Their Prisoner 4 - Mt Lady

Their Prisoner 4 – Mt Lady

Intro

The girls decided that playing with you became too boring. You are well trained by this point - a perfect obedient little slave who does whatever is required of him. No hesitation. He always gives his best, thanking his Goddesses for any scrap of attention he can get – positive or negative.

You were transported somewhere - handcuffed, muffled, and blindfolded. The chastity cage was taken off at some point. They liked pleasuring themselves using your cock. During the transportation your face was used as a footstool. When your restraints were taken off, what awaited you was the sight of the massive Mt Lady. It was dark outside - the cold wind sent shivers down your spine. The hunt begins – you’re the prey.

Story

Mt Lady’s stinky, massive foot hovered above you. You felt like a tiny bug about to be squished. The size difference intensified the smell. You lose consciousness as a potent stench hits you. You wake up to females giggling, making fun of you. All of them have their phones out. They are either taking pictures or recording you.

One massive toe is poking at your belly. Hot, stinky air is wafted at you – the girl is using her other foot as a fan. You recoil in disgust. Having a perfect view of the massive foot, you clearly see the dirt between her wrinkles; she must have been walking barefoot. There’s unidentified gunk between her toes. The soles look smooth and well looked after.

You twist your body around, trying to crawl away from the nausea-inducing stench, but the massive heel smashes into your body. You can’t breathe. There’s laughter in the background; it sounds like your Goddesses are having a fantastic time.

Mt Lady: “What a pathetic loser. Listen up, pervert. I need to train my skills on a real-life target. You’ll be my prey, and I’ll be the hunter. Everything is recorded. If we feel like it, we will share the video of you with the world. After all, everyone should know what a good-for-nothing pathetic loser foot slave you are. Give it your best trying to escape from my superior massive feet. You’ll be crushed if I catch you, so give it your best! I’ll give you a couple of minutes to run. Go, prey!”

You scramble away as the foot is lifted. You run - being crushed under her massive, stinky foot is a horrible way to die.

Your body is not used to moving around, let alone running. Your legs give out as you take another step. Panicking, you hide behind the wall of the nearest building. You pray she won’t notice you.

Mt Lady: “Ready or not, here I come! You better hide well, or my feet WILL crush you!”

It’s unfair – you had no chance from the very beginning. A drone follows your every step – everyone (including Mt Lady) can track your location. It doesn’t take her long to find you – the massive foot landing on you.

Mt Lady: “Gotcha, loser! You’re like a tiny ant beneath my foot, so squishable! All I need to do is apply a little more pressure for you to become a red dot underneath my lovely foot! Hmmm, should I do it… Hmmmm… Does such a pathetic foot thing even deserve to breathe the superior odour of my feet? Perhaps I should end your misery now… Wouldn’t you love that? Death under my massive foot would be a privilege for you. Which I’m not sure you’ve earned it… Hmmm….”

The foot pushes more into your body until it completely engulfs you. You’re suffocating due to the proximity of the stinky foot and your lungs not getting any air. Struggling doesn’t help at all. Your body can’t take much more - you know that even the slightest pressure increase will crush your pathetic weak body. All that will be left of you would be a red smear on her colossal foot. To your relief, the pressure stays consistent; she must have done it before- you suspect she knows precisely how much of it would kill you and must be restraining herself from fatally crushing you.

The foot is lifted slightly, relieving the delighted-looking Mt Lady.

Mt Lady: “Show me how much you love my foot. If you do well, I may spare your life, you little foot freak.”

The top part of the massive toe is pressed to your face -  you eagerly lick it. Judging from her moans, that’s exactly what she wanted from you.

Her massive foot is placed on the ground beside you; the toes spread apart. There’s a lot of stinky gunk between them, making you nauseous. She wiggles her toes at you.

Mt Lady: “My feet always get so dirty. The area between my toes needs a good cleaning. Clean that part. I may spare you if you prove yourself to be useful.”

You obediently approach the stinky toes. The closer you get, the more the stench hits you. You can’t help but collapse onto your knees and dry heave. Mt Lady is patient with you – her face smug.

You crawl to the spread-open toes and start licking the unidentified gunk and grime. You had to climb on the top of her foot to clean everything.

…

It felt like forever to clean both feet. Mt Lady looks satisfied.

Mt Lady: “Good boy. My feet feel much better now. You’re a perfect foot-cleaning device.”

Himiko: “Ladies and gentlemen, I hope you enjoyed the show! Now let’s check the vote results!”

Mina: “Oooh, the viewers want to see the slave jerking off to our lovely, unwashed feet.”

You’re unsure what’s happening, but you obediently crawl towards them. Mt Lady returns to her normal size. Himiko, Mina, Nana and Mt Lady present you with their stinky feet.

Nana: “Loser, put your nose between our toes. Kiss our feet. Show the world how obedient you are. Come on, foot loser, get to it.”

You lick Mt Lady’s feet first. You suck on all of her toes. The stench is intoxicating. The other girls are rubbing their feet on your body, placing them on your face, head, or any other available parts.

The combined foot sweat leaves sweat patches on your skin.

They all take their turn to have their feet worshipped. You’re presented with their smelly shoes. Nana took off her stinky stockings, putting them in your mouth. She’s been wearing them for two weeks.

Mt Lady: “ Now spread your legs apart and jerk off to the smell of our reeking shoes.”

You know you are being recorded, but you must do as ordered. It doesn’t take you much to cum. The divine smell of the shoes and their feet on your face as you jerk off is enough to send you into a world of ecstasy.

The white cum lands on the ground. You’re all spent. The tops of their feet are presented to you. You know the drill – it’s the standard procedure; it’s what a slave must do.

You bow your head slightly and kiss the top of their feet. When you’re done, each girl slaps you with her foot. You thank them for each and every painful slap.

…

Back in your basement, Himiko graciously informs you that the encounter with Mt Lady was broadcasted on live TV and all social media platforms. The entire world saw you. Every human knows what a pathetic inferior sub-animal foot thing you are now. She mentions that her experiment with you is a massive success. If further research brings positive results, every female on Earth will receive her own pathetic foot slave, such as yourself. The utopian world of total female domination, where every foot is worshipped by a male slave, is approaching.

Foot size: 15 UK in normal-size form

Smell intensity: 12/10

Smell description: sour milk and white vinegar

Smell effect: fainting, dry heaving

Taste: ground dirt mixed with caramel and gone off yoghurt