obedient Phoebe

Phoebe looked around and felt her back. She could sense nothing. She shrugged and walked on. She checked the address of the job interview. She was still three blocks away. A couple blocks later, she was nearing a lesbian dive bar when two lesbians who had obviously started drinking early staggered out. They were both full blown dykes: big-boned, with short hair, jeans, and flannel shirts. Pheobe saw them drunkenly joking and hugging each other. She rolled her eyes.
"Hey!" said one gruffly. "Tell me what you're rollin' your eyes at!"
"I'm rolling my eyes at you two," said Phoebe before she realized what she said. She then blushed.
"Oh yeah? Tell me why, punk ass bitch!"
"Because you two bull dykes look ridiculous," said Phoebe. She didn't want to say that, but couldn't help herself.
"Kiss my ass, missy!" said the other lesbian.
Phoebe walked behind the couple who turned to keep facing her. Phoebe kept trying to get behind her and finally managed to and plant a kiss on her ass. She couldn't believe what she had down and blushed deeply. She tried to jog off.
"Hey, come back here!" said the one whose ass she had just kissed.
Try as she might not to, Phoebe returned to the two. "I'm sorry, please just let me go."
"Tell me why you just kissed this 'bull dyke's" ass."
"Because you told me to," said a increasingly worried and stunned Phoebe.
"Oh yeah, you like to be bossed around? Lick my boots too, bitch."
Phoebe strained all her muscles, but slowly got to her hands and knees and started licking the woman's boots.
"Whoa!" said one, "Looks like we got ourselves a submissive little princess."
"Hell yeah!" said the other. "I like little girls like you! Make sure you lick every inch of them boots, missy."
Phoebe was about to gag as she licked both the womans boots.
"Terri, you know what?" said one woman.
"What's that?"
"I think missy here might want to buy us some more beers. Crawl in this bar and buy us some drinks!" She opened the door, and Phoebe crawled inside the dank bar.