locker room girls footslave

Not so confident and almighty now, are you? What happened, did the cat catch your tongue? Or did you bet it and lost it, like everything else.

I see people like you walk in here by the dozens every day. Acting like you own the place, treating me and the other girls like your personal slaves, just because you have a bit of cash. We're professionals, so we'll never tell what's on your mind to a customer, but you have no idea how much we despise you people.

And, even among jerks, you're one of a kind. Most customers have the intelligence to leave once their pockets are dried out. They know better than to keep betting when all they have left can't be bought back with money. But not you. You kept going. you continued betting, and losing, and betting again to "make your money back". It's house policy to let the customer bet whatever the hell they want. As long as they own something, they can put it on the table. And now, you own nothing. You have no money, no clothes, no passport, no identity, not even a name. It's like you don't even exist anymore. No one will ever come for you, because "you" is nothing more than a concept from a distant past. Our manager is kind, and he cares for his girls. When I asked him, he gladly accepted to give me your ownership. If it weren't for me, you would have been brushed off to the sidewalk like the piece of trash you are. So, why did I do this? Out of compassion? If you really think this, then there is no end to your stupidity. I'm not going to help you, I'm going to use you. You're going to be an outlet for me. At the end of each day, I'll use you to evacuate all the stress, all the frustration I've been accumulating. All the remarks, all the shit I have to put through from rich assholes at work, I'm going to unleash on you tenfold. From this day on, you're nothing more than a stress-relieving tool I'll keep in a corner of my living room. You will worship me, you will accept everything I decide to do with you. Because you're nothing more than an object I own. Your existence is 1 I just as important as my next toothbrush. And if I'm not satisfied with you, I'll just throw you into the dumpster, where you belong. Let's start right away. Open wide, slave, I want to see how much of my foot can fit into that mouth of yours.

• “Gosh I can’t with these P.E class anymore! I’m DRENCHED in sweat that’s absolutely disgusting!”
• “Yuck Iku can you move your feet away from my face please? I think I’m gonna pass out from the smell.”
• “Ehhh- Sorry Momoko, I actually forgot to wash my socks yesterday so I had to wear them again today... My feet aren’t usually THAT bad!”
• “And you Tamaki? What’s your excuse for your feet to smell that strong?”
• “Speak for yourself! You haven’t even taken off your socks yet and you’ve already intoxicated the whole room.”
• “Lol! I’m sure you haven’t changed your socks for days... As always. When will you stop doing this...?”
• “Cmon you know that I love making the loser’s life as miserable as possible. The face he makes each time he sees us coming with these nastyyy pairs of socks is just TOO FUNNY!”
• “I mean, I’d react the same way if all the girls in the school used my mouth as a washing machine every day. Poor guy looks traumatized, I can see the fear in his eyes each time a girl is stuffing her socks in his mouth. Not that I don’t enjoy it!”
• “You two are so mean!”
• “Iku, you sure love acting like the nice, innocent girl for someone who’s always first in line to use him ahah!”
• “Hey it’s different! I hurry up just because otherwise, his mouth is always coated with all the other girls’ dirty sock lint... The last time I took my time, I was like the 30th one to use him in the day and despite licking my socks for 20 minutes straight he just COULDN’T clean it. It was so annoying...”
• “I personally don’t care if others used him before, I just want to see this jerk suffer. Serves him right for spying on us while we were naked in the locker room!”
• “I know right? I can’t believe some girls out there also make this perv clean their underwear! There’s no chance I let him approach anything else than my socks!”
• “Oh I didn’t tell you! The other day I was walking down the hallway when I heard this group of girls talking about how they had made him clean their feet with his tongue!”
• “Hum... Isn’t that forbidden by the school?”
• “Yeah in theory you can only use his mouth to wash your clothes BUT more and more girls actually don’t care anymore and just try to find new ways to humiliate him.”
• “When I used him 4 days ago, I could SWEAR he smelled like fucking piss! Some girls must have ”mistaken” him for a toilet lol”
• “You can’t be serious?!”
• “Eww I hope his mouth is clean now, I don’t want my socks to smell like a public toilet...”
• “I’m sure many people don’t even know why he’s being punished, most of them just wanna use him for fun.”
• “Girls can be so cruel sometimes. I remember seeing that one video where he’s chewing on like 4 pairs of socks at the same time while the girls around him are taking turns sitting on his face.”
• “Oh I didn’t see that one! Could you send it to me later?”
• “Ugh I saw it and trust me, you don’t wanna see that. If you turn the volume up, you can even hear that some of them didn’t even bother holding up their farts...”
• “AHAHAH that’s totally something I could do myself! These girls know how to have fun!”
• “Ready to pay him a visit? I might actually make him clean my feet too since everyone does it.”
• “Same!”
• “I guess I could use extra cleaning services just for today...”