You're not exactly a lightweight, but after a few shots of vodka, the alcohol soon begins to take its desired effect...
"Your feet are...hic....pretty, pretty hot, y'know," You say in a slurred voice to Tora, as she necks a shot. She smacks her lips, apparently not as affected by the vodka as you.
She giggles. "Yeah, they are. Why don't you tell them up close!"
You drop down to your knees and move over so your face is just in front of her flawless, sexy soles. "Y-you are...really...hic...hot!"
Tapping your face with her feet, she giggles again and passes you another shot of vodka, which you down.
Stumbling forward a little, you can't resist her feet any longer. Coiling your lips around her big toe you proceed to suck up and down.
"Hahaha! That tickles!" Tora says, wriggling a little, but looking satisfied. She pulls out her phone. "Ross...who do you think is hot?"
"Your feet! I love your feet!" You cry out, swirling your tongue all over her toes, pausing for a moment to swallow, feeling some of the vodka come back on you. You shake it away and put your mouth against the centre of one sole and start making out with it.
Tora giggles, accommodating your eager tongue by arching it around and using the other to push against the side of your face. She gets the bottle of vodka and pours it over her feet, wiggling her toes.
"Have a drink, foot boy! Lick the vodka from my feet!" You oblige, lapping your tongue against her bare feet, in between her toes, along her arches, right down to the heel. You are vaguely aware of you taking photos and videos on her phone, yet you are too inebriated and enamoured with her feet to say anything.
After several more minutes of gulping down a mixture of vodka and sweat off your ex's feet, everything becomes increasingly hazy until you stumble back to your feet, only to trip and fall, falling face down on the carpet, passing out instantly.
"Wakey wakey!" Your mouth feels dry and your head sore as your doused with water. Looking around you blearily, you roll over to look in the eyes of your ex.
"Thought you'd never wake up!" She giggles, pouring more water from a glass over you so that you choke and splutter a little. "Great night last night - I'm so glad that I had the foresight to record some of the best parts of it..."
You look up, ashamed and mortified as she plays back several videos of you making out with her feet, licking vodka of them, announcing you love her feet.
"Wh-what do you want?" You gulp, clutching your head to nurse your hangover.
Her smile widens. "Thought you'd never ask..."
Tora explains what will happen from now on. She is brutal in her demands of you - she basically wants you to be her slave! While resting both feet on your face, she lays out all of her expectations. You meekly agree with everything she says, from transferring all of your money and future earnings to her, to doing all of her chores, being a human footstool...everything she says basically!
You realise that you won't be able to maintain a relationship with Lizzie, see any of your friends...have anything resembling a normal life from now on!
You never stood much of a chance against Tora and her feet!
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