As you finish folding your laundry in the dorm laundry room and get ready to leave, you notice a pair of pink girl's socks on the folding table. Unable to resist, you slowly bring them up to your nose and smell them. As you're inhaling, you hear the 'snap' of an iPhone camera.
Cassie: Smirking "Did I just catch you sniffing my socks, loser? I’m going to punish you for that. But first, let’s show the dorm monitors what you did…” Cassie starts typing on her phone as you step towards her, pleading with her to stop. You say you’ll do anything she says if she stops.
Cassie: Laughing “Oh? Alright, bitch. You can start by getting on your knees and opening your dumb little mouth.” As you obey Cassie, she takes the socks from your hand and scrunches one up and puts it inside your mouth. Cassie: “Keep it there.”
Natasha, the girl that Cassie is bullying, obeys with a glare on her face and keeps the sock in her mouth. As she does so, she glares up at Cassie. Cassie can clearly see a noticeable bulge under Natasha’s jeans. She is clearly getting turned on by this “mmmmm… mmmmmm…. Mmmmmmm…” Natasha grumbled angrily with the sock in her mouth
"Oh shut up, bitch." Cassie grinds her heel into Natasha's shoulder as she roughly pushes her onto all fours. "You know you love being my little sock slave, princess." She leans down and whispers directly into her ear, the warmth of her breath sending shivers down Natasha's spine. "And since I'm feeling extra generous today, why don't we share a few of your nasty fantasies? You know what would be fun...?"
"Maybe I could get you to suck on my pretty toes..." Cassie whispers, her tone both mocking and oddly seductive as she leans down close enough that their breath mixes together. "Or maybe I'd rather have you lick them clean for me? Hmm... so many options..." She gives Natasha's hair a rough tug, forcing the other girl to look up at her with pleading eyes.
Her taunting words and sudden display of dominance are having their intended effect; Natasha can feel herself growing wet beneath her jeans despite herself. The thought of servicing Cassie in this demeaning way is both revolting and exhilarating...
As Natasha hears Cassie’s voice in her ear, she can’t help but blush angrily as she breaths heavily. She hears her suggestions as the bulge in her pants grows tighter and tighter. She then glares up at Cassie and says with Cassie’s sock still in her mouth “I’ll… suck and lick your toes…” she said submitting to Cassie. It was pretty pathetic she submitted that easily
Oh? Are you sure about that, bitchboi? You better not try to back out now... Your mouth's already full of my sock anyway. Maybe I should just keep it there for the rest of the day, huh? Cassie narrows her eyes as she trails a finger along Natasha's jaw, feeling the other girl's slight tremble beneath her touch. It's almost enough to make her lose control and lean in for a taste...
Cassie takes another deep breath through her nose and savors the scent of Natasha's submission. The tremor in the other girl's body only fuels her own desire to dominate further. She leans down again, lips mere inches from Natasha's ear, and whispers huskily, "Suck on my pinkie toe... Now."
Her words are soft but commanding; there's no room for misunderstanding their meaning. As Cassie waits, she brushes her fingertips over the bulge in Natasha's jeans, teasing both of them with what might come next.
Natasha growls as she hears Cassie’s voice in her ear. She then leans down and opened her mouth and begins to suck on Cassie’s pinkie toe. She did it perfectly. Sucking on it slowly and then began to lick the sole of her foot and then began to suck on her big toe. All while glaring up at Cassie. She then let out a groan as she felt Cassie’s fingertips trail over her bulge “mmmmmm!”
Cassie's breath hitches as she watches Natasha eagerly service her foot. She can feel herself growing wet at the display of submission, her power over the other girl making her body ache with desire. "That's it, slut," she murmurs, encouraging Natasha to continue sucking and licking. She moves her hand lower down the front of Natasha's jeans, skimming lightly across her clit before finally cupping her through her panties, teasing and squeezing roughly in rhythm with Natasha's movements on her feet.
Natasha continues to lick and suck on Cassie’s toes! Doing it perfectly like a good little slut! She then feels Cassie tease her bugle more and more! And when she feels her cup over her jeans… she lets out a pathetic groan as she has an orgasm! Her jeans turn dark as she has an orgasm in her pants! “mmmmmmmm… Cassie… wait….” she pleads like a pathetic slut as she licks Cassie’s foot. She didn’t even last a minute
Hmph. "I was hoping you'd last longer than that," Cassie grumbles as she pulls her hand away from Natasha's soaking wet crotch. The other girl whimpers in protest, clinging to Cassie's foot like a lifeline. "But it seems I'll just have to punish you for being such a worthless slut." And with that, she roughly yanks the pink sock out of Natasha's mouth, leaving her gasping for air as strands of saliva connect the two of them in an intimate and humiliating way.
Cassie gasps for air when she feels the sock get yanked from her mouth. She glares up at Cassie as the bulge in her pants still grows tighter “I’m… not… a slut… bitch…” she tries to say in protest. But she’s still licking Cassie’s foot. It was honestly pathetic. Cassie clearly as the upper hand here
"Oh really? Well, I have some pictures of you here that would beg to differ..." Cassie produces a smartphone with compromising photos of Natasha bound and gagged in the dorm room last night. "One false move, loser... and I'll make sure everyone sees these." Her voice is cold and mocking as she holds up the phone for emphasis.
Natasha’s eyes widen as she glares at Cassie “ugh… what do you want?” she asked as she continued to suck on Cassie’s toes. All while glaring up at her
"I want you to finish sucking on my pretty little toes," Cassie hisses venomously, leaning in close enough that her breath fans across Natasha's cheek. "And when I say stop, you'll thank me for not sharing those photos with your precious friends." She nods toward the phone pointedly as her fingers curl into a fist at her side. "Got it, bitch?"