Davey gives Amber a foot rub

2'5

Terrified by Amber's height more than doubling mine, I couldn't even think of defying her. I grabbed her left foot, it coming up to my thighs, and began to rub them.

"C'mon twerp! I can barely feel that! put a little more **** into it!" Amber complained, kicking me in the chest.

I tried putting my full weight into her foot, and I looked up to see Amber smiling at just how much effort I was putting into giving her a simple massage.

As I rubbed her feet, Amber continued to tease me, and it became increasingly hard to use enough pressure.

2'0

Eventually I began rubbing in-between her toes, shocked that I could fit my entire hand in the gap easily. Her toe jam clung to my hands, making me have to wipe my hands off on the pavement constantly. The experience was wearing down on my sanity, and Amber was enjoying every second of it.

"You know Davey, I kind of wish we did go back to class, because I am really curious what it would be like to wrestle you, how about we do a little match out here. But lets add some stakes." Amber said, rising up to her feet, showing me that I only came up to her upper thighs now. "How about this, if you win, I will go back to class with you, and every time you lose, I'll embarrass you a little more."

"But how am I supposed to win against you at this height, and what if I refuse?"

"How about this, I'll give myself a handicap, I will stand on my knees, will only use one arm, and you only need to pin me for 1 second. Also you need to realize that at your size, I'm not asking you to wrestle, I'm telling you." Amber threatened, stepping closer to me to emphasize her size.