A Chilling Experiment

Charlie takes the phone and looks down at you. Snickering she lifts the boot pushing your face back up and off them. Glancing up surprisedy you hear her say "Dont forget the treds pet." Alexa howls with laughter as she spanks your panty-clad ass. Filled with indignation you swell up about to say something before remembering the rules and you quickly sink down and begin your humiliating task of cleaning the treds of Charlie's boots. Seeing this the girls begin to mock you again trying to get you to give in to the temptation and say something back. You bite back any smart retorts you may have had and continue you degrading task.

The soles of the boots taste like a culmination of things that rot on the street, and you wonder if they have ever been cleaned since Charlie got them. Almost gagging you change the pace of you thoughts to finishing this task and tune ot the mocking of the girls.

After they have run out of rather unique slurs Alexa looks at Charlie and nods toward the phone still clasped in her left hand. Taking the hint Charlie presses the button and reads out the message. "Have the person to your right retrieve an ice cube and put it anywhere on your body. Wait for it to melt before continuing."

"Oh this will be fun. Where should I put it Sam?" questions Alexa. You almost respond before the boot in your mouth reminds you of the dare. Alexa laughs again as she prances towards your kitchen to get an ice cube from your freezer.

A few seconds later Alexa reenters the room with and Ice Cube in one hand and an open Corona in the other. She sets her stolen beer down and winks at you, knowing you can't say anything about it. Charlie laughs nervously as she aproaches but stays still for the time being. "Where are you gonna put that Lex," she says useing Alexas least favorite nickname.

"Oh don't frett so much Charlie, its not like its going to hurt," Alexa pauses and grabs the back of her panties and pulls them a little farther up your ass crack, "but dont fidget to much or Sam may lose his place at your feet"

Slowly water dripping from the frozen cube and slips it into Charlies vest and bra and holds it onto her left nipple.

Charlie flinches from the contact then becomes still focused on not letting Alexa have the satisfaction of seeing her squirm. For about 30 seconds all is silent except for your continued ministraions focused on Charlie's boot. Then as you begin to assume the ice cube must be almost melted Charlie flinches and brings her boot tred down hard on your face. Wincing you manage to continue you humiliating apeal to bootlicking as the last of the ice melts away and Alexa disapointedly takes her hand off Charlie's chest and hands you the phone. Grateful, you stand up, pull on your pants, pick a wedgie out of your crack as gracefully as possible, and turn to adjust your cock in the overtight confines of Alexa's panties. Finally, you take a seat and press the button.