Ballet, part 6

Some foot humiliation here

[part 6]

Amelia laid there on her knees, refusing to believe what had just happened. A woman she barely considered as her peer due to her low role was now in charge of her very life, and most important, of the life of her students. Her combative instinct was telling her to fight her, but her mind knew better than that. After all what could she do? Punch her foot? Hell, it almost seemed like it was exactly what Charlotte was asking her. No, there was nothing she could do. Nothing but obey; and this was the exact thing that paralyzed her. She refused to believe that the only way not to harm anybody was to bend to the will of a psychopath. 

Looking at her distraught face, Charlotte decided to break the silence. "Hey, why the long face? You realize i was joking right? I'd never eat the cutest one of the bunch." she said, while examining the microscopic woman between her fingertips. "Look, i got to be honest with you" she said, while not even looking in the direction of Amelia. "I can't believe how lucky i am right now. In fact, i'm still not fully sure this is not just a beautiful dream. But you should know that i've wanted to own you so bad for a long time". Own her? What the hell was she talking about? Her words didn't reassure her one bit "I don't know if it'll make things better, but It's nothing too sexual, it's just... Yeah, the mere thought of having you do things for me is so thrilling." Amelia couldn't believe her bad luck. She had escaped the fury of her crazy student only to fall into something even worse. "Just so you know, the only other one that won't go to waste is this cute little one" She said, obviously referring to Mia. "The others are just... let's say expendable" She hoped the girls in the box hadn't heard her. She wanted them to be surprised when she revealed to them her real intentions.

"Whenever you get out of your daydream, honey" Charlotte wiggled her toes in front of the tiny woman's face, instantly snapping her out of her fantasies. Amelia was already determined to comply despite the humiliating request, but what Charlotte did immediately after made her stand up in a hurry. The giantess wedged a desperate Mia between two of her toes, so she could see her closer. The poor thing was crying her heart out, her arms protuding towards her direction in search of comfort. Amelia was already feeling small, she could not even imagine what the girl was going through at this moment. "I'm sorry Mia" she wispered while walking towards the other foot. After letting out a cathartic exhalation, she put her palms into the looming sole in front of her. Trying not to think too much of the specks of dust that would normally not be visible but were dramatically enlarged in her point of view, she started pushing with all her might, and started drawing circular motions with her hands. The surface was softer than she had expected, but each and every movement was costing her a lot of energy.

"Mmmmh that's nice" apparently, Charlotte was enjoying the treatment. Amelia wanted to strangle her, but now that she was smaller than her foot, it would have been quite impractical. Despite the sense of humiliation that came with her task, she kept doing what the giantess asked, and see where it would land her. She would occasionally glance at Mia. The poor thing was still crying, buried between impossibly sized monoliths that kept her in place, but at least she didn't seem to be hurt. Thinking about a few minutes earlier, Amelia wondered how much pressure they would be able to withstand now that they were at that size, but at the same time she wished she would never find out.

Charlotte was the only person in that room who was enjoying what was happening. The mere sight of Amelia giving in everything she had just to rub her feet would have been enough to send her to the moon, but there were so many extras she loved. One was Ava. She could still see her, naked and all bound up, trying to wiggle free to no avail. She could hear her muffled scream, but there was no way that she could emit more than that sound. The other was the feeling of the snobbiest girl of the class, smaller than her toenails, struggling to breathe between her toes. But what was even better was the feeling of having a whole box full of other women that were basically her toys. It was literally a dream come true. For a second, an evil thought crossed her mind. The box containing the others almost seemed like a box of chocolates. She pictured herself picking the girls one by one and eating them like candy. She chose not to indulge further, not that soon. Now that she looked at Amelia's struggles, she had a wicked idea. "Amelia, dear, i can see your arms are getting tired". The tiny woman stopped and gave her a dubious look. She was unsure if the horrible woman was actually concerned about her well-being. "You can take a break from that if you want.". Still unconvinced, Amelia gladly stopped her challenging job. She had spent no more than ten minutes rubbing that foot, but it felt like an hour long workout. Her hands were drenched in sweat, and she was sure most of it wasn't hers. "There are so many ways you can show me your appreciation. I don't know..." the pause was deliberate. Amelia knew nothing good would come out of that mouth. "You could be a nice dog and lick my feet, for instance". 

Amelia didn't have the strength to answer, but she knew there was no way out of this one. She tried to stall for a second, weighing her options. With one hand still on the gigantic foot, she looked around her until her gaze met with Mia's once again. The minuscle blonde was so tiny and defenseless. She was covered in dirt from the previous ordeal, and was now in a pretty unclean place as well. She coulndn't allow anything to happen to her. As if she had read her mind, Charlotte gave her toes a light squeeze, which was apparently enough for Mia to scream in pain. Knowing what the not-so-subtle message was, Amelia turned her face towards the giant foot and stuck her tongue out.

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