Tilting the opening of her boot towards your nose, the White Queen smiles evilly as she orders you to sniff deeply. Your eyes open in fear as you are automatically forced to take a deep breath. Instantly the smell of footsweat and leather hits you hard. You’ve become extremely familiar with the scent of the Emma’s feet having been tortured by them for the past couple of hours but this is much worse. It is like the smell of her feet inside those boots has been concentrated and magnified 100 times. It makes sense in a way. Emma probably uses those boots a lot and while she might wash her feet when she gets home, she probably doesn’t bother to clean the inside of her boots. You can only imagine how much footsweat they must have absorbed being worn by her day after day. Your eyes immediately begin to water and your body starts to shudder trying to get away from the overpowering smell.

Emma laughs. “These are my favorite pair of boots,” She informs you. “I’ve had them for a couple of years now and I’ve really broken them in with my feet. They are actually pretty comfortable though as you can imagine my feet don’t get much air wearing them and they can be pretty hot.”

“Mmmph,” You cough gagging and wheezing as you breathe it all in. You wriggle around shaking and twisting your head desperately trying to get away from the odor but the White Queen holds her boot over your nose psychically forcing you to inhale as deeply as you can. All you can think about is how awful the smell is and how much you want it off of your face. It takes less than a few minutes for this type of torture to become too much for you and the last of your mental shields collapse. Emma notices right away but being the sadist that she is she leaves the boot on your nose for another 5 minutes teasing you while you whimper and beg her to just read your mind and be done with it already. Eventually she removes the boot from your face and replaces it again with her bare foot while she reads your mind. You never thought you would actually be happy to see her feet again in you life. It is short lived though as she psychically forces you to resume licking.

Without you trying to fight her, it is easy for the White Queen to find what she wants. She smiles as she discovers where the emeralds are locating. “There we go,”
Activating the communicator in the broach around her neck, she contacts her leader. “Sebastian, I’ve just extracted the information from the captive. The chaos emeralds are being held in a secret government facility in Peru. I’m sending you the coordinates now,” She tells him psychically sending him the location

You hear a deep voice ramble over the communicator. “Excellent, I am sending out a strike team to that location to secure them. Feel free to keep your prisoner entertained in the meantime. Black King out!”

Emma smirks as she closes her communicator as she looks back to you. Still under her control, you continue to lick her foot vigorously unable to stop yourself.

You feel defeated. Even after all your efforts, all the torture you put yourself through, you weren’t able to keep the White Queen from extracting the information from you. You failed to protect what you needed to and now the Hellfire club will get their hands on the Emeralds. You’ve lost.

Emma reads your thoughts. “Aw don’t feel so bad champ.” She teases wiggling her foot against your tongue. “You did put up a valiant effort but I am an expert when it comes to interrogation. You never really stood a chance against me.”

“You got what you wanted” You say worn out and beaten. “Just let me go.”

She grins. “Nope I don’t think so. I’d much rather play with you a bit more.”

“But I-I gave you what you needed.” You tell her practically pleading as you continue running your tongue up and down her foot.

“Yes you did but it was after you made me work for it.” She leans back allowing herself to once again enjoy the sensation your tongue was giving her. “Now you get to reward me for doing such a good job interrogating you.” She moans slightly. “Besides your tongue feels amazing on my feet.”

Even a soldier has his limits. You’ve barely managed to maintain your composure throughout her interrogation but realizing that your torture is far from over becomes too much for you. The tears immediately start to flow and you begin to sob as you continue to caress her foot with your tongue.

Emma smirks as she sees that knowing that she’s broken you. She’s fully aware that she is being a total bitch but she can’t help it. She loves dominating people and you’re just too fun to torment. Smiling as your tongue massages her foot, she relaxes and allows herself to enjoy the pleasing sensations.

For the next couple of hours, Emma makes you lick her feet cleaning them thoroughly while she moans pleasurably the entire time. First you clean her right foot licking every area on it then she replaces it with her left and you repeat the process. She makes you go slowly making sure that you don’t miss any spot on her feet. She even makes you clean between her toes. Whenever your tongue got too dry, she would make you retract your tongue into your mouth swallowing any footsweat and dirt on it before resuming. Once her feet are sparkling clean, she decides to make you suck each of her toes. During that time White Queen giggles and teases you by telling you how cute you looked with them in your mouth.

Finally your forced foot worship session with the White Queen gets interrupted by the Black King contacting Emma on her communicator. “Emma, we’ve confirmed your prisoner’s information. Our strike team was successful in raiding the facility and obtaining the Emeralds.”

The White Queen smirks at you before responding. “Excellent sir!” She pokes your with her foot. "What would you like me to do with my captive?"

The answer is ominous. “He has officially outlived his usefulness as an informant. You may dispose of him as you see fit.”

Emma smiles. “Understood.”

Deactivating her communicator, she looks at you playfully. “Well, you heard the man.” She tells you. “Your fate is pretty much in my hands.” She wiggles her toes inside your mouth teasingly. “I wonder what I should do with you?”

“Mmmph” You say.

Emma giggles and removes her foot from your mouth allowing you to talk.

“Let me go,” You suggest hopefully.

She shakes her head. “I’m afraid that really isn’t an option. She says. ” You already know too much.” The White Queen smiles as she considers. "I think the easiest the easiest thing to do would just be to terminate you.”

You grimace wondering if this is the way you are going to go out; The last experience that you would get to have is being used as a foot washer by the White Queen. The last thing that you ever get to taste being her dirty, sweaty feet.

She strokes your cheek seductively. “Still it seems a shame to waste your powers and you did do an excellent job of cleaning my feet,” She admits. “I suppose I could allow you to join my Hellions if you persuaded me to.”

The Hellions were a team of mutants who unofficially worked for the Hellfire Club that Emma was in charge of. If you joined you would be under her direct supervision. Judging from her dominating personality, she isn’t the type of boss you would want to have.

The White Queen's smile turns mischievous. To your surprise she reaches over and deactivates the Neural enhancer removing it from your head. “Maybe if you beg me and kiss my feet of your own free will I'll consider it.”

You couldn’t believe the White Queen’s audacity. Not only did she spend several hours torturing you and expect you to be willing to work for her after that. She expected you to beg her and literally kiss her feet for the position. Then again she also made it clear that the alternative would be far worse. Is keeping the little pride you have left really worth risking your life?

What do you decide to do?