.



Luckily neither Katie or any other person bothered me until Friday, which made only 2 hours a day in hell, which was nice then 5 I guess. As I got up that Friday morning I had this all to familiar feeling in my stomach that assured me that today was not going to be a good day. I didn’t see Katie until right before lunch, luckily there was a big crowed around us so she didn’t do anything to me, just said that I was to be at her house at 6. –“ Don’t be late.” She finished as she smiled and walked on.



I had a tutoring session from 3-4 and I even managed to do my homework before I got walking towards Katie’s house. I can’t even begin to describe the feelings I had when I slowly was getting closer to her house. The feeling of not knowing what she would put me through, as I was now her to use, in any way she wanted apparently. I hit her house and knocked on the door 3 times. –“ It’s open” , I went inside and closed the door behind me.



-“ Assume the position looser” I heard Katie yell as I went down on my hands and knees.

-“ Get in here, we don’t have all they!” and I crawled into the living room, as I entered I noticed 3 pairs of folded tube-socks that I guess at some point was white with our school logo on them, but now a large portion of them were kind of yellow laying in a pile in the middle of the room. As I stopped in front of her Katie said -“ Here’s today’s task . You will locate the stinky socks that I wore the cheerleading practice today amongst socks from 2 other girls. If you fail, and bring me the wrong pair, I will hurt you in ways you wouldn’t believe.” She said smiling arrogantly down at me before she continued -“ You will get 1 minute to sniff at my feet, and another minute to sniff the socks and then using your mouth you will present me your socks. Kind of like fetch. like a dog!” she laughed as she took a stop-watch up from the table. As she smiled at me and screamed out -“Go bitch!” and I jumped to her feet and buried my nose in them. They were literally dripping of nasty sweat and the stench was burning. She laughed as I was huffing away gagging and crying, -“ 45 seconds to go loser.” She casually said as I continued to sniff away. After the minute was up she just screamed

-“ Times up dogface! Now go for the socks.” A split second later she screamed out -“ Go! The clocks ticking!!”



As I crawled to the pile of socks and starting sniffing my way through the nasty 3 pairs.

The smell of all of them was rank, they all made my stomach turning, but one pair stood out after about 40 seconds , when time was up I picked up the disgusting stinky moist socks in my mouth and crawled over to Katie with them. She looked down at me and said -“ Is this your final answer?” as if a was a participant in a game-show. I nodded and she picked up the sock-pair and turned them back from inside out as I saw that on one sock she had written “Princess” and on the other….I held my breath as she turned the second one. “Katie”, I have never been more happy in my life over something as nasty.



She petted me on the head and said -“good girl, looser.” And then she just stood there looking down at me for a few seconds before she arrogantly said -“ But you didn’t quite succeed all on your own did you?…” I didn’t really know how to respond as she continued

-“ I think you have to stinky friends who you owe some credit. Don’t you think?” as she nodded down at her giant nasty feet. I had a feeling where this was going as I nodded in defeat.



She then forced me to kiss each toe ten times as I was forced to say “Thank you for helping me getting to know your wonderful scent” between every kiss. This was so humiliating and degrading.

But this evening was about to get worse. A lot worse.







CHAPTER ELEVEN

AND SO IT CONTINUES….





While I just sat there waiting to be dismissed for the day, Katie decided ( this was the plan all along) that she wanted me to do something else. She reached down and picked up one of her tube-socks and without saying anything she tied if around my head making a kind of blindfold. The second everything went black I froze as I heard giggling and Katie hushing the ones giggling , I also heard some kind of furniture scraping on the floor, then one more, than another one. Then it all went silent for a minute before I heard Katie say after some more giggling in the background.





-“ You have 2 more pairs of socks to find before your done. As you can’t see, the girls are gonna call on you, so you can locate their feet.” Once she finished her sentence I felt her hands on both sides of my body as she began to swing me around to make me loose all sense of direction. After about 10 laps I was dizzy and disoriented.





Then I heard a voice calling out as if she was calling on her pet in a sweet voice

-“ Here girl, come here girl. Come and get it puppy” as I heard 2 other people cracking up with laughter as I stumbled around actually trying to locate where the voice came from.

After a while of that humiliating calling I stumbled into what I new from the reeking was feet as I heard the “sweet” voice say -“ There you go, good girl, now sniff your price” as if I had actually accomplished anything. So for the next minute or so I was huffing away at a new pair of stinky feet as laughter filled the room as whoever owned the feet said stuff like “ you are such a good little sniffer” and “ that’s smells great huh?” before I was told to find her socks.

Well she didn’t actually tell me to find them, but I knew what she meant when she said “ Go fetch!!” After about another minute I had found the socks and picked them up in my mouth and dropped them at her feet as I was once again called a good puppy.

( This girl was actually treating me as a dog, I can’t even begin to the describe how humiliating this was.)



After a few seconds I heard another strangers voice barking out “ Get over here pig and smell my nasty feet!” not as sweet as the first one but equally humiliating as I stumbled around with me nose in the air trying to find her feet.



After another while of stumbling I ran into another stinky pairs of feet as the girl who owned them said -“ What the hell took you so long? bitch! Bury your face in there.” As I was starting to inhale her stench, these absolutely reeked! They didn`t have the strongness of Katie’s but they had a powerful stench and smelled kind of unwashed. After about a minute of this she barked -“ Now get the stinky socks to match looser!” . This was not that hard now that there was just one pair left, so I managed to bring them to her rather quickly.



As I dropped them someone shoved them back in my mouth and said “bite” as I bit down the same someone ( I think?) grabbed my hair, and dragged me a little while and then continued to drag me screaming in a fast pace up some stairs. I was dragged another few feet before my hair was let go and a person said -“ On your hand and knees looser” so I did.

Then the “sock-blindfold” was removed and the first thing I saw made me freeze.



The second I opened my eyes I was met by 3 pairs of feet on a cushion and then I for the first time saw the two other girls. Katie was sitting furthest away from me, in the middle sat a smiling Vivian, a girl who I had seen a few times but never actually me, and right in front of me sat Emily Watson! She was in my class. We actually sat next to each other whole last year. As I started to feel sick again Katie barked out

-“ I’ll be first for my tongue-bath bitch!, get that nasty tongue out and get to work!!”

As I crawled over to Katie and began to lick her nasty sweaty feet I heard laughter erupting.

I heard Emily laugh her ass off while saying

-“ The loser actually licks your nasty ass feet? I know you said she did but…That bitch actually does.”

Katie’s response was -“ The loser does whatever I tell her to…isn’t that right footbreath?”

As she looked down at me as I was removing sweat and dirt with my tongue. I nodded and said -“ Yes Katie” as I continued.



Emily was really loving this, she made crude remarks the whole time. “ Jesus Christ. How much of a loser are you if you actually lick nasty feet?” and stuff like: “ I can’t wait to feed you the muck from my feet you nasty fucking pig.” ( This was my classmate!!)

Vivian on the other hand was laughing also but she was gagging a lot too, while saying stuff like -“ That’s disgusting” and “ Allison your so fucking nasty. Ewww.” As I was slobbering away at Katie’s feet for another 15 minutes before Katie turned over to Vivian and said -“ How about it Viv, you wanna clean your feet?” as Vivian said -“ I guess, does it feel good?”





-“ It feels great and the looser hates it. It’s a perfect combo.” Katie said before Vivian looked down at me and said -“ Okay, Allison. Lick my nasty feet.”

And I crawled back and started to lick her nasty sweaty feet.









CHAPTER TWELVE

THIS IS FAR FROM OVER…..





Vivian’s feet tasted really bad. And it became quite clear that she didn`t do much to keep them nice, there was a lot of rough skin and her toenails was actually yellow. She made me lick her feet for another 10 minutes before she realized that she was to ticklish at her toes so for the next 5 minutes I was told to just lick and kiss her soles as she looked down at me in complete disgust. Then I was dismissed, and Katie looked back at a very exited Emily and said -“ Okay, Em, she’s all yours.” And I crawled to Emily’s feet and she said arrogantly

-“ I want you to take a long hard look at the bottoms of my feet , look at every wrinkle , every speck of muck and toejam….”



I did as my stomach started to turn against me as she continued –“ I haven’t showered in 2 days. I been wearing the same socks. Yesterday I had a 3 hour run, and today I had a 2 hour gym class. “ As Katie and Vivian started laughing and Vivian made a sarcastic remark saying -“ well, they must taste great huh pig?”

Emily leaned over and grabbed her left foot and spread her toes, looking down at them knowing that I could easily see her toejam and muck now. I felt sick.



-“ Before you get to lick the sweat and nastiness of my feet, I want you to stick out your tongue and remove the toejam first. And try not to touch my toes, just sneak it in and take it okay?” I stuck out my tongue and degraded myself by sticking out my tongue trying to collect the toejam between each toe without touching the toes between, while I did this Emily looked down at me and said -“ Don’t swallow that yet okay?” once I was done with the last toe I just sat there waiting for a response as she casually shifted her focus to her right foot spreading her toes again as she said -“ Well I’ll be damned, this one had some nasty toejam too. You might wanna get that.” As she sat back down and I kept building up a disgusting lump that started to melt on my tongue. When I was done she said -“ open up and say “aaah” ” I did as she looked down and smiled and gagged at the same time while saying to the other girl

-“ Oh my god, you have to see this.” Excitedly. They bent over and looked down at my mouth and gagged and laughed.



Emily then sat up and said -“ Now, eat your treat and lick away the stink of my feet.” And I forced the toejam down my throat as Emily clapped and said -“ Now get to work, they don’t clean themselves you know..” So for the next 45 minutes I was licking and sucking the feet of my classmate as she said stuff like

“ It seems it was only yesterday we were having math with Hendrickson and now you are a cleaning device for nasty feet, funny how the world works huh?”

every once in a while she even withdrew her feet and gave them a quick smell before she put them back saying -“ Now Allison, they still smell nasty, hope your hungry.”. After the horrible 45 minutes of licking and sucking Emily’s smelly feet they decided to watch a movie.

During this approximately 2 hours I had to lay under the pillow and massage their feet as they ignored me except for yelling who’s feet to attend to next .

After the movie Katie said -“ Well looser, I guess that’ it, get your ass home. See you on Monday.” I had just

CHAPTER THIRTEEN

HUMILIATED BY EMILY





Then I was kicked out, and walked home. Sick and depressed. I couldn’t wrap my head around all the things the girls had put me through and the second I came home I collapsed on my pillow and cried myself to sleep.



For the rest of the weekend I tried my best to convince myself that Friday never happened.

And by Sunday I almost did.



On Monday the first person I ran into was Katie, she grabbed my arm and pulled me to the side and said -“ wait for me at the parking lot after school.” I knew I had no choice so I just nodded. She collected some spit as she said

-“ say “aaah” bitch!” I opened my mouth as she spat in it and left. And after that nasty reminder I left for class.

I sat down on my usual desk with the empty desk next to it. After about 30 seconds I noticed someone sitting down next to me. I turned around and noticed to my horror that it was Emily. And just like that every nasty detail from Friday came back. Emily turned her head towards me and gave me a big smile. I felt like throwing up. Luckily for me she ignored me for almost the entire class, so I could take notes and stuff. Just before the bell rang she pulled her chair closer to me and said -“ I haven’t washed my feet since Friday, how about it Allison? wanna lick the grime of them at lunch ?” she asked me like she was actually doing me a favor(!)



I shook my head in disgust, the very idea made me sick. “no way, Emily, that is NOT something I ever wanna do again!” I said as I shook my head. Emily put her hand in her back pocket and pulled up her cell-phone as she said -“ I’ll give Katie a call and ask. I’m sure she wont mind.” I panicked , I had a feeling that asking Katie could only make things worse. I said “ Don’t call her okay? Please? I’ll do it okay?” she ignored me as I continued to plead her to stop calling. I did it in as low voice as I possibly could fearing that our fellow students would hear me. After about 2 minutes of pleading she turned to me with a grin while still having the phone to her ear -“ Do what Allison ? I wanna hear you say it.” I hated this, but answered “ I’ll lick your feet at lunch, Emily.” , She suddenly got a very serious look on her face as she said -“ You don’t sound very exited Allison. I think I’ll pass.” Then she turned around and looked straight ahead as she mumbled -“ I wonder how Katie will react to the fact that her looser is such a ungrateful bitch” She knew I hated the feet thing, as well as anything else Katie and her friends had put me through, but the fact this was worse, I had a very bad feeling about pissing off Katie, that would probably make my life now seem great.



I knew what she wanted. The bitch actually wanted me to beg. I hated her. But the fact that she didn’t get a answer from Katie yet, gave me a little time to do some damage control.

I closed my eyes and took a deep breath and said “ I’m sorry if I sounded ungrateful Emily, I want to lick your feet.” Emily turned to me and said -“ You do? Why?” This took me by surprise, she wanted a reason , and I didn’t really have any, so I had to think quick and say whatever I thought she wanted to hear..



“ Because I need to learn . And i…Like your feet…” The words came out, but I didn’t believe them myself. Emily put away the phone and said -“ What do you like about my nasty feet Allison? The stench? The grime and filth? What?” with a anticipating smile.

“ I like it all… The smell and taste and..everything…” she shook her head and giggled.

I said “ So how about it Emily? Can I lick your feet?” It was degrading to say these things but I had no choice. She than got up and said -“ We’ll see Allison. Meet me in the library at lunch.” Before she left. The time to lunch went by so fast I was on my way to the library in no time.



When I first entered the library I couldn’t see Emily so I kept going and looking around. After awhile I found her in the back of the library sitting on a chair with her legs crossed with her black leather flats. I walked over to her , and she didn’t say anything so I assumed my regular position and went down on my hand and knees and crawled the remaining three steps until I reached her. She looked at me and said -“ You can start with the shoes, they are dusty and dirty.”

So without further notice, I started licking her flats, and eating the dust and dirt of them.







CHAPTER FOURTEEN

HUMILIATED AT THE FEET OF EMILY



Emily completely ignored me as I licked and sucked on her dirty flats for about 5 minutes. The only thing she did at this point was crossing her legs the other way so I could reach the second flat. After awhile she withdrew her flats and looked them over before she said





-“ Let’s get one thing straight Allison. That attitude you had in class earlier, that will not be tolerated. There is nothing we can’t make you do at this point, and I for one attend to make you do whatever I feel like, when I feel like it. “ she smiled arrogantly before she continued

-“ And from now on, I want you to show some dedication and gratitude.” She pulled of her flats and placed them on the floor, grabbed a chair and placed it in front of me and placed her feet on it, both nasty soles facing me. She then said -“ You may start by kissing my feet bitch!” I reluctantly puckered up my lips and leaned in and started to kiss her soles all over, after about 5 seconds Emily kicked my hard in the face causing me to fall over while yelling

–“ You ungrateful pig! I don’t want those kisses you give your fucking grandma, you kiss those nasty feet like your in love with them got it bitch!? And slow down those nasty lips of yours!” as I stumbled back on my knees as she barked out -“ Get to work bitch!”



And I leaned in once again and went back to kissing her feet. I kissed as passionately as I could from her heels to her toes, they reeked very strongly and looked even nastier than the last time I saw them, if that’s even possible. She made me kiss her feet for at least 10 minutes as she ate her lunch and ignored me. After a while she told me to remove my lips as she said

-“ Okay bitch! Guess it’s time for my tongue-bath huh? “ as she corrected her sitting position and got more comfortable. As I stuck my tongue out she barked -“ Get to work footlick! Eat my foot-filth like it’s your favorite meal.” And I did, faking it off course, fighting my stomach the entire time. But I seemed to please her as I ran my tongue from heel to toe, sucking her toes and licking between them as I ate and swallowed dirt, dried sweat, toejam and whatever else her nasty bare feet had collected over the weekend, as she smiled and laughed at my humiliation, commenting on how pathetic I looked slobbering on her feet like a loyal dog, it was degrading to perform this humiliating task PASSIONATELY! And to make things even worse Emily’s small-talk weren’t exactly helping.



She was talking about the fact that if they kept allowing me to eat all the nasty bacteria filled stuff they chose on a daily basis it would end up one of two ways. Either I would be on my deathbed in a while or they could possibly create a super human. That making me do this things could actually make me immune to bacteria’s.



After about 25 minutes of making out with feet while removing and eating sweat and dirt, she inspected her feet and casually crossed one foot on top of the other and told me to show my gratitude for her allowing me to clean her feet by making out with her soles. I was then forced to passionately French kiss her soles until the bell rang. Then she casually said -“ Okay pig! Hold your ugly face still! Don’t move an inch.” She then started to violently rub her spit covered feet all over my face to dry them off. Then she without a warning slap me so hard I fell over and rolled around while getting up laughing and putting her flats back on.



-“ Get up looser, we don’t want to be late for class do we?”

*More chapters coming soon*

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