Good doggie

Liza moaned, let out a sob, mute tears trailing her cheek as she gave in to her body’s unrelenting desire, leaned forward and started crawling back toward Millia’s offered feet. The nymph just giggled as the proud woman’s lips returned to her toes, placing kiss after kiss on the smooth, delicate skin, her whole body trembling.

"You look so cute kissing my little toes," Millia taunted. "Like the little bitch you are."

Liza nodded, kissing Millia’s foot again and again. Millia kept giggling, her other hand rubbing Jack through his pants. “That's a good bitch, keep going. Lick them, suck them. Make them shine, harpy."

Liza obeyed without argument, her tongue flickering over the toes and then moving down to the sole, licking the soft, pale skin. She made sounds like a whimpering dog as she did, as if her entire body screamed for attention, for release. Her hands closed around Millia's ankle, holding the foot still as she licked it like her life depended on it.

Jack was watching the scene with fascination. He had never imagined seeing Liza like this; inhibitions completely gone, pride burned into smoldering ashes as her arousal smothered any remaining pieces of resistance.

Then Millia put her free foot between the woman's thighs, pushing the top of her toes against Liza's purple, laced panties. Liza gasped and moaned as she felt Millia’s foot against her, her hips bucking. "Uh-uh-uh, bad bitch. Bad doggie. Don't hump my foot like an animal. Not without permission. Stop it." Millia pressed her toes harder against the damp lace and Liza cried out again.

"Please... please... let me."

Millia pressed her foot harder against the woman, making Liza moan and buck again. "You want to hump my foot, dog? You want to fuck it like a dumb animal?"

Liza was whimpering now, her head bent down to the other foot she was still holding. “Yes,” she cried. “Yes, yes I do. I want to fuck it so bad. Please let me.”

Millia pulled back, making Liza whimper in protest. “Then beg to hump it, bitch.” She tapped her toes against Liza’s crotch.

Liza nodded and buried her face between the toes of the other foot, licking them like her life depended on it. “Please, please, let me hump it,” she moaned between licks.

Millia pulled her foot back a little. “No, not like that. Like a dog. Bark like a dog.” She pulled back her foot further, and Liza looked up at her with pleading eyes, her mouth still open, breath rapid as if she’d just ran a marathon.

“Please, please,” she tried again.

Millia shook her head. “Not good enough, dog. Bark.”

Liza stared at her for a few seconds, then dropped her eyes down to Millia’s bare crotch again. “Arf,” she whimpered.

Millia grinned, her eyes twinkling. “Louder, doggie. Let everyone hear how much you want this.”

Liza raised her voice. “Arf!” she barked.

Millia laughed. “Good dog. Very good bark. Now hump my foot.”

Liza whimpered and placed her hands on the table, lifting her ass up. She pressed Millia's foot between her legs and began to grind against it, her panties growing damp as she rubbed herself against the smooth skin.

“That's a good dog,” Millia said, watching as Liza grinded against her foot. “Hump it, bitch. Show me how much you need it.”

Liza whined as she obeyed, her hips moving faster and faster over Millia's foot. Her panties were soaked, juices leaking through and into the insides of her thighs. Her face was twisted in pleasure, her eyes squeezed shut and her mouth open. “Oh god, oh god, I’m so close,” she whimpered.

“Not yet, bitch,” Millia snapped. “Stop.”

Liza stopped immediately, her hips trembling as she held them back. “Please,” she moaned. “I beg… let me cum.” Her obedience was instinctual at this point, ingrained into her being through the past minutes of humiliating brainwashing, fueled by the evolved Breath of Aphrodite.

Millia grinned and moved her foot up, pressing it against Liza's face. “Ño, not yet. I don’t think you deserve it yet.” She rubbed her toes over Liza's lips and nose, making the woman moan again. Millia wiggled the toe into her mouth, then pushed it in further, until Liza started gagging. “Take it deep, bitch.” Millia pushed it further in, making Liza **** and gag.

The woman’s eyes were tearing up as she tried to keep her gag reflex under control, but Millia didn’t let up. She kept pushing her foot in, until Liza was **** and gasping, her cheeks flushing and her eyes rolling back. Millia held her foot there for a few more seconds, then pulled it out with a wet squelching sound. Liza fell back, gasping and coughing, but her eyes were still dark with need.

“Now, bitch,” Millia said. “Now you can cum for me. You have ten seconds. Make it fast.”

Liza nodded frantically, then humped Millia's wet foot again, her hips bucking wildly. “Oh god,” she whimpered. “Oh god oh god oh god.” Her face was flushed, her body trembling as she fucked the foot. Millia watched her, a smile on her face.

“Five seconds left.”

Liza whined and humped the foot faster, her juices gushing out of her as she rubbed her clit against Millia’s toes.

“Time’s up, bitch,” Millia announced, pulling her foot free from the woman’s cunt.

Liza cried out, her body shaking. “No, no, please,” she sobbed. “Please let me finish.”

Millia shook her head and smoothed her chiton over her thighs. “Sorry, doggie. You had your chance." Then, the young nymph put her feet to the floor, slipping into her open-toed, low-heeled sandals. She stood up and smoothed her dress once more before smiling at Jack. "I believe we have a shift to tend to, don't we, master Jack?"

Liza whimpered as she watched them, her eyes full of desperation. She was still kneeling on the table, her panties soaked and her thighs glistening with her own juices. Jack stood up as well, looking down at the woman with a smile.

“I believe we do,” he agreed. He turned to Liza and nodded at the pathetic, whimpering creature. "I will tend to my duties now, boss. Let me know if there's anything else you need from me."

Liza watched them leave, body raging in desperation, her smooth, usually impeccable face a mess, eyes wide, mascara running down her cheeks. She didn’t make a move to get down from the table, just knelt there, panting and whimpering.

As Jack and Millia left the office, they heard the sound of a muffled sob behind them.