Refuse to give her the satisfaction.

You look away. You know you've lost but you don't want to give her the satisfaction. The thought of having to kiss someone's feet disgusts you to your core, and the thought of kissing your crush's feet - especially after she just kicked your ass so easily - is too humiliating to bear.

"I... I w-w-w-w-won't give you the s-s-satisfaction..." you mutter weakly.

"Excuse me...?" Riley says, anger rising in her voice.

She then kicks the back of your head, grinding your face into the carpet.

"Mmphh!! Stophh!! Fuck..." is all you can mutter.

Riley flips you over with one foot and places it directly on your neck. You instinctively put your hands around it, even though you know at this point that you're not strong enough to physically stop her. She steps down hard, **** you.

"You don't get it, Charlie. I'm going to be satisfied, whether you like it or not. You could have had alll this," she says while gesturing down her body. "But you fucked up. Now your weak ass is going to satisfy me the only way you can..."

Your eyes open wide with fear as her other foot dangles over your head. You know what's about to come, and you're powerless to stop it.

"R-Riley w-w-wuh... w-wait!!"

"WITH YOUR MOUTH!" she shouts as she drives her foot into your mouth, making you instantly gag on her sweaty socks.

"NOGGHHH...." you protest, the sound muffled as she violates your mouth with her foot.

"Ohhhh DAMN!" Courtney shouts.

"Ew... poor thing..." Hayley says.

Tears well up in your eyes. This can't be happening. You were so sure that despite never being in a real fight or ever working out, you could win and become Riley's boyfriend. Now she's gagging you with her foot. The humiliation is too much to bear.

"Fucking loser. Look at you. You're not worthy of my whole body. The only thing you're worth is the lowest, dirtiest, stinkiest part of me: my feet."

You struggle wildly, the smell and taste of her socks overwhelming you. But try as you might, there's no escaping this situation. Tears well up in your eyes as you begin to accept that she's going to be able to do this to you as much as she wants, whenever she wants. And you're too weak to do anything about it.

Then you hear Riley say the words that send a shiver down your spine: "Take off my socks. Do it with your teeth, bitch."

You groan and start to refuse, but she simply applies more pressure to remind you who's in charge. Begrudgingly, you bite down slowly on her sock and peel it off her foot. The overpoweringly cheesy odor of her sweaty foot invades your nose immediately, just when you thought the smell couldn't be any worse.

"Clean my feet, ****," she orders in a hushed whisper.

Too tired to fight back, you begin to slide your tongue across the bottom of Riley's bare foot, swallowing her sweat and gagging as your eyes water up more. You can't believe this is happening. As you continue to endure the foul taste of her foot, you feel your mind numbing a little. And it isn't long until you hear the words "get between the toes" and obey with almost no resistance, sliding your tongue around her big toe in big circles.

Gagging as you swallow sweaty foot slime for hours on end, you slowly but surely accept your place in life.