Well, what could you say? What could you do, you were practically glued to the freaking floor! Not practically, you WERE encased with the floor. Not only that, but you had two beautiful ladies who shared the same fetish as you. Not only were they barefoot and living out a foot fetish video, but they had that dominating gleam in their eyes and you just happened to play as their slave. You were helpless, you were at their mercy... you loved every minute of this. Twenty toes for the picking, two soles for the licking, heels for the sucking and two girls for the... loving. You began to sweat as you wondered, which one was going to get their way with you? Your now current girlfriend, Kitty or the southern bell, Rouge?

"Kitty, mind if I go ahead?" Rouge asked. You wanted to leap for joy, though there was something keeping you from doing so. She walked over to you and placed a foot on your cheek. You were finally able to get a better look at Rouge's foot. The toes had no paint on it, though it had an odor of old leather and sweat. Her toes curled on your cheek as they made their way over your eye. She was playing right into your hands [metaphorically] and you couldn't do anything. She was teasing and teasing and teasing, moving her foot all around your face, tracing your lips with her toes but not giving you the satisfaction of getting more than a slight tongue poke from a toe.

"You got it bad, don'tcha?" She teased. She knew you wanted her, so did Kitty. Speaking of Kitty, she found this amusing and tag-teamed with Rouge sending out tempting insults.

"Imagine what's going on in his mind right now. Soo close!" She would say. Rouge took pity on you before but now? Can you spell tease? Apparently she could... by the footsweat on your face. She let out a laugh, thinking that you may start crying if you were kept being messed around like this anymore. She liked -- no, loved that.

"You want it?"
You shook your head wildly.
"Really?"
"Hell yeah."
"OK, open wiiiide!"