This choice: Georgia is not pleased with her foot service, punishment time! • Go Back...Chapter #9Georgia is not pleased with her foot service, p... by: Carl   Georgia was enjoying life but Texas really wasn't that good at foot worshiping. Probably wasn't her fault since this was the first time she had to do something like this but Georgia wasn't about to tolerate no excuses!
"You call that foot service? Pathetic!"
"I'm sorry Georgia, I'm trying my..." Texas's statement was interrupted by a rather vicious kick to her face.
"Don't you dare use my name like we are friends, you will address me as ma'am or boss from now on. Is that clear?"
"Yes ma'am." Texas replied meekly. She was terrified of what Georgia would do to her if she didn't instantly comply with her demands. "I'll try to do better boss."
"Yes you will but first you need to be punished for your incompetence."
Georgia pulls Texas across her lap and begins to spank her something fierce. The poor weasel cried out in humiliation and in pain as Georgia showed her rear end no mercy! After at least a hundred powerful smacks from the mare she was pushed to the ground.
"Now apologize."
"I'm sorry for not taking care of your feet better boss."
"Good, now keep worshiping them until I say stop, and put some feeling into it!"
Texas tried, she put on a fake smile on her face and pretended to greedily lick her soles like they were the sweetest tasting pudding. It was hard since she hated every second of it. Georgia was amused at her pathetic groveling and attempts to avoid further punishment, ah life was good for her.
The sun was going down and it was now about 7:30. Most folks stayed up until about midnight and then rose up at 8:00. So it was a surprise when Georgia said. "All right, bed time bitch."
"It isn't even 8:00 though ma'am." Texas protested.
*SLAP* In an instant slap to the face sends Texas to the ground. Georgia's foot engulfs her face as she pushes down on it adding pressure to her mouth and nose.
"Never disrespect me again! Never challenge one of my instructions again! You will go to bed like a disobedient baby every day at 7:30. Now go crawl to your room and go to sleep!
Texas again meekly obeyed and crawled away. She got into bed and cried, she wasn't tired despite the exhausting day, it was too early to go to sleep! Instead she tossed and turned for hours before finally drifting off.
That morning she was given some gruel to eat on the ground out of a bowl and then she was taken back into the town square. There Georgia once again sat down and demanded a massage. Of course this attracted a rather large crowd of curious onlookers.
"Tell the public how much you love serving at my feet."
Texas, now totally shamed spoke up so people could hear her.
"I love serving your feet Georgia! This is the highlight of my day. Thank you for letting me massage your feet, it makes me so happy to know that I'm helping you feel good."
The crowd thought this was quite amusing. Texas pushed her thumbs into the arches of her owner's feet, rubbed all over the soles and rubbed her toes. Sadly for the former sheriff her efforts simply were not good enough for Gerogia.
"You call that a massage? Pathetic! You must want to get punished!"
Georgia stomped down on Texas's body with her feet. She focused mostly on the breasts and stomach as she didn't want to knock her slave out but a few milder strikes targeted the face.
"You like that bitch!? You like how everyone in the town is laughing at you for being such a fuck up. That's it cry for me, cry in front of the whole town you weak little baby!"
The mocking laughter and the pain were too much for poor Texas. She was broken as her body unleashed a torrent of tears. Her sobs were loud and pathetic as the whole town realized the sheriff was all hat and no cattle. She was pathetic. The people she used to bring to justice walked up now and laughed at her as she sobbed on the ground.
"Y'all want to use her whore mouth? She's not that good at worshiping feet and could use some practice but I bet it will still be fun for you."
And fun it was. The villains of the town throughout enjoyed making the once uppity sheriff thoroughly clean their feet. They mocked her and spat on her and told her she was scum. Texas started believing it was true. What kind of sheriff cleaned the corrupt citizens of a town in full view of everyone? She was pathetic.
"I'm sorry, I'm so sorry for trying to interfere with your lives. Please forgive me." Texas begged as the townsfolk laughed and jeered.
She spent the day licking feet clean, massage and worshiping. At one point she had a known cattle rustler's feet down her throat while massage another criminal's foot as a third sat on her stomach waiting for her turn. It was sheer hell. Hours in the hot sun servicing dirty, sweaty and foul feet. She wasn't even given water to drink, Georgia just had townsfolk spit in her mouth for hydration.
Finally it was time to return to her new home. Georgia was very pleased with how worn out and pathetic her slave looked. Of course her day was not complete, it was time for her feet to be serviced now!
"Kiss every part of them, worship them. Then you can get started on sucking each toe individual, give them lots of attention you foot slut. And smile, I want to see your face bright and cheery as you pay homage to your Master's feet!"
Texas knew she was being conditioned to obey and accept her place. This knowledge did nothing to ease her sorrow and shame. For the hundredth time she cursed her failure in defeating her one time deputy. As she lapped at Georgia's soles she realized that this was only the second day of her servitude. How much worse were things going to get?
After an hour on her knees it was once again 7:30.
"Time for bed, no crying or you don't get breakfast tomorrow. Go crawl into bed."
Texas obeyed but again, sleep was difficult. As she closed her eyes and tried to will her tired body to pass out she heard Georgia on the phone.
"Oh yeah things are going quite well."
Laughter.
"I plan to. No I don't expect she'll try to escape, she had no where to go and she knows I'll skin her if she tired."
"Oooh now that's an idea. She sucks as massages anyway so losing her paws wouldn't be that big of a deal."
Terror spiked through Texas's mind. Was she talking... amputation? She didn't know if Georgia was being serious or if this was some kind of sick mind game. Georgia probably knew Texas couldn't get to sleep that early... but still. It worried her. She vowed to get better at massaging feet with her hands.
This was her life now. She needed to be the best possible slave she could be to avoid permanent harm to her body! With that chilling though she cried herself to sleep.
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