"Oh don't worry I think Hawke will be delivering the next kiss on your feet!"
"My feet?" The waitress asked confused.
Isabela nodded, grinning ear to ear. "Yes, she is going to kiss the lowest part of your body for my amusement, won't you Hawke?"
You shrink into yourself a bit, the entire pub was staring at you. You slowly nod and Isabela grabs your hair and pulls you down forcing you to your knees. "Come on girl, don't be wasting my time! And you, take your shoes off, she's going to be kissing your bare feet!"
The waitress complied and you saw her bare, slightly dirty feet in front of you. You hadn't really thought of feet much but they were rather attractive, her feet were a bit on the petite side and her toes did look a bit scrumptious. Isabela pushed you forward and you lay on the ground with your belly on the tavern floor. You moved closer, smelling her feet a bit, they were relatively clean but she had been on her feet all day which gave them a faint odor that you wrinkled your nose at.
"Kiss it girl!" Isabela ordered you as she put her boot on your back.
You kissed her foot once. The waitress laughed, "I could get used to this treatment! Have her give her me an extra silver and she can kiss each of my toes!"
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