Total humiliation, part 2

This is the second part of a commissioned story. It's heavily feet-focused and it's some sort of prequel for a picture with the same title on my Deviant page. 

[part 2]

Gloria found herself unable to think straight. She screamed in pure horror while her field of vision became occupied with the sole of a foot bigger than her. When it landed on her, it wasn't gentle; it compressed her back on the leather of the well-worn shoe, but worst of all, it forced its way on the front of her body. She felt like there was not a single inch on her naked body that wasn't covered with sweat, and she was right. It was even worse than a few minutes earlier, when she had been pressed on the floor. Back then, she had been able to breathe through the toes of her tormentor, but from her position right now, her face was covered as well, making it impossible for her to breathe properly. The real hell started when Hillary started walking. She didn't think she'd be able to tell so clearly  when the giant would take a step, but it would have been impossible not to notice. The pressure would be released altogether everytime she would raise her foot from the ground, only to come down tenfold when she put it on the ground. At first, Gloria would scream with every step, but every time she'd open her mouth, it would be filled with sweat and gunk.
The torment didn't last long. Hillary had probably arrived to her car. Gloria heard her talk to her parents, but she couldn't make up their words clearly, until they had started the car. She could hear the couple talking about the house, and spending nice words about it to convince Hillary, who, by the sound of her voice, seemed quite distracted. So her parents didn't know about her ability to shrink people? Gloria waited for a silent moment in the car, and screamed with all her might "HEEEEELP! SOMEBODY PL-" Her words were cut short when Hillary, with surprising dexterity of her toes, squeezed her face so hard that made it impossible for her not only to speak, but to hear anything that was happening outside for a good 20 seconds. And since she had her mouth wide open when the giantess had squeezed her head, she had a good collection of whatever Hillary had under her toes inside of her. She tried to spit everything out, but inevitably, she swallowed some dirt. 

"You really have to stop watching that rubbish" Hillary's mother said. She thought her pleads for help had come from the bitch's cellphone! She had wanted to scream again, she wanted to tell those people there was a live person inside their daughter shoes, but the recent experience had taught her to keep her mouth literally shut. 

The trip didn't last more than an hour. After hearing the car stopping and being turned off, Gloria braced herself; she knew Hillary was going to walk again. She hoped it wouldn't last as long as it had before. Hillary actually ran to her room, and altough she was making her horrible experience shorter, every step was much heavier than before. Gloria heard a door close, and Hillary kicked her shoes off, sending her a few meters away. The ballerina she was in fell on its side, and she slided out of it like a worn-out piece of paper. She breathed fresh air for what seemed the first time in years, and when she regained her breath, she gave herself a look around. She was in Hillary's room. It was no different than every teenager's room she'd seen in her last few years as a realtor. She could tell that the family was quite rich, since Hillary had a very large bed, a desk with a flat laptop on it, and a quite large TV all for herself. Still in pain from the unpleasant trip, Gloria crawled fully outside of the shoe, and stood up. "Hillary, listen" She said to her captress. "I have people waiting for me at home, please, i need to go back". Hillary kept walking around her room. She dismissed her clothes, and changed into her home outfit: an oversized t-shirt and a pair of shorts, all while looking at her phone and seemingly ignoring the fact that a human being was pleading for her life on her floor. "Please... I can pay... A lot..." Gloria's voice sounded more desperate the more she talked, but the giantess kept ignoring her. She then sat on her bed, facing her direction, and after putting away her phone she called the terrified woman. "Crawl over here" she said, speaking to her for the first time in an hour, and pointing at her bare feet. Gloria was not sure she really wanted to approach her, but she eventually gave in to her fear and started walking towards the sitting young woman. "I said crawl" A smile formed on Hillary's face when Gloria fell on all fours, and started crawling. After a good minute, she found herself face to face to a set of toes as big as her head. "Well? You seemed so eager to kiss them at the house. Now they're all for you! What are you waiting for?" The audacity of this girl! It was true, she had actually begged to let her kiss her toes, but just so she would stop crushing her! And now she was making her look like someone who actually wanted it! She bent her head forward, and planted a small kiss on the top of the girl's second toe. Her lips burned when she posed them on the yellow nail polish, but it was just her mind playing tricks on her. It was so disgusting and degrading, and she hated herself for having done it. "Well? Why did you stop?" Gloria couldn't believe her ears. What the hell did she want her to do? "Do i need to crush you some more?" The giant inquired, raising her foot, menacingly. "No, no, i'm sorry, i'm sorry!" Remembering what had happened before, Gloria kissed the tip of the big toe repeatedly. Now that the toenail was out of reach, it was even more disgusting to kiss the bare flesh, but she knew that ending up under the sole was a thousand times worse. "You really know how to address a princess!" Hillary took her toes away from her reach to pat her head with them, like she was a loyal dog. Then she did something even worse: planting her heel on the ground, she exposed the sole of her foot to the shrunken woman, and spreading her toes she said "Now lick".

While kissing those vile toes had been hard, but not impossible to do, the simple thought of putting her tongue on that sweaty surface was enough to trigger her gag reflex. She really didn't want to be trampled, but she really didn't know how to comply. "No, please! You can't ask me this!" she begged. "Oh, but i'm not asking, dear!" Hillary got her foot even closer. "It's an order!" Gloria could feel her stare, but there was just no way she would do something so horrible. Less than 30 seconds had passed, and Hillary was frustrated with the lack of response from what she considered her property. She grabbed the trembling woman by an arm, and after dangling her in front of her to look at her naked body, she lifted both of her feet, and squeezed her between them. Gloria screamed in agony as she felt her whole body sandwitched between the rough soles of the giantess. Besides the arm that Hillary held between two fingers there was not a part of her that wasn't touching feet. Her tits seemed to explode under the immense pressure, and this time even her back was subject to the same treatment. Hillary relieved her pressure to talk to her. "So, are you going to lick my feet or not?" Still hanging from her wrist Gloria screamed "Please, my arm hurts!". Hillary made a disappointed face and said "Wrong answer" She then enclosed Gloria's body a second time between her sweaty feet, but this time, she made sure to rub them against each other. Gloria would have done anything to stop that, so she screamed "I'll do it i'll do it, i'm sorry!" Hillary smiled, and she put her on the ground in front of her. For a second time, she extended her leg so the sole of her foot would face the shrunken woman. It was a bit taller than her, but from the angle it was, Gloria had to lower her head to fit her face underneath it. She gulped, and she reclutantly took her tongue out, and licked. It was horrible. She'd never felt so low in her life, and the person who was forcing her to do so was laughing. She cried, and could taste the flavor of her tears mixing with the sweat she was lapping away. "What are you complaining about?" Hillary teased. They're even clean now! It was true; most of the dirt was now on her naked body. Gloria felt miserable, but she didn't dare stop licking.

"Hillary! Dinner!" She had spent at least half an hour with her head buried between those toes, so Gloria felt relieved when she heard Hillary's mother calling her away. "I'm coming!" She heard her answer, and then the giantess picked her in her hand. "That's a decent job you did down there" Said Hillary to the shrinkee in her hand while inspecting the bottom of her feet. She then stood up and opened her walk-in closet. Inside of it, there was an old hamster cage. "Do you like your new home?" She said, not really waiting for an answer. She then put Gloria inside, and before leaving she reassured her "You were quite good. I'll bring you some food later". Then she waved at her, turned off the light and closed the door. Gloria heard her titanic footsteps getting away, and she collapsed on the cage floor. "What now?" She thought.