Boot Worship Story

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Boot Worship Story
Following is an edited version of a story that I am in the process of completing before posting somewhere on the Internet. The full story involves the humiliation, degradation and rape of one female by two other girls as an act of revenge. As with all my stories there is a lot of foot content so I have cut and paste a version of it here that is suitable for this forum and shouldn't offend too many.



Please be aware I have had to heavily edit the full story so you may find some holes in the plot and parts to this story which may not immediately make sense. But I have added words and sentences here and there to the original text to make sure it still reads quite well.



Please note -: This story is written for Adults Only. It contains some mild violence between females, if this is likely to offend you please do not continue to read it. This story is entirely fictional, including the characters in it. This story is based purely on the humiliation and domination of one character by two others. All comments welcomed and encouraged either through this website or direct to iceblockwrites@hotmail.com . Hope you enjoy it!



MANDY’S REVENGE



Mel grunted in pain and disgust as her face was forced down onto Mandy’s stinking foot. By chance her little nose had settled right into the crevice between Mandy’s big and second toe, she couldn’t help but wince at the smell. The hand that held a fistful of Mel’s 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 Mandy’s trash talking clearly.



“How’s 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, isn’t it. At my feet. Forced to be at my feet. Because you’re just a stupid little girl who couldn’t have the man she wanted but you still had to wreck it for me, didn’t you? God, the sex was great. I’m going to miss it so much. You know it’s all your fault Mel, so you’re going to have to pay. Someone’s 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 Mandy’s 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 wasn’t 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 didn’t think she could make it as a model, everything wasn’t 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 wouldn’t have thought twice about taking her out. Not compared to plain old Mel.



Mandy and Leigh didn’t end up going out for long, maybe six months max. Once she had gotten over the initial shock of Leigh breaking up with her, Mandy’s 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 Mel’s company. In her mind she was Mel’s 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 person’s body. The mere hint of foot odour would make her gag. Mandy clearly remembered the day she discovered Mel’s horror at being forced to sniff someone’s 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 wasn’t a lesbian, Mandy couldn’t 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 Mandy’s 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 neighbour’s 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 Mel’s foot pulled her head back which immediately brought a searing burning pain to Mel’s 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 Mandy’s foot briefly came into her vision before being pressed forcibly down on her mouth effectively gagging her for the moment. Instinctively Mel’s 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 weren’t good though. As soon as she started to struggle to get Mandy’s 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. Mandy’s foot covered her mouth totally and she struggled to breathe as her nose was partially covered by the arch of Mandy’s sole. Any breath she could take was heavily laboured with the unpleasant waft of a smelly foot, seemingly fresh out of Mandy’s 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 Mandy’s 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 couldn’t 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 Mel’s position flat on her back with Mandy’s 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 can’t 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 couldn’t 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 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.



“You don’t 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 I’ve come this far, hunted you down like a @#%$ dog and paid an accomplice to help me that I’m not going to hurt you if you give me half the chance? Use your @#%$ brains and cooperate Mel. So then we don’t have to hurt you. I’m only really after one thing Mel. And that is to use you to give me back what you have taken away from me. I don’t care about Leigh, you can have the stupid arsehole. No what I care about is what Leigh provided. He was my first guy Mel, isn’t that cute? Your boyfriend popped my virginity and made me feel so good that I’m 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 wasn’t 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 Mel’s 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 didn’t 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.



“C’mon 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 Mel’s head by her hair, “over there right on that bed with me. How’s 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? I’ve done things with him you could only imagine in your stupid little fantasies. If it weren’t for little old me, it might have been you with him in that bed fulfilling your fantasies. But instead you’re 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 Mel’s 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 Tracy’s hand over her mouth. She sat heavily on Mel’s back and used her other hand to pinch Mel’s nose shut. Mel’s 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 didn’t take long for Mel’s struggles to weaken.



Eventually Tracy let go of her nose and mouth simultaneously so that Mel could take a sharp intake of breath.



“Mel, you’re 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 I’m going to have to gag you as well.”



Tracy, who was still sitting on Mel’s back then ripped off a piece of duct tape and effectively silenced her. Mel’s 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 Mel’s legs back towards her body and tied a piece of rope from Mel’s 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 Mel’s face lovingly with her big toe. She slowly traced her toe around Mel’s 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.



“You’re probably thinking right now of ways to get out of this situation. Well I can tell you that there aren’t any. Leigh hasn’t 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 Mel’s face, “Now I don’t 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 don’t think you and Trace have been introduced. Trace you come and stand over here while I introduce you.”



The pressure pulling Mel’s 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 Mel’s nose between her big and second toes.



“Nice to meet you Mel,” she said as she shook Mel’s 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 hadn’t 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 hadn’t 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 Mel’s hair and stood up.



“Righto I’m 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. That’s right Mel, I own you. I can touch any part of you I want, can do anything to you I want and there isn’t a thing you can do about it.”



Tracy grabbed Mel’s 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 Mandy’s 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 I’m going out for a jog. I’m 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 I’m 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 Mandy’s feet. Mel was left laying on her stomach right in front of Mandy’s 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 Mel’s 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 Mel’s 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 Mel’s 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.

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Mel’s 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 Mandy’s
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