Madam Reich thought she was in the clear but what she didn't realize it that there were three Hawk Chicks! The final one swooped down and caught her with a flying kick to the head! The big busty German villain got hit hard and stumbled off her feet. As she tried to clear her head the Hawk Chick smashed down on her shoulder.
"Filthy vermin!" She cried out and blocked the next stomp and got to her feet. Unfortunately for Madam Reich that meant the other two Hawk Chick's caught up and began to strike in near unions. You knew just how deadly the Troop Squad could be working together and now you actually got to see them in action in a situation where you were rooting for them!
Madam Reich grew worried as the fight continued, she couldn't block them all at the same time and soon she had been punched, kicked and thrown tot he ground. Darla, Amy and Alice were brutal and took delight in stomping down on the voluptuous enemy.
The proud woman was down, she had several bruises, a black eye and abrasions.
"Please... no more. Let us work somezing out."
The Hawk Chicks grinned, this was going to be fun.
You recognized Alice who gave one last kick to Madam Reich's ribs, flipping her over onto her backside.
"You want mercy you deranged lunatic? Fine, but you have to earn it. Our boots got dirty fighting you, clean them with your tongue."
"No... don't do this to me, I have my pride, I am part of the Master Race!"
"We could always kill you instead." Darla had stepped up and placed her own boot on Reich's breast."
The super villain grew pale and her eyes looked down. Wow, you really couldn't believe your eyes. The Troop Squad was going to make Madam Reich their bitch! This was great, not only because she deserved to be humiliated but for once you weren't going to have to be at their feet!
Seeing her give in Alice shoved her boot into her face and the would be world ruler was soon lapping at them.
"That's right get the grit and dirt off."
"No don't spit it out, swallow it. Swallow it foot whore."
"Do a good job or we'll stomp you to death."
"Loser!"
"You can't beat us!"
"Hahahah look at her gag on the dirt!"
The process was repeated with Darla and then came Amy.
"Is your tongue tired yet? Poor baby girl, such a silly wittle foot slut."
All three of them let out bratty laughter as Madam Reich was forced to clean every single bit of dirt and grime off of their footwear. This made you ridiculously happy, for once you didn't find their laughter super annoying. After what Madam Reich had done to you it sounded like music to your ears!
Alice smiled when the cleaning was done.
"Good job shoe cleaner, but you aren't done. Time for you to become a foot wipe. Take off our boots and then get to licking I want my sweaty feet completely clean."
Madam Reich's eyes bulged in rage, she so badly wanted to tear them apart but she was too wounded to fight, she was also grossly outnumbered.
"Yes..."
"Hmm say Yes ma'am, I want to hear respect in your voice."
"Yes ma'am, I will lick your feet."
Alice dropped her ass onto the other woman's stomach and then propped her feet up onto Reich's face.
"Go ahead take them off, give my feet a big sniff and then start licking."
You could tell Madam Reich hated every second of it. As soon as the boots came off you could see the twist in her features as the nauseating smell threatened to overwhelm her.
"Aww don't like the smell? Too bad! Loser's have to deal with it, get your ugly nose right in between my toes and sniff. Sniff harder! Hahahahha look at you gagging, worthless bitch. Enough sniffing, stick out your tongue, become my foot wipe!"
Madam Reich was shuddering from the awful smell and the ultimate humiliation. You well knew how bad Alice's feet could get and she had really gotten a work out taking care of the goons and then Madam Reich herself. Even though your tongue wasn't currently tasting her feet it curdled in your mouth at the many memories of when you had to service them.
The foot worship went on for some time until Alice was fully satisfied, of course she wouldn't be the only one getting her feet cleaned! Amy was next and her regular baby talked continued, you watched with an incredible erection as someone else now suffered Amy's particular brand of psychological torture.
"Awww does baby want a treat? Make a cooing sound and you get my foot. Come on baby otherwise I'll put my boots back on and maybe knock some baby teeth out."
Madam Reich made a cooing sound that turned her face bright red.
"Ahh haha so baby was hungry for mommy's foot sweat. Here you go then, eat up and grow big and strong!"
Madam Reich was mortified, she had never been brought this low before. You saw her fist clench in absolute rage but she dared not try to strike, instead she meekly lapped up the foot sweat and played Amy's cruel games.
"Now open wide and say Ahhhhhhh" Amy giggled and Reich obeyed. Amy took the opportunity to stick her entire foot in her mouth gagging her.
"Does my sweet little girl like her pacifier? Isn't that much better, you are so docile and obedient, such a good girl!"
More bratty laughter rang out and you could see Reich's eyes glistening, she was about to sob from the degradation and humiliation. Amy played with her a bit more and then Darla took her turn.
"All right you stupid bitch, you need to learn a listen. You are weak, we are strong. You are a worthless loser and we are natural born winners. Say it, say you are a loser!" Darla demanded.
"I am loser, I am weak." She said tears now cascading down her cheeks.
"That's right bitch, you'll never beat us. Now lick the feet of a superior being!"
Darla planted her feet firmly on her mouth and rubbed them around vigorously, twisting her facial features painfully. You winced at the strong motions, it must be hell under there right about now.
"Lick faster whore!" Darla demanded, not letting Madam Reich have any rest. She redoubled her efforts and licked between Darla's toes, then sucked the toes and then licked every inch of her soles. She made sure all the sweat was good and gone.
Darla stood up and placed her freshly cleaned foot on Reich's face.
"That's where you belong, under foot!"
The three girls laughed at how broken their rival looked. Her hair was all messed up, tears, saliva and sweat covered her once pretty face.
"Loser!"
"Bitch!"
"Foot lapping dog!"
"Little crybaby!"
The verbal abuse rained down as they held the dominant victory pose over her. They had crushed her will under their feet... what was going to happen next?
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