Removing her feet from your face, Emma walks over to one of the cabinets in the room and removes a metallic headband with a circular device in the middle. Sliding it onto your forehead, she returns to her previous position sitting on your legs with her feet placed on your chest ready to stretch out and abuse you further.

Tapping the device with her toes the White Queen looks down at you and explains its purpose. “This is a neural enhancer,” She tells you. “It basically enhances a psychic’s connection with the person wearing it. Think of it sort of like a psychic remote control.” The fake sweetness in Emma’s voice is not reassuring. She smiles. “While it doesn’t allow me to control your thoughts or get you to reveal information against your will, it does allow me to physically make your body do what I want it too.”

You eyes open wide as you realize the possible applications of such a device.

She smiles like a cat playing with a mouse. “Allow me to demonstrate.” She once again moves her feet over your face. “Kiss my feet” She orders enforcing the command psychically as well.

You feel the headband against your head begins to tingle and suddenly you begin to pucker up you lips against your will. To your horror you begin kissing her feet just like you were ordered to.

Emma smirks. “Looks like its working.” She teases.

Enjoying tormenting you, the White Queen makes you kiss her feet all over. You kiss her heels, the tops of her feet, and every area of her soles. She makes you devote special attention to her toes making you kiss each one of them 5 times before letting you stop.

After you are done kissing her feet, she glances down into your pleading eyes. “Well aren’t you the Casanova?” She teases.

“Please stop.” You beg her.

“Oh but I’m just getting started.” The White Queen laughs. “It doesn’t make sense to have a foot boy at my beck and call without using him to his full extent.” She rubs her right foot teasingly against your mouth. “Be a good boy and say ah for me!”

Terror and fear enter your mind as you realize what is about to happen. Even your sister and her friends never took things this far with you. “No No!! Anything but that!” You plead opening your mouth for her.

Emma grins. “But you of all people should know how disgusting and sweaty my feet are.” She mocks. “They need a good clean…don’t you think?”

“Please! I’ll you tell you whatever you want.” You say panicking.

“Mmm I bet you will.” She says. “Tongue out please!”

Unable to control your body, you stick your tongue out with a horrified expression on your face presenting it for her waiting sole to use as a foot rag.

Emma smiles playfully as she holds her foot above your tongue wiggling her toes excitedly. “Lick my foot!” She orders.

Feeling like you’re watching a horror film, you begin to lick the White Queen’s sole. It tastes exactly like you would expect feet to taste…salty and tart. You could taste the dirt and sweat on it. You want to gag but all you can do is continue to lick helplessly. Emma giggles as she feels your tongue brush across it. “Hee hee...that feels really nice” She tells you. At first she teases you, holding her foot high enough so that you have to humiliate yourself further by stretching up your tongue just to be able to reach her heel. However, she starts to enjoy it so much that she eventually rests her foot on your face giving your tongue free access to it. As you begin to work your way up her sole, she begins moaning with pleasure. She shivers as you lick a pressure point on her arch. “Ah that feels wonderful,” She tells you. “Lick that spot some more.” As your body rushed to obey her commands, she seemed in complete heaven.

You on the other hand really hated this a lot. By forcing you to do this, Emma had managed to punish four of your senses at once. You could taste her foot with every lick, smell its scent, feel it all over your face and had to stare at it as you were forced to clean it. It was like she had turned you into one of her shoes. It was awful.

You feel your remaining resistance begin to crumble. At this point you really had only two options left. Basically give up the information of your own free will or succumb to her torture. What do you decide to do?