Summoning up all the courage you have, you speak directly to your ex. "So, how do you...know. You know, about..."
"About your foot fetish?" Tora smirks. "Tell you what, kneel down in front of me and I'll tell you everything."
Dumbly, you do what she says, mortified that she does indeed know your secret! Your ex girlfriend goes on to explain how she found out, using software to identify previous web searches that had caused an issue with her laptop. You hang your head in shame while she gleefully lords it over you.
"So, now I've told you, you can kiss my foot to show us both who's better out of the two of us!" She says wiggling her toes in front of you.
As you stare at your ex's bare feet, a wave of defeat washes over you. Your lips trembling, you find yourself pressing your lips meekly against her bare sole. The sole of your conqueror!
She fixes you with a stare that is both cold and excited in equal measure. "Ha! I knew that you wouldn't be able to resist me! You are a pathetic foot freak. Tell me what you are!!"
"I'm a...pathetic...foot freak," you mumble, feeling both ashamed and excited in equal measure.
"Not bad, foot boy," she giggles. "Keep going!"
You do so, begging like a puppy dog as you kneel in front of your malevolent ex girlfriend. With every meek utterance, you feel increasingly subservient to her. Finally, she seems to be satisfied, as she patronisingly pats you on the head with one gorgeous bare foot and tells you to stop.
The look in her eyes is so superior, as is the look of pure victory on her face, that you find yourself staring instead humbly at the ground, at her turquoise-painted nails. She eagerly tells you how she discovered your secret. You curse yourself for being so foolish to risk watching foot videos on her laptop in the first place; yet being in such a subservient position to her is an undoubted thrill.
"Now, I am going to blackmail you. Let me make this clear - I don't like you. Frankly, I want as little to do with you as possible. But I do want something from you. Hush money so I don't tell anyone about your dirty secret. The question is, how much are you willing to pay me, loser?"
You whimper and find yourself begging again. "Please, Tora. P-pplease don't..."
Tora silences you with a bare foot positioned over your face. The lovely aroma fills your brain at once. Finding your nose nestling into her smooth skin, you can't help but give in to her.
"Don't speak unless you are spoken to. I call the shots, in case you'd forgotten! Anyway, as I was saying. I want hush money from you. My career doesn't seem to be taking off the way I thought it had. To be honest, I can't be bothered to do any more study, kiss bosses asses to climb up the corporate ladder....I just want to milk YOU like a cash cow!" She giggles. "So, you're going to pay me two thousand dollars every single month. Starting from right now!"
All you can do is whimper pathetically while Tora opens your banking app and sets up a regular payment. She adds in an extra security password that would prevent any cancellation of this, just in case.
"Oh, and if a single payment fails to come through on time - even if it's a day late - then I tell people your secret. Ooooh....what's wrong?" She does a mock pout. "Has mean old Tora fucked you over? Well, the alternative, freak, is that I tell everyone I know - and you know - about your fetish. I can have much worse people than me take advantage of you and screw you over." She stares at you with a smirk plastered on her face. She really is beautiful, you can't help but admit.
Her eyes narrow. "OK, OK." Taking your silence as a sign of respect, she adopts a completely reasonable tone. "For accepting me blackmailing you like this, I will come round once a month - after you've paid me - and you can smell my feet. If you're really good, then you can kiss them. Or - maybe - lick them."
You find yourself practically salivating at just the thought of licking such heavenly soles.
"One day I could tap my toes against your excuse for a dick - it would only take a few seconds to make you explode in your pants..."
It's too much for you. What else can you do? Nodding meekly, you bow down at her feet completely, knowing that you are well and truly defeated. Tora gives you a cheery wave as she picks up her shoes and departs, leaving you alone in your thoughts.
Two thousand dollars a month...you'll have to move out and get an apartment-share somewhere, or get a couple of lodgers. Working overtime is a must-do - as many hours as they will allow you! Lizzie - well there's no chance you can afford to see her, or any friends any more...
Lying down on the couch, you stroke your throbbing member to the thought of Tora's bare soles. After a few seconds or so you have a mind-melting orgasm, crying out your ex's name as you do.
This is your life now. In life there are winners and losers - and Tora has certainly won!
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