You rebel just a little bit

You begin to back away a little bit. "Uh, now wait a minute. Kissing someone's feet is gross. I'm sorry, but I'm not about to--"

Trina scowls at you, then motions to the other women. They begin to close in around you, with two of them simultaneously grabbing your arms and pushing down on your shoulders. Another kicks you behind the kneecaps, buckling your knees so that you can be easily **** to the floor. The women holding your arms out move in closer once you are down, each grabbing a handful of your hair. Trina folds her arms, then speaks quietly.

"Now boy," she begins. "I am going to give you one more chance to willingly lean over and place the tips of your lips on my toes and demonstrate your complete surrender to my will. You are going to bend down and kiss my feet. You will kiss each of my toes. You will pepper the tops of my feet with kisses. You will then kiss the bottom of my feet. You will kiss the arches of my feet. You will continue to kiss my feet until I tell you to stop. Do you understand me?"

You swallow hard, looking up at her from your knees. Sweat is beginning to bead on your forehead. The other five women have you trapped and you are butt naked behind a locked door. There is nowhere to go.

"Uh, okay," you finally say. Trina smiles.

"Okay Mistress," she corrects you. "Say it." You take a deep breath, hesitating for just a moment. She slaps you hard across the face.

"SAY IT!"

"Okay Mistress!" You are surprised by her strength and stern demeanor. Damn, you think. These bitches are serious! The girls begin to push on your forehead to coax you into kissing Trina's foot, but she stops them.

"No ladies," she says. "I want him to do it of his own free will. **** surrender defeats the purpose." She smiles at you. "Of course, if your free will leads you to an incorrect choice, you will be punished severely until you decide to comply. Now, boy. Kiss my feet."