A repeat performance (foot rub and toe licking)

When Kendall enters the living room, she finds James sitting spread-legged on the couch with his shoes off and his bulge framed by his thick, tree-root thighs. She stops to stare breathlessly at him before moving to his side. Opening the soda, she offers it to him demurely.

Kendall hates the power he is exercising over her and still hates him. Dark memories surface around James, but the deep-dicking he gave her the day before also gives them light. The problem is that she finds him repugnant and vile, and even looking at him can see his every flaw in perfect detail. His big dick doesn’t so much as make him handsome as it gives him an excuse to be ugly. Why would he need to be thin when he can fuck my cervix open, Kendall wonders, and she has no good answers.

James takes the soda and says, “On your knees, slut.”

Kendall obeys, kneeling at James’ feet and feeling slighted that she didn’t get to remove his shoes herself. James catches her staring at his feet forlornly and lifts one foot up onto her lap, wiggling his toes at her as he speaks. “Go ahead and get to work. Do what it is you know you want to do.”

Kendall nods, shaking, and removes his sock. The smell of him hits like a smack in the face, more pronounced today than it was the day before. She breathes deeply of him without thinking before taking to rubbing his feet. Today, she tells herself, she won’t give him the satisfaction of drooling on his feet like a dog. Today, she will rub his feet but only because she has to, and that will be humiliation enough.

She just finishes that thought when James, smiling, lifts his foot to her face. He holds the face of his foot to her nose and pins it there, forcing her to breathe him in. His pungent stench fills her and leaves her dizzy, as it did the day before. Images of his hard dick come to her, unwelcome, and phantom pleasures spread through her, too. The dull, painful aching in her loins transforms entirely as she hoods for him. Dewy pleasure gathers on her vulva.

“I told you to do what you wanted,” James says after a loud, wet burp. He wiggles his toes against her forehead. “And we both know you want to do more than kiss my feet.”

Kendall breathes him in a second time. She wants to argue but has been shown the futility of that. If James’ dick is the carrot, she reasons, then his rough hands are the stick, and she far prefers the carrot. Both will happen, she is sure, but she wants to exert what control she can over her own life.

Shifting his foot, James parts her lips and flattens her nose to her face. She snorts to breathe around him, and James laughs as his dick swells in his pants. “Look at you, you fucking pig. Stop pretending and get on with it. Lick and suck my feet like the little piggy you are, slut.”

Kendall obeys with a sigh, kissing his foot first and then, as he gives her space to move, licking the arch. The flavor remains familiar, though not as pungent. She knows what to expect today and accepts it readily. Opening her mouth, she drools on him, licking her way around his foot and sucking on the ball before tonguing her way up to his toes. Those, she stuffs into her mouth and takes to licking thoroughly, one by one, as he had enjoyed the day before.

Kendall forgets herself to the taste of his toes until he removes them entirely from her mouth. Tossing the empty soda at her, he burps and orders her to fetch him a beer next. Moving in a daze, Kendall sways as she picks up the can and takes it to recycling. Her head hasn’t cleared by the time she comes back with an open beer and slips it into his hand. James regards her with a smile and swats her on the ass before returning her to her place.

Next, Kendall is given his left foot, which she takes to more willingly. She removes his sock quickly and even smells the underside of his foot before showering him with kisses. James doesn’t have to order her this time; his expectations are clear. Still, Kendall shows increasing enthusiasm as she licks and sucks him, and she even stares him in the eyes as she tongues his toes.

Staring up James’ legs, Kendall feels strangely giddy. With his toes in her mouth, fogging her head and filling her with want, she finds her opinion of him slowly shifting. She looks at his hairy legs with feminine approval and, feeling like a teenage girl again, steals glances at his manhood. They make eye contact, and she is rooted, drawn in by his cold, cruel eyes. No matter how hard she hates him, Kendall cannot deny the dangerous beauty of those eyes.

James smiles and is glad to see an echo of a smile in Kendall. In two years, he had been unable to break her. Today, however, he had her licking his toes in a matter of minutes. In ways, he is disappointed in her. He had expected so much more from her and yet, his pants are tight with his arousal because, as disappointed as he might be in her, he is equally proud of himself.

Her foot rubs are, for him, the best indicator of her obedience. When living together, Kendall would rub his feet once a week or so. It was not done in submission but out of a ****, pathetic desire to make them work as a couple. She thought that kindness toward him would produce kindness in him, but she had underestimated the rage that James carried. Even when she did realize it, Kendall didn’t give up. To James’ shock and surprise, she escaped him.

This foot rub is different. While not submission, it is on the road to it. James hasn’t broken her yet, and he knows it. He can see defiance in her eyes, a subtle spark that everything will be okay. Even if she doesn’t believe it consciously, she is holding onto hope, but James has seen her resistance and knows that she will not win. This time, he is assured of victory. Her wet mouth around his toes is all the proof he needs. This time, there is no escaping him.

Moving his foot, James wiggles his toes in her mouth before withdrawing them completely. Lifting it, he stuffs his heel into her face and makes her lick his callouses. She does so absently, thoughts abandoned in the face of his dominion. Kendall, to protect herself, empties herself and lets her body move. She tastes him, and she moans without thinking.

James laughs. “Yeah? Like that, Kendall?”

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