Babysitter Gets Bullied
By
Abcfed123321
Part 1
Marlee was a quiet and shy girl who lived with her widowed mother in a high-end
middle-class suburban neighborhood. After the death of her father, it was a struggle
for her mom to make ends meet, but they were just able to keep their house. Marlee
was a junior in high school and worked hard to get mediocre grades in 5.0 classes,
needless to say she wasn’t very smart.
One Sunday, Marlee was biking home from her job at McDonalds she saw her mom
had just gotten home from early morning weekend job (5am-1pm), which she needed
to make just enough money for the bare essentials, and was talking to Ms
Huntington, a snooty soccer mom who lived further down the street. Ms Huntington
had two children a 4-year old boy and a 6-year old girl and was the wealthiest person
on the block. She had divorced her husband, three years ago and had won the house
and most of their assets and neighborhood gossip had it that she was getting paid
$500,000 a year from her ex-husband who had a corporate position for a wall-street
bank.
As she got closer she could tell ms Huntington had just been on a long jog because
she was glistening in sweat and wearing yoga pants and a sports bra. Marlee couldn’t
help but notice the difference between her mom who looked tired and rundown, with
her greying hair just at age 51 and her baggy sweatpants that didn’t mask her slightly
overweight, yet not curvy body, while ms Huntington looked like she belonged on a
sportswear commercial with her glistening sweat shining of her tanned body, and her
blonde hair up in a ponytail. Marlee wasn’t attracted to girls but she could tell ms
Huntington was hot. The gap between sports bra and yoga pants showed a flat
stomach with tanned abs, but her hips were wide and she had a big butt that her
pants hugged tightly and further down she had defined legs and strong calf’s above
her hot pink running shoes. Not to mention, she had big boobs, which her sports bra
showed a lot of, and a beautiful face.
Marlee hopped of her bike and began waking it along the sidewalk as she got closer
to her mom and rich neighbor. When she was about 15 feet away she heard me
Huntington say “oh perfect here she is!”. Marlee couldn’t imagine what Ms
Huntington wanted from her, the last interaction she had with her was when Marlee
was 12 and her and her cousin were drawing with chalk in the street and Ms
Huntington pulled into the neighborhood in her new and expensive all white Lexus .
Marlee and her cousin moved out of the way but ms Huntington pulled over and
yelled at them for “getting chalk on her tires”. This was only a few months after her
fathers death and marlee’s Mom wasn’t looking for a fight, so she apologized
profusely to ms Huntington even though she knew it was completely unreasonable.
Ms Huntington said it was a town ordinance not draw chalk and she could just call
the police... but if Marlee and her mom washed her cars, which also included and
black rolls Royce and Mercedes every week for the rest of summer, she wouldn’t
complain about it. Of course, Marlee and her mom agreed and washed her expensive
cars after Marlee’s mom got home from working two jobs and was exhausted. Ms
Huntington would come out often and critique them and make Marlee’s mom scrub
the tires on her hands and knees while she stood over her and watched. The other
neighbors were all very confused but didn’t say anything.
All of this went through Marlee’s mind until her mom snapped her out of it by saying
“Marlee, ms Huntington was asking if you would be able to babysit for her once or
twice a week?”. Marlee was always nervous to talk and she felt put on the spot as she
looked up at ms Huntington who was smiling wide with her perfect white teeth, and
she finally struggled to stutter out “uhhh... y-yea.” Marlee had speech problems as a
kid but had mostly fixed them by going to speech classes, but she got braces in eight
grade which made it difficult for her again. She should have gotten them off by now
but her mom couldn’t afford appointments anymore so she continued to struggle
speaking and she also didn’t like talking because people sometimes made fun of
braces. Ms Huntington gave a brief laugh and said “wow that was easy, I didn’t even
say if I would pay you”. Marlee felt embarrassed by this and tired to respond “uhh
well uhh I-“ before Ms Huntington cut her off and said “it’ll be Tuesdays and Friday
from after you get home from school at 2:30 until 5 and I’ll pay you $10, is that
alright.” Marlee just nodded this time even thought she was thinking that it was
definitely not worth ten dollars, but she was scared to try to talk too much. Marlee’s
mom, sensing her daughter didn’t want to, asked “are you sure you can handle this
with all your school work?” trying to give her daughter an easy out. Before she could
answer Ms Huntington interjected with “Carol,(Marlee’s moms first name) she
already said yes and I’m sure she can handle it, besides I never did anything and
school and I’m doing well for myself.” Marlee, just wanting the conversation to end
said “yea it’s okay” with her head down which put a huge smile on Ms Huntington’s
face. Carol said “okay sorry ms Huntington.” Marlee thought it was odd her mom
called her ms Huntington while she just used carol, but she knew her mom was not
very authoritative and usually deferred to others. Ms Huntington replied “ oh it’s
alright darling”, despite being years younger than carol, “I need to get home now to
take a long bath, see you on Tuesday Martha” before jogging off with both Marlee
and her mom looking at her go for a second with a mix of jealousy for her looks and
annoyance at her condescending tone, especially after she called Marlee the wrong
name.
When they both got inside, Marlee’s mom told her “you can always tell her it’s not
working out after a week or so”. Marlee replies “it’s okay, how bad can it be anyway”.
Carol just nodded and said “I’m gonna take a three hour nap before my night shift
cleaning offices. Marlee said “okay I’ll be doing homework”
Part 2
Marlee was riding the bus home after a long day of school thinking about the math
test she had probably just failed. Also, at lunch she heard the popular girls making
fun of her saying “omg she’s so ugly, just look at her, but she’s not even smart too like
she’s basically worthless we can’t even make her do our homework.” Marlee didn’t
dare look up from her food and just stayed sitting alone in silence. Marlee dreamed
of being strong enough to tell rich spoiled girls to leave her alone but she was too
timid to ever do it and she knew it. She just hoped she would eventually graduate and
go to a college where no one would bother her but she knew she would probably need
to get a job right after high school because she couldn’t afford college. Marlee was
happiest right after she got home usually because she could go to her room alone and
get away from everyone, but she realized that today was the day she needed to
babysit. This made her sad again as she sat in silence on the bus.
A few minutes later she got home and put her backpack down, ate a quick snack, and
walked over to Ms Huntington’s house. She approached the door after walking along
her winding sidewalk that led from her driveway to her front door which was
surrounded by beautiful gardens plants by Ms Huntington’s landscapers. She got to
the huge, fancy wood door and debated for a few second whether to knock or ring the
door bell. Suddenly, the door swung open and ms Huntington was standing there
with her perfect smile and perfect body, “welcome, come in”. Marlee walked in and
was amazed by the huge staircase and beautiful furniture all around. She was caught
gaping at everything when ms Huntington said “it’s a bit messy, feel free to clean up
or mop the floors if u have any free time”. Marlee couldn’t see any mess at all but she
nodded and tried to remember that. Even thought she was annoyed by this, Marlee
always worked hard and tried to a good job at what she did. Ms Huntington
continued walking into the house and Marlee followed, “here’s the living room which
is where u can stay most of the time with chad and Elle”. Marlee looked around the
room which had soft, white carpets and expensive leather couches plus a 90” flat
screen tv and continued to nod. “There’s snacks over here in the kitchen, they’re both
allowed one each, do u have any questions. Marlee just shook her head no. “Okay
great, I’m gonna do then, u need to pick them up from the bus stop in ten minutes I
already let them know u would get them”. Marlee said “okay” and ms Huntington
walked out with her fat ass bouncing behind her.
Marlee did as she was told and got cuss and Elle who were surprisingly calm for
being the children of such a snotty woman. Once they were in the house they both
asked for snack which Marlee got and then they mostly played with each other.
Marlee had nothing better to do because she didn’t go on her phone much because
her mom could barely afford data and she didn’t have any friends to text anyway, so
she decided to mop the floors. She found a surprisingly ratty looking mop in the
closet and a bucket and she filled it with soap and water and began mopping. It
became pretty arduous as the mop was heavy when wet and besides the carpeted
living room, the rest of the house was nice hardwood floors and the house was huge.
She finally finished mopping and checked the clock: 5:15.
Marlee decided to just wait in the living room watching the kids because she expected
ms Huntington to arrive back soon. As she sat their she looked at all the expensive
professional paintings on the wall and thought about the blank wall of her own
house. It also occurred to her that she never thought to help her mom mop the floors
when she had time but she just did it for ms Huntington even though she didn’t have
to. Usually she would at least do the dishes for her mom but after mopping she was
tired and she would need the rest of the night to finish homework.
Before she knew it fifteen minutes went by and ms Huntington still didn’t come back.
She figured she would be arriving shortly so she just continued to wait, but another
hour passed before she saw ms Huntington’s car pull in. She was a little annoyed for
having to stay an extra hour because she would now be up late finishing homework
but it didn’t even cross her mind to speak up about it as she got up and started
waking towards the door. She opened for the door for ms Huntington who not even
acknowledging being late said “could u do me a favor and get the groceries out of the
back of my car”. Marlee thought it was odd she couldn’t even grab a few herself since
all she was holding was her Versace print handbag but of course she just said “okay”
and walked outside. Her car was full of groceries and it took her several trips to get
all of them inside the door. When she finished the last trip, ms Huntington was
walking over with an annoyed look and screamed “Marlee, did you mop the floors in
here?”. Marlee confused and intimidated said “uhh yea, I uhh well uhh I got the mop
for the closet and d-d-did the whole house”. Ms Huntington screamed again “are you
dumb? That mop probably put more dirt on the ground the cleaned any, i only have
my floors hand scrubbed I definitely did not tell you to mop I said clean the floors”.
Marlee was terrified and also disappointed in herself for failing, even though she was
pretty sure Ms Huntington has said mop, she managed to stutter out “I-I so sorry ms
H-Huntington”. Seeming to soften up a little she replied “it’s okay I can tell you were
trying” which made Marlee feel really good even though she internally despised ms
Huntington and had just got yelled at, “im still a little upset because my foot
masseuse made me wait 10 minutes before she got to me ,I demanded an extra 45
minutes of massage time of course which was relaxing, but I hate people making me
wait I see it as the ultimate disrespect,” Marlee just nodded even though it occurred
to her she just waited an hour for her and didn’t even speak up about it, she was just
happy ms Huntington was no longer yelling. “So, I’ll tell you what, everything will be
okay as long as you hand scrub the whole house Friday when you come over” not
even pausing to hear Marlee’s response she continued “and you’re planning on taking
those bags to the kitchen and unpacking it all right?” And gave Marlee a look that
implied that she should be. Marlee meekly nodded and said “ uhh uhh yea”. “Good”
ms Huntington said curtly.
Marlee now had to spend another 15 minutes unpacking all of the groceries and was
all to happy to leave when she finished. She saw ms Huntington was on her leather
couch with her feet up resting on a foot rest. She walked up behind her but she didn’t
turn from the couch. Marlee stood awkwardly for thirty seconds unsure what to do.
Finally she said “uhh can i leave now please”. Ms Huntington, without moving, said
“sure, don’t forget about Friday”.
When Marlee got home her mother was surprised that she got home so late. “What
happened? Did it go okay?”. Marlee lied and said “it was alright”, which wasn’t all
wrong since the kids weren’t much work. Her mom said “what took so long?” Marlee
being embarrassed lied again and said “oh I just had a lot of questions at the end it
was alright though”. Carla just said “okay well make sure Ms Huntington doesn’t
boss you around.” And Marlee just said “yea I know, I need to go do homework” and
with that left. Carla was too tired to notice anything was wrong and thought nothing
of it.
Marlee has to stay up until 12 finish homework, way past her bedtime and she was
mad, but of course not directly at ms Huntington because she scared her. As she was
trying to fall asleep it occurred to her that she didn’t even get paid, but she figured
she’d just wait to see if she paid Friday and she could remind her then.
———The last two days had been pretty uneventful for Marlee, she was just her usual sad
self but just a little extra tired. It was now Friday and she was getting off the bus and
actually a little excited for the weekend. Of course, she knew she had to babysit today
and hand scrub ms Huntington’s floors but she thought it couldn’t be that bad.
She dropped her stuff off and went to the Huntington house. This time she decided to
ring the door bell but no one came for thirty seconds, and she was about to ring it
again when ms Huntington opened the door. “Hey, I hope you haven’t forgot about
our floor situation right?”. Marlee replied “uhh no, uhh I-i mean yea i d-do
remember”. “Perfect, I have a small sponger here and you know where the bucket is
right?” Marlee nodded “good, just make sure you get clean soap and water often
andso we don’t have the same problem as last time” Marlee nodded again a bit
embarrassed. “I expect every last inch of floorboard to be spotless when I come back
and it’s the same deal with chad and Elle”. Marlee replied and “okay” and ms
Huntington left.
Marlee got chad and Elle but this time they wanted to play games with her. Knowing
babysitter was her first commitment before scrubbing the floors she played with
them. Before long, an hour and half had passed and Marlee realized that she needed
to start scrubbing the floor is she wanted to finish in time.
She got all the supplies and started in the kitchen, but she didn’t even know where to
start. She went to the middle but it seemed like she was making no progress because
the sponge was a small kitchen sponge meant for dishes not floors. Plus it was
actually really hard work to scrub and before long her arms were tired, her knees
were aching and lower back was sore and she had only finished the kitchen. It was
almost time for ms Huntington to come back but she actually hoped she might be
late this time.
She quickly moved to the hardwood in front of the front door and began frantically
scrubbing despite the aches and pains shooting across her body. She didn’t get far
before she heard footsteps at the front door and ms Huntington walked in. Marlee
looked up for a second and was met with a glare from ms Huntington. Intimidated
she quickly lowered her eyes to the ground which inadvertently left her staring at ms
Huntington’s pink toed feet in her Gucci slippers.
“Not finished I see.” Marlee was terrified even though all she had done was not
complete a task that started as a favor to ms Huntington and she had done right. To
scared to respond she said nothing. “I cut my spa trip short to make it back in time,
so I didn’t even get my foot massage and I come back to u not even done scrubbing
the upstairs when you still have the upstairs and the basement to do”. Marlee felt
ashamed for some odd reason even thought she had done nothing wrong, and she
didn’t even notice that ms Huntington was actually still late. “Do you have anything
to say for yourself?”. Marlee felt put on the spot and kept her head down which was
demeaning because she was so closed to this attractive woman’s feet. She stuttered in
a quiet voice “s-s-sorry, I uhh was t-trying”. “No excuses!” ms Huntington cut her off,
“I’m already upset because I didn’t get my foot rub and now this... to make it up to
me you need to give those feet you’re looking at a long foot massage and will discuss
what we’re going to do from there. Come with me”. Marlee was so embarrassed as
she tried to look away and the awkwardly got up and followed ms Huntington to her
couch.
“Push the foot rest away and take of my slippers”. Marlee complied by first lifting her
feet which were on the foot rest and removing her expensive flip flips and then
moving the foot rest but was confused as to why she pushed the foot rest away as it
would have been useful. After she awkwardly stood there unsure where she should
sit. Angrily ms Huntington yelled “kneel! Now!”. Scared Marlee almost jumped onto
her knees which caused her a lot of pain. Marlee was so afraid that she just kept her
eyes on ms Huntington’s manicured feet and she didn’t even notice her sly smile.
After a few seconds she simply raised her right foot so the sole was just inches from
Marlee’s ugly face causing her to go cross-eyes as she stared and said “rub”.
Marlee quickly grabbed her foot and did as she was told. She had actually worked for
a nail salon for a few months prior before it went out of business and she knew how
to massage feet well. After she started she actually felt a little lucky because Ms
Huntington’s feet’s were so perfect like the rest of the body and it was much better
than some of the disgusting feet she saw at her old salon. Of course, she then thought
about how demeaning it was that she was even thinking about other woman’s feet
that way. She began to think about how she ended up in this spot and was a bit angry
because she realized that she was just doing her job as she was told but was still
getting taken advantage of. Still, Marlee knew she wouldn’t actually stand up for
herself.
She was caught off guard when Ms Huntington said “scoot closer”. Marlee did but
unsure why until she casually placed her left foot to rest on her shoulder. Marlee had
never felt like much in life, but this was the lowest she had ever felt being used as a
foot stool and personal masseuse for trying to do a favor to a snooty, hot woman who
made probably 20 times as much as her mom made. Still, she diligently massaged
the foot in front of her, intimidated by this demanding woman.
“You’re actually pretty good...” ms Huntington said in a much less angry tone which
made Marlee happy even though she was being taken advantage of and despite the
pains in her knees and back which were becoming more acute, not to mention her
arms were dead tired from hold her foot and muscular leg up. “... so I think you need
to do this every time you babysit from now on, and you have to come tomorrow and
finish scrubbing the rest of my floors” ms Huntington more demanded than asked in
her pretentious tone. Marlee wanted to leave and never come back at this point but
instead she just nodded and said “okay”. “You’ve caused me so much stress over
these last days, I’ve had hard days at the spa and shopping and the last thing I need is
for you to mess things up, but of course you dirty my floor boards and then don’t
even clean it up”. Marlee forgot her her earlier internal anger and actually started to
feel bad for what she had done. “And Tuesday you weren’t even kind enough to offer
to bring in my groceries for me and don’t try to help me in any other way like doing
my laundry or washing my car, which I know your good at” she added. Despite her
patronizing tone and snarky comments that oozed of privilege which she hated,
Marlee couldn’t help but feel guilty for wrong doing even if she didn’t know what the
wrong doing was.
There was an awkward silence and Marlee dared to look up where she was met with
ms Huntington’s beautiful face looking down upon her as if she was expecting
something. “Uhhh uhh I-I’m s-s-sorry for causing you s-s-stress” Marlee managed to
get out. “Aaand?” Ms Huntington inquired. “Well uhhh I-I’ll massage your feet when
you wa-want and I-I’ll do more chores for you when I b-babysit”. “Hmm okay, but
apologies mean nothing without action, I expect you here tomorrow at 7 am I’ll leave
the side door open, you are to wake me up with a nice foot massage at exactly 7:15,
then I’ll monitor you as you scrub every last inch of this house, okay?” Marlee simply
nodded. “Okay switch feet now”. Marlee placed ms Huntington’s beautiful foot on
her fight shoulder placing all the weight of her leg onto Marlee’s poor aching body
and she grabbed her left foot and Began massaging. She couldn’t believe that was
only half the time it must’ve been almost an hour and her mom would be looking for
her.
Once in silence again Marlee began becoming angry again. She felt so demeaned
being in this position and she realized that she had just agreed to do this at Ms
Huntington’s beck and call. And all for what? Trying to help clean her floors while
doing a babysitting job which she didn’t want to do. And she didn’t even get paid. She
realized ms Huntington was a self-entitled brat who probably had everything handed
to her in life and here she was doing slaving at her feet. As she was thinking this she
dared to glance up at her and saw her completely relaxed and with her eyes
seemingly closed. This made her more angry, which of course was all for nothing
because she wouldn’t ever act on it. Suddenly, ms Huntington opened her eyes and
met Marlee’s gaze which she quickly lowered back into the soles of this entitled
woman’s feet. At this, ms Huntington actually laughed out loud directly at Marlee
who blushed in embarrassment but said nothing.
Another twenty minutes passed in silence before Ms Huntington said “alright my feet
feel better now” with a smile. Marlee was so relieved as she removed her feet from
her hand it shoulders it felt like the weight of boulders was lifted because she was in
so much pain. With Marlee still at her feet ms Huntington said “I still have shopping
bags in my car, here are the keys, go get them”. Marlee began to get up but was
stopped “first get my slippers and put them on”. Marlee retrieved the wealthy
woman’s undoubtedly comfortable slippers and lowered herself to place them on her
feet which was very difficult for her knees at that point. Then she went into the
garage to find a car load of bags from Versace, Louis Vuitton, and the rest. They
probably were worth more than Carla would make in five years and Marlee has to
carry all of these surprisingly heavy bags up to Ms Huntington’s room. It took her
several trips and was brutally tiring and ms Huntington just relaxed in her bed
smiling every time Marlee came up looking like she was in the verge of collapse.
Finally she was done and looked at ms Huntington who said “anything else...” with a
smirk. Marlee was exhausted and not thinking straight and was annoyed that she
wasn’t done yet “uhhh”. “Seriously, has nothing changed with you?”. At this Marlee
felt guilty again quickly realized what she needed to do “would y-you like m-me to
put these cl-clothes and b-bags away for y-you”. “Oh how kind of you to offer I’m
actually super tired right now so I would love that” ms Huntington retorted in the
most patronizing and belittling tone you could imagine.
Marlee got to work without a word and Ms Huntington would add from time to time
“be careful that’s expensive” or sometimes she would ask “does your mom have a bag
like that?”. Marlee, of course, shook her head no because it was probably worth
thousands of dollars and was just a way to for ms Huntington to rub it in her face
that she was rich and Marlee was poor. Marlee realized this but was too afraid to say
anything. Instead she continued to place these expensive items in the huge luxurious
walk-in closet while ms Huntington relaxed.
When she was finally finished Ms Huntington had one last request “my feet need a
goodnight kiss before you go”. In Marlee’s head she knew this was crossing a line of
total humiliation as she was about to literally kiss this woman’s feet, solidifying her
subservience to her, but at this point she just wanted to go home and she didn’t know
how to stand up for herself anyway. Marlee walked over like a zombie, kneeled down
before ms Huntington’s king-size bed, and kissed the top of her slippered feet. Ms
Huntington laughed and said “very cute but don’t be shy kiss the bottoms” Marlee
has already belittled herself, effectively became a servant, and hadn’t dared put up a
fight, but ms Huntington wanted more. Marlee was in no position to fight and
removed her slippers which has made her feet a bit sweaty and leaned and kissed
each of this gorgeous and bitchy woman’s feet as she just watched and laughed at
her. “Cmon now don’t u want to give it a longer kiss?” She asked rhetorically “how
about you get your whole face in there and kiss until I say to stop”. Marlee did as she
was told, as always, and pressed her entire face against the amazing foot and placed a
kiss on it. Ms Huntington lagged even harder this time and didn’t stop for awhile
while Marlee continued kissing. She had her switch feet and finally just said “get
out”. Marlee ran out as Ms Huntington has a huge smile on her face revealing all of
her pearly white teeth and laid back onto her expensive bed and dozed off Into a
goods night rest.
Marlee on the other hand ran all the way home and quietly snuck through her front
door. In her kitchen there was a note that said “I had to get bed for work tmr, hope
your okay leave me a note for the morning- love mom”. Marlee was relieved she
wouldnt have to talk to her mom tonight and she would leave at 5am so she wouldn’t
have to talk to her or see she was going back to ms Huntington’s again tomorrow.
She went to bed but was so upset that she took hours to fall asleep and it was already
11 when she got home. It was going to be another long day tomorrow.
Part 3
The next morning Marlee was woken up by her alarm after getting barely four hours
of sleep so she decided to snooze a couple of times. Before she knew it, it was 6:55
and she quickly went from groggy confusion to being startled. She jumped out of bed,
put on some old sweatpants and shirt and left her house without brushing her teeth,
eating or drinking.
As she quickly walked to Ms Huntington’s house she thought about the events that
had taken place. She has become a servant to her privileged neighbor in less that five
days because she was trying to be nice and babysit for her, and she didn’t even get
paid. At this point though, she gave up on that thought, even though ms Huntington
has more than enough money, she figured she would just do whatever the rich
housewife had to say free of charge. Marlee knew she was in too far to stick up for
herself so maybe if she worked extra hard Ms Huntington would be her nicer and she
wouldn’t have to stay that long.
Marlee entered through the side door in the garage and passed all of Ms
Huntington’s expensive vehicles and walked into the house. She saw a clock said 7:05
and realized she still had 10 minutes before she needed to wake up ms Huntington.
In the kitchen she saw that the dishwasher was done and decided she could help out
by unloading it. Ms Huntington would probably never acknowledge this or even
notice, but Marlee just wanted to the best she could for her at this point and
remembered that she was supposed to do more without asking.
She got up to ms Huntington’s master bedroom just in time and got onto her hands
and knees which hurt even more now, lifted up the covers to find her pretty tanned
feet and began massaging. It took a few minutes before ms Huntington woke up
which was fine with Marlee because she feared having a conversation always and
especially with this intimidating woman. Finally she went “ahh” stretching her arms
“this is how a queen should be awakened”. Marlee thought she was a bit conceited for
calling herself a queen, but she acknowledged it was fitting because she basically
lived in a castle compared to her, had tons of money, and she was able to order
around a servant to do whatever she pleased. Right on queue she said “slippers,
now.” Marlee scurried over to get her slippers, while ms Huntington swung her legs
so they were hanging of the side of the bed. Marlee kneeled down at her feet and
placed the slippers on. As she was doing this ms Huntington remarked “wow you
look terrible” with a laugh. Marlee felt insulted but kept her head down. “Cmon look
at the mirror” ms Huntington gestured to the huge mirror behind Marlee that went
from the floor to the ceiling. As Marlee looked she saw herself, and she admittedly
did look even worse than usual, kneeling before ms Huntington who looked
absolutely stunning as she always did. It mad her feel depressed to see this difference
and as she was thinking about it she was too slow to react to the sight of ms
Huntington raising her leg in the mirror, so when she finally turned confused she
was met with the bottom of her dirty slipper forcefully pushing her face away. Ms
Huntington has strong legs and Marlee was actually sent flying a foot or two away
and fell on the ground. With her face on the ground she looked into the mirror to see
Ms Huntington causally got up out of bed and said “get the supplies and meet me in
the bathroom” with her ass that looked nice even with pajamas jiggling behind her.
Marlee felt completely belittled but did what sue was told and got all of her things
which included the bucket of soap and water and a small sponge. She was now going
to have to clean the master bathroom she assumed even though it wasn’t one of the
hardwood floored areas of the house she originally cleaned but protesting didn’t even
cross her mind. When she got upstairs again, she heard the shower on and timidly
walked in. Ms Huntington was completely naked and in the shower, the only thing
hiding her body was the small amount of fog on her glass shower, still Marlee could
see her whole body. She stood there gaping for a few seconds, even though she wasn’t
attracted to girls she could tell that ms Huntington was a an complete milf with her
fat ass, tanned and toned body, and large tits. She felt extremely inadequate and ugly
looking at her and Ms Huntington knew it too. “Don’t be shy, start by scrubbing my
toilets and then the floors” Marlee complied and began scrubbing her toilet which
was hard work because of her tired body and she had to really get into it which meant
her face kept ending up awkwardly close to the toilet seat. Ms Huntington was
watching her and joked “you can give it a kiss if you want I don’t mind it’s just like an
extended kiss to my ass” which she grabbed for emphasis which gave it a good jiggle.
Marlee felt embarrassed and kept her head down continuing to scrub.
After she finished the toilet and the floors she heard the shower stop and heard
“towels”. Instinctively she got two towels from the closet and handed them to ms
Huntington in the shower with her head down. She only took one however and said
“start by driving my feet and legs”. Marlee felt extremely awkward since this
attractive woman was naked, but she did what she was told and got on her knees to
dry her feet and then made her way up the muscular legs. When she got close to her
cleanly shaven vag, probably from laser hair removal, ms Huntington turned around
putting her perfect booty inches from Marlee’s face but didn’t say a word. Marlee just
began drying it and the finished and it appears Ms Huntington has dried her upper
body so she was kneeling there with her face next to her butt unsure what to do when
ms Huntington let out a huge fart. Marlee felt the gust of wind hit her face full of
poop particles and she felt disgusted and worthless. This woman was literally so
entitled that she nonchalantly farted in her face and was now cackling at what she
had done. Marlee didn’t even know woman this attractive were capable of farting she
probably didn’t have to but she just wanted to embarrass Marlee further and she
succeeded.
“Come on, I need help changing”. Marlee followed her, completely embarrassed, into
her huge closet. She watched as ms Huntington put on some leisure clothes which
were still probably worth hundreds of dollars between the designer joggers and
sports bras and then instructed Marlee to put her sock on. Marlee did so and again
Ms Huntington decided to forcefully push the ugly girls face away with her feet
instead of letting get up. This physically hurt Marlee because she was getting kicked
in the face but also made her feel worthless as this woman just casually would push
her away. But it seemed so natural for ms Huntington so she just figured that it was
how Ms Huntington was used to treating people so she figured she would just let it
happen.
She followed her into the upstairs hallway where she said “I’m gonna eat the
breakfast my chef made me, scrub these upstairs floors and I’ll be back to check on
you”. Marlee was surprised because she didn’t know they had a personal chef, it
seemed odd because Ms Huntington didn’t have a job or do any cleaning so it seemed
like she could at least cook. Nonetheless, Marlee got down her knees and got to
scrubbing. It was really painful and the smell of food from the kitchen reminded her
that she was starving but she happy that she was alone at least.
Marlee finished the upstairs and ms Huntington was surprisingly happy with what
she did, although Marlee did put extra work in this time and made sure to scrub
every inch twice. She felt good when ms Huntington approved so it made it worth it.
Next she went downstairs and scrubbed there. As she did all this Ms Huntington just
lounged around on her luxurious couches and occasionally walked around stopping
right above Marlee without sayin a word as she just kept her head down on her knees
before her scrubbing her floors. Marlee didn’t mind as long as she didn’t say
anything, but it seemed like every time she walked around she tracked more dirt
which meant more scrubbing for Marlee. She didn’t know that ms Huntington would
intentionally walk around outside so she could get dirt everywhere and make more
work for her pathetic babysitter.
It took a very long time and she was completely exhausted and starving but she was
done. She went and found Ms Huntington relaxing on her couch “uhhh I-I F-finished
scrubbing uhh your entire h-house ms h-Huntington”. She was met with a grunt that
barely acknowledged what Marlee had just said and ms Huntington didn’t even lift
her eyes off her phone. Marlee was a bit annoyed because she had now spent hours of
life scrubbing floors for this woman without pay and she barely acknowledged her.
She was about to ask to leave when she remembered she needed to do stuff
voluntarily to please ms Huntington. “Uhhh d-do you need me t-to do anything e-
else ma’am” at this Ms Huntington looked up with a smile and said “how sweet of
you dear, do you have anything specific in mind”. Marlee was happy to see ms
Huntington’s smile and she didn’t even realize that she was basically training her like
a dog, giving her happy responses when she did servant like stuff and yelled at her
when she didn’t. However, Marlee was confused because she figured Ms Huntington
would just tell her what to do, it was almost more embarrassing to suggest things
herself, it seemed like she wanted to do them even thought she didn’t “uhh well uhh I
can wash y-your cars... and uhh um give you a f-foot massage... and uhh do your
laundry... and clean your shoes”. Marlee was saying and as a way to think of more
things but she realized her mistake when Ms Huntington replied “wow your such a
good girl!” with a beaming smile, “you want to do all those things for me, how sweet”.
Marlee was terrified because she was listing possibilities expecting it to be just one of
those. “How about you start by washing all the cars, you should already know how to
do that and then I’ll take a quick foot massage after that and then you can clean all
my shoes and finish with the laundry”. Marlee was really upset but she just nodded
her head and got to work, while Ms Huntington sat back relaxing.
It was already 1:00 and Marlee was still finishing the last of ms Huntington’s cars
outside when her mother drove by. Marlee was almost delirious and too focused to
notice but Carla saw her daughter and was confused and a bit angry. But she thought,
maybe Ms Huntington offered to pay her. Besides Carla was completely worn down
from her jobs and didn’t want to pick a fight now so she just returned home and
figured she would as Marlee about it later.
Part 4
Marlee ended up staying so late at Ms Huntington’s house completely all of her
chores that she didn’t get home until 8 that night. It took her awhile but Marlee
calculated that she had spent 13 hours working as a personal servant to Ms
Huntington that day and had been paid nothing. All of this for trying to help out she
thought. But, she figured it was just the ways things were meant to be because Ms
Huntington was simply accustomed to a lifestyle like this and Marlee knew she was
instinctively servile and docile. Also Ms Huntington was very nice to Marlee today
when she was getting her feet rubbed and washing her cars. She was even nice
enough to have her chef cook Marlee a sandwich while she rubbed her feet. Marlee
thought it was a little weird she made her eat it while kneeling in front of her. She
claimed if she let her feet drop she would lose her relaxation which Marlee didn’t
understand but she assumed Ms Huntington knew what she was talking about. So,
Marlee had to kneel on four with her elbows and knees while Ms Huntington rested
her heavy feet and legs across her back. Marlee ate her sandwich from this position
which she thought was a little gross because she couldn’t even wash her hands before
touching the sandwich but she was too hungry to complain. Marlee also learned that
she had a hired nanny who took care of chad and Elle most of the time except in
Tuesday’s and fridays so it seemed as though Ms Huntington really had no
obligations. All in all, Marlee was upset, tired, and humiliated, but she rationalized in
her head that it felt nice to please Ms Huntington and also she was deserving of it.
Marlee got home and was glad to know that her mother was at her night job starting
at 6 so she has successfully avoided her again. She figured that she would just tell her
mom Ms Huntington needed an emergency babysitting shift that afternoon, because
she knew she couldn’t lie and say she was with friends because she didn’t have any.
Marlee was exhausted and had a shift at McDonald’s the next day so she went to bed
soon after and dozed off.
——
Carla had worked an overtime hour at her job that Sunday morning and was
completely drained but she remembered Marlee would be home from her work and
she was happy to see her. She realized that she hasn’t even seen her own daughter
since Thursday which reminded her of what she had seen at Ms Huntington’s house.
Carla walked in the door and found Marlee sitting in front of their 30 inch box
television watching a cartoon. She sat down beside her daughter hugging her while
saying “oh my god, how’ve you been I feel like I haven’t seen you in ages.” Carla
didn’t have much good in her life and even though she knew her daughter wasn’t the
prettiest or the smartest she meant to world to her. “I-I’ve been alright”. “Thank god,
what we’re you doing yesterday I was so disappointed not to see you”. “Oh well uhhh
m-Ms Huntington n-needed me to b-babysit”. “Marlee, you know you don’t need to
do everything she asks, I know she’s a bit imposing but you need to stand up for
yourself, I saw you washing her cars when I drove by that doesn’t seem like
babysitting”. “Y-yea I know mom, b-but she just a-asked and I didn’t have anything
else to d-do”. “Okay well if you need me to I can tell her you won’t be babysitting
there anymore”. “N-no it’s okay, I-I can s-stick up for myself”. Marlee inwardly
wished her mom would tell ms Huntington off, but she knew how stressed and busy
her mom was and she didn’t want to give her anything else to worry about. She
figured that it would just be twice a week so she could get through it. On the other
hand, Carla was extremely concerned for her daughter. She wanted to believe that
she would stick up for herself but she knew how timid she was because Carla saw
herself in her only daughter. Of course, Carla wasn’t as passive and obedient, but she
certain wasn’t bold or defiant. She decided that if on Tuesday Marlee wasn’t home by
6 she would sneak over to Ms Huntington’s house and see what was happening and if
her daughter was being abused by that arrogant bitch she would go confront her
about it.
———
Before Marlee knew it was Tuesday and she had to babysit again. She went through
an uneventful day of school before walking over to her Ms Huntington’s house. When
she was greeted ms Huntington informed her that she had a full list of things she
wanted done before she got back and if it wasn’t she was going to be angry, and with
that left.
Marlee was left looking at this huge list of chores which included vacuuming, recleaning all of the high heels, scrubbing the first floor and basement bathrooms,
skimming the pool, all of the laundry, and when she finished that she was supposed
to sniff the stink out of her house slippers until Ms Huntington told her she could
stop. Marlee was disgusted by the thought of that but also scared she wouldn’t be
able to finish all of these things before her oppressor got home.
Marlee got chad and Elle from the bus stop and gave them their snacks. She then just
let them watch tv as she began frantically doing her chores. It occurred to her that
what had begun as voluntarily help had now become mandatory work. Still she
vacuumed the carpet and cleaned every last speck off of the snooty woman’s
extensive high-heel collection like her life depended on it. She quickly scrubbed the
bathrooms which she was not almost a pro at and skimmed the pool before
completing all the laundry. When she finished it was 5:15.
Marlee had noticed that Ms Huntington had security cameras all around the house
and she knew better than to test her luck so she began aggressively sniffing the very
worn slipped of this entitle woman. The smell was absolutely horrible and made
Marlee want to gag but she sat on the couch sniffing like an eager dog for the next 20
minutes. Finally Ms Huntington arrived home and Marlee didn’t dare stop sniffing to
the slippers as Ms Huntington walked into her living room to the sight of some
petite, ugly girl frantically breathing in her dirty slippers and it made her
unbelievably happy. “Do you like the smell” she joked with a laugh. Marlee was afraid
to disappoint Ms Huntington and nodded as she continued to breathe in the horrible
stench which made the bratty woman laugh more. “Let’s inspect your work shall we”.
Marlee followed Ms Huntington all around the house at a surprisingly brisk pace and
in the order to maximize the distance they traveled. First she checked the shoes
upstairs and then the basement bathroom before the first-floor bathroom. All of this
running around made Marlee out of breath but of course she was still forced to
breath in the terrible slipper stench which amplified her pain. Little did she know, ms
Huntington had made a point wear her slippers right after a workout when her feet
were still sweaty for the last three days, a little present for her worker girl. “Alright it
seems like you did everything I asked, but I wouldn’t expect anything else from my
little minion”. Marlee couldn’t respond with her face still engulfed by the grimy
slipper. “Oh, I almost forgot about that, you can get the disgusting shoe off your face
now” she said with a giggle. Marlee was beyond relieved at that point. And forgot to
say anything. “Eh-hem” “oh uhhh w-would you l-like your foot massage n-now ms HHuntington” “id love one dear my feet are killing me after my difficult spinning class”
With that Marlee and the autocrat went downstairs and assumed their positions, the
homely girl brought to her knees before the heavenly goddess above her. Without a
word she raised her foot which Marlee grabbed like a precious treasure and began
exquisitely massaging and a few seconds later Ms Huntington said “bow you head”
Marlee complied which put her face mere centimeters from the bottom of this
domineering woman’s foot which now blocked her view so she didn’t even see it
coming when Ms Huntington brought her other foot to rest right on the middle back
part of neck which actually forced her down For a second and her face made contact
with the foot being Massaged. She rebounded though and with great effort held her
neck at a 90 degree angle so that Ms Huntington could comfortable rest her foot.
Marlee realized this should have been degrading but she had already been so
embarrassed at this point her main gripe was the strain it put on her neck as the
milfs heavy calf weighed down on her head. Still Marlee carried on the massage
dutifully as Ms Huntington reveled in her power. Her expensive antique clock read
5:59
——
Carla was already angry when she got home. It had been a terrible day at work, her
back was sore, and she had just been informed that her pay was being lowered back
to $8 and hour from $12. This was totally unfair because she was the only workers
pay who had been cut but her manager, and attractive 25 year old blonde who looked
fresh out of college told her they needed to cut costs despite the fact that she
regularly ordered coffee and lunch for herself with a company card. Carla was too
tired and worn-down to even put up a fight at this point though.
She went to Marlee’s room hoping her daughter would cheer her up only to find it
empty which reminded her about what ms Huntington was doing to her daughter.
This reignited her anger and in her head she vowed to fight back and stop letting
other people push her and her daughter around.
When the clock struck 6, Carla was ready and she briskly walked over to Ms
Huntington’s house. She decided she would try to sneak around and find a window to
see what was going on before making any accusations. When she snuck around to the
back and peered through what she saw made her disgusted, confused and infuriated
all in one. On the ground was her precious daughter on her knees giving that snobby
bitch foot massage and her head was bowed down almost like she was giving It a kiss
and the other foot was resting along her head. To think that this privileged, wealthy
woman who had made her scrub her expensive cars all those years ago and who
jogged around showing off her perfect body was abusing her daughter like this made
her beyond mad. She marched around to the front door and knocked loudly. But she
waited for almost a minute and no one came to the door so she decided to try to peek
through into a window but there were a few bushes she had to push past first, but
right as she was getting scraped by a twig, the door swung wide open. “Carla! What
are you doing in the bushes”. Carla immediately forgot her anger and became
embarrassed “oh well no one was coming to the door and I uhh-“ she was cut-off by
Ms Huntington “oh my god why didn’t you say so, I was just busy with your daughter
she’s doing such a nice job for me babysitting, here why don’t you come in”. This
reminded Carla if her anger which she got back but not quite as strong because she
still felt awkward about being in the bushes. She wanted to speak up but instead
followed ms Huntington into the living room, unable to help but give a few glances at
her perfectly shaped ass as it moved.
“Here take a seat, Carla” Ms Huntington gestured to the couch perpendicular to her
as she went back to her seat but when she saw Marlee sitting on the couch she barked
“excuse me Marlee! We weren’t finished get back to what you were doing”. Carla
stared in amazement as her daughter, as if possessed, actually listened to this
conceited bitch and started to rub her feet. “Eh-hem, Same position”. With that
Marlee Bowed her head again and Ms Huntington roughly dropped her foot to rest
on the ugly girls head causing her to give a small yelp. Marlee was beyond
embarrassed to be used right in front of her mother but she too intimidated to help
it, she just hoped her mother would save her. Ms Huntington turned to Carla with a
smug smile “so why did you stop my?”. Completely taken aback by what she had just
seen Carla struggled for words “uhh well I uhh” “oh wait actually could you go pour
me a glass of wine in the kitchen please” Ms Huntington pleaded in a fake
sympathetic voice and her iconic smooth smile. “Uhhh” Carla made eye-contact with
Ms Huntington “yea uhh I can do that”. Carla was so angry at herself for agreeing but
she found it so hard to stand up to this woman who was so nonchalant about using
everyone around her, but she figured getting the wine would give her time to think.
Carla returned thirty seconds later feeling ready to finally stand up to this bitch. She
place the glass of wine on the table next to Ms Huntington who quickly snapped her
fingers twice catching Carla off guard. She then opened her hand, it was clear to
Carla she wanted it placed in her hand so she picked it up and leaned over, almost
falling to place it in Ms Huntington’s well manicures hand who made no attempt to
extend her arm at all and simply said “thank you dear” She sat back down again and
Ms Huntington said after a sip of wine “so why did you come over?”. Carla was
unable to ferment her anger anymore as she felt so little as she watched this woman
completely use her daughter for her self-enjoyment but she knew she had to try “well
uhh I don’t uhh think that uhh you should keep making Marlee uhhh stay late and
uhh massage your uhhh feet” Carla managed to say more questioning than
threatening. “Oh my, I’m sorry you think that I should’ve realized you would be so
worried about her, but Marlee was so kind as to offer to massage my feet because she
knew I had a hard day at cycling class, I didn’t make her do anything at all, isn’t that
right Marlee?” Marlee was so scared at this point but she realized Ms Huntington
was technically correct so she said “well uhh y-yea I d-did actually” in a voice muffled
by the foot so close to her mouth. “See Carla nothing to worry about here your
daughter is just really kind and she happens to give a great massage and doesn’t
mind the smell of my sweaty cycling feet at all”. Carla was so caught of guard she
didn’t know what to say for a second. “Oh well uhh do you have to rest your feet on
her head like that I’m sure it hurts her neck”. “Yea I wish I could, but the only way for
me to feel totally relaxed is in this position or if two people are massaging me feet at
the same time, but of course I couldn’t find anyone else around who could give a
massage this good, let alone someone willing to give one to me for free at all”. For
some reason unknown to herself she felt the need to comment “I actually am the one
who taught Marlee at the old nail salon we worked out”. Ms Huntington snuck in a
quick smirk before saying “well I bet your hands would feel amazing on me feet but
of course I can’t force you to rub them, I mean as long as your okay with letting
Marlee suffer, Marlee does this really hurt your neck bad?” Marlee startled as always
said “w-well yea kinda”. Carla couldn’t help but feel guilty now if she didn’t help her
daughter it just infuriated her that she would need to belittle herself in front of this
privileged woman “well uhh” she looked down at her daughter “I guess i can”. Ms
Huntington smiles wide when she heard this revealing her perfectly teeth and said
“go on then”.
Carla lowered herself onto her stiff knees before the glowing goddess above her and
grabbed the foot of this woman who was twenty years younger than her and began
rubbing. Ms Huntington could tell right away that Carla was a pro at this, fitting for a
little bitch-servent she thought to herself. Without the crushing weight of Ms
Huntington’s leg on her head Marlee was able to sneak a quick glance at her mother
next to her. It made her really sad to see her kneeling looking absolutely exhausted
and rubbing Ms Huntington’s soft soles. She wanted to explain that she didn’t
actually want to do this but felt it was too late now, ms Huntington was in control of
both of them now.
Ms Huntington couldn’t bask in her own glory too long before she wanted more, as
always. “Marlee I completely forgot to check your work on the slippers, but we now
have a willing nose to test you work, Carla bow your head so I can rest Marlee’s foot
on your head. Carla’s subservient instincts were already setting in and she complied
before she even comprehend was she had just done, suddenly Ms Huntington didn’t
just let her foot drop, but actually forced it down onto Carla neck pushing her nose
right in between two tanned toes, one of which actually poked her eye. Ms
Huntington let out a loud laugh and said “it’s hard to control my power from up
here” smirking at her play on words. Carla felt so belittled that she didn’t dare
respond as Marlee scurried up the stairs to fetch the slippers. It occurred to her that
she was now in the position she had first saw her daughter in less than thirty minutes
which made her so angry. In less than thirty minutes Ms Huntington has made her a
lowly foot stool and made her angry but mostly at herself for letting this happen.
After a minute Marlee returned and Ms Huntington arrogantly said “okay now put
my filthy slippers on your mommy’s nose so she can smell them for me”. Carla tried
to protest into the unforgiving foot in front of her “wait what uhh” but she was cut off
“Marlee was nice enough to sniff all of the stink out of my used slippers for me and I
need to check if they’re clean now, but I, or course, would never put my face near
them so I need you to check for me” she explained as if that was complete reasonable,
but before Carla could think of a response Marlee, receiving a glare from Ms
Huntington, put the slipper over her moms face right next to Ms Huntington’s
outstretched foot. Carla was completely disgusted at first but soon realized that they
actually didn’t stink at all. “So what do you think?” Ms Huntington said with a laugh
as the fifty year old continued to massage her feet. “They don’t smell st all actually”.
Ms Huntington burst out laughing at this “oh my god, she actually sniffed the smell
out of my slippers that’s amazing”. Marlee felt oddly proud of that, but Ms
Huntington Suddenly stopped and said “or maybe, my feet actually don’t smell at all,
Marlee get all of my used running shoes and bring them down here to test if they
smell”
Of course, ms Huntington had a pair of running shoes for every outfit which meant
she had ten plus pairs all of which she hadn’t cleaned ever. “Marlee let your mom
smell the pink ones” Which she knew were her oldest pair. Marlee brought to her
moms face and in less than a second Carla gagged hard, flinging her back, pushing
Carla’s foot off, while she dropped the foot in her hand. “You idiot!” Ms Huntington
screamed “my feet are completely unrelaxed now because of you”. For some reason,
ms Huntington had the ability to make Marlee and Carla feel guilty for things that
weren’t their fault and Carla began apologizing “I’m sorry I just well uhh they just
smelled bad and I couldn’t help it” “Now your saying my feet smell!!??!” “Well no I
mean yea kinda”. “I’ll tell you what, first you need to apologize to my feet, and then
because you think my sneakers smell you can bend over and burry your face in them
to sniff them clean while you massage my foot that I’ll rest on the back of your head
and Marlee can do the same for My other sneaker and foot”. Carla thought this was
completely outrageous but she was scared by the yelling so she just nodded “I’m
sorry for uhh throwing your foot and saying you sneakers smelled Ms Huntington”
“no no dear, say it to my beautiful feet” lifting her feet right into Carla’s face for
emphasis. Now looking right into this commanding woman’s feet she said “I’m so
very sorry for throwing you, you are very beautiful and I shouldn’t have disrespected
you like that”. Unsatisfied Ms Huntington replied “they say they want you to kiss it
better”. Completely defeated Carla gave each foot a quick kiss and looked up at ms
Huntington who glared at her and Carla quickly began kissing her feet many times
and really burying her face into them this time until she pushed her away with her
feet. “Okay now get your faces into my sneakers”. Marlee and Carla both quickly
grabbed the horrible smelling sneakers and almost slammed their faces into them,
terrified by Ms Huntington who casually placed her feet on their heads, really digging
her heel in to force them in, as if it was the most normal thing in the world for her.
Without even being told to, Marlee and Carla raised their hands in unison up to her
feet and began massaging again. It was an extremely awkward and uncomfortable for
both of their arms which were tired from long days or work and their backs ached,
not to mention their faces were being smushed into a smelly old sneaker. All the
while Ms Huntington sat back and sipped on her wine before adding “I want to hear
you my little sneaker sniffers” and breaking out into a cruel and long laugh which
still didn’t block out the sound of Marlee and Carla desperately sniffing like the
obedient animals Ms Huntington knew they were.
Part 5
Ms Huntington made Carla and Marlee continue in this position for an hour
switching the pair of sneakers every 15 minutes before returning to their bent over
positions below their queen neighbor. “You weirdos can stop sniffing my sneakers
now’. Marlee and Carla were on the verge of collapse from physical exhaustion not to
mention the horrific smell made them almost faint every time they breathed in, so
they were more than relieved to be done. But Ms Huntington has other ideas.
“Marlee have you forgot your manners?”. Marlee was barely thinking straight and
managed “uhhh umm d-do y-you want anything e-else Ms h-Huntington”. “Well,
first I was thinking that you two should thank me for letting you massage my feet
since you were the ones who asked to and I was gracious enough to comply”. Carla
was incredulous that this woman was so stuck up and looked up to see if she was
joking but when she met her gaze she quickly blurred out “thank you so much Ms
Huntington for letting me and my daughter massage your feet”. Without a word she
turned her stare to Marlee who stuttered “th-thank you Ms h-Huntington it was very
k-kind of y-you to let us m-massage y-your feet”. Ms Huntington wasn’t satisfied
though “hmm I think a good thank you involves some more compliments and always
ends in a kiss of adoration...” once again lowering her death stare upon the pitiful old
woman below her. “Thank you so very much Ms Huntington it was an honor to rub
the beautiful feet of someone as amazing as you and uhh smell your sneakers because
uhh they’re so nice” and then she leaned in and gave her foot a long kiss. “Carla
you’re too kind dear, and I’m glad you think my feet are beautiful because you’re
gonna see them a lot”. Carla knew she had just been completely humiliated but still
she didn’t expect that this was going to happen often and began to worry about that
vague threat. Next it was Marlee’s turn who said “thank y-you Ms H-Huntington yyou are so pretty a-and rich i-it is and honor to sn-sniff your smelly sneakers and mmassage your feet” and then leaned it for a similarly long kiss on the sole of this
domineering woman.
“Your welcome my dears, but back to your first question Marlee, I do have things I
need help with, but Carla do you have any ideas of things you guys want to do for
me?”. Carla felt like she had done more than enough for this arrogant woman and
realized it was getting late and this was her only day without a night shift which
allowed her to catch up on sleep “well uhh I think that we’ve already done a lot
actually, so uhh maybe we should leave now”. Whack! Ms Huntington kicked Carla
directly in the face with the sole of her foot using all of her defined leg muscle
sending Carla back a few feet onto the floor. “Excuse me? I’m kind enough to let you
into my house after you come here uninvited and you seem to think you don’t owe
me anything, you should take notes from your daughter who’s a proper guest in this
house and pleases me in anyway possible, you should be ashamed of yourself”. Carla
was now terrified and her head actually hurt a lot from just being kicked so violently,
whether it was the pain in her head, exhaustion, or docile instincts she actually did
feel like she was wrong though “I’m so sorry Ms Huntington we’ll do anything you
want us to do” remembering that she liked compliments she added “you’re so
beautiful and wealthy we should be honored to do everything you ask”. “Hmm, well I
can’t argue but I also think since you guys are the ones who get the privilege of
working for me, you should offer ideas before I even have to ask”. Carla nodding in
agreement “uhh yea... we can uhh sniff all of your shoes for you, and uhh clean your
whole house, and wash your cars, and uhh do your laundry and uhh give you
pedicures and manicures”. “Not bad ideas, unfortunately your daughter beat you to
most of them already, however I do think you girls should bring all my dirty shoes
with you home tonight so you can sniff them clean and return them tomorrow, and
the pedicure and manicure idea is good but we’ll do that later” Carla and Marlee both
nodded obediently as she spoke “what I do need right now thought is long body
massage, and my friend, ms Bianchi, was telling me at cycling class about this knew
massage place she goes to where they use a new technique called face massage and I
haven’t tried yet so I was so upset, but now you guys can do it for me!” Ms
Huntington explained with a huge smile.
They all went upstairs to Ms Huntington’s master bedroom which was probably more
than half the size of Carla’s entire house. Before laying down on her bed though Ms
Huntington striped down naked revealing her super model body, while Carla and
Marlee stood their gaping. Both of them felt so ugly and pathetic while looking at this
opulent woman with her tan, fit body and her skinny waist and big butt and her nice
tits and blonder hair. The contrast was startling compared to both Marlee, who had
an ugly face with braces and freckles and who was very skinny but had no muscle or
curves on her, and Carla, who was a bit overweight but still flat-chested and had
greying hair and bags under her eyes. Plus both of them wore run-down baggy
sweatpants while this goddess in front of them was completely naked flaunting her
beauty which was a constant reminder to these two subservient woman how pathetic
they were compared to Ms Huntington.
“You can take a picture it’ll last longer” Ms Huntington said laughing at her own joke
while her two little toys stood silent in embarrassment. “Anyway, the face massage
works like this, you first start by licking the bottoms of my feet and sucking on my
toes, then while I tell you to you can move to my calves where you’ll use your chin to
massage and really force it in their to get any kinks out, then you’ll more to the
hamstrings which you’ll shower with kissed, and finally for my glutes, which I have a
lot of, you need to smash your face into them and kiss while moving around to
massage with your nose, got it”. Marlee and Carla were both terrified by the thought
of all of it, but we’re already so humiliated and put off by Ms Huntington’s beauty
that they meekly nodded their heads. With that, ms Huntington’s laid face down on
her very comfortable legs, while Carla and Marlee, looking like zombies got down on
their knees next to this superior woman’s feet which they were all too familiar with.
“Don’t be shy my little foot servants” Ms Huntington cooed from above. Without a
word Marlee and Carla both stuck their tongues out and began licking all over the
perfect feet. Ms Huntington let out a roaring laugh “oh my god, ms Bianchi was right,
this is amazing, it’s a shame I haven’t been doing this for years, but I guess I’ve never
known anyone pathetic enough to actually lower themselves so far as too actually lick
another persons feet just because they wanted them too” she said with a snicker.
These words were deeply insulting to both of the footlickers but they still continues
slobbering over her entitled feet like a popsicle, as if, well, she was entitled to it.
“Ahh, this is the life I deserve, one of a queen. As a matter of fact, I think we need
new names around here, from now on you two will call me queen Huntington, your
majesty, or really any name that conveys that I’m above you and I’ll call you, well,
whatever I want, keep licking my foot if you agree”. Marlee and Carla didn’t like this
idea at all but they didn’t dare stop licking. “Perfect, and since I’m your queen, it’s
only right that you pay me tribute, therefore I expect both of you to pay me $100 a
week, I don’t actually need the money of course, I mean I’m already rich and get
whatever I want, but I figure you guys would be honored to know that you help me
pay for my expensive clothes with your hard earned money. Suck my toes if you
understand”. Carla was terrified to hear this she barely had enough money to pay for
food, luckily she had her mortgage paid off, but between electric and water she
definitely didn’t have $100 to spare per week. Likewise, Marlee only made about $50
dollars a week from her shift at McDonalds so she would have to cut into her college
savings account that her dad left her every week to give to this woman who already
have more money than she could imagine. Both of them hesitated for a second while
processing how difficult this would be for them. Raising her voice ms Huntington
said “did my servants not hear their queen?” She asked rhetorically but before she
was even done speaking, Carla and Marlee, terrified, quickly began sucking her
precious toes. Which was extremely difficult to do because she was laying face down
so they had to bend over completely and turn their neck up just to do get to them.
“That’s what I thought, I expect the first payment tomorrow along with my cleaner
sneakers”. At this point Carla felt totally defeated, she had come over less than three
hours ago planning to stand up to her tyrannical neighbor but instead she had been
bullied into licking her feet and agreeing to pay her money every week. She couldn’t
believe how low she had fallen, she was literally on the ground sucking this woman
toes even though she despised her. Marlee had felt defeated for a long time already
but seeing her mother fall too made her really upset. Yet both of them tried to
rationalize it thinking it wasn’t that bad since Ms Huntington, or queen Huntingtons,
they internally corrected themselves, feet were actually very nice and they didn’t
smell to bad except for when she worked out. It almost seemed like her feet were
meant to be licked and she obviously knew how to spend her money better than them
I mean any free money Carla and Marlee had they didn’t know what to do with
besides pay more bills.
All the while, ms Huntington had never felt better in her life. The minute she saw her
stupid ugly neighbor and her little twerp daughter she knew she wanted to boss them
around. She couldn’t believe that they actually thought they belonged in a
neighborhood for rich and attractive people like her when they were hideous and
poor. Still she was surprised it had been this easy I mean she knew they were pathetic
but this was like taking candy from a baby it was like they wanted to be her personal
servants to boss around and do whatever she wanted with. But seriously, Carla was a
grown woman who came to confront her about bullying her daughter and she was
able to put her in place in less than three hours it was actually pretty phenomenal she
laughed out loud thinking this. Carla and Marlee didn’t even care to think about what
she could be laughing about. But thinking about all this just whetted her thirst to
embarrass them more and she have an idea.
“Hey foot girls, you seem to like sucking my toes so much I think you would enjoy
sucking my whole foot, how about you try it out”. Old woman and daughter both
tentatively tried to fit all of her toes in their mouths and push a little bit but they
didn’t get far at all. Feeling no mercy Ms Huntington said “ohh I think the two idiots
don’t understand what their queen wants, I want you to grab my ankle and pull it
down while pushing your body up with all your strength until my entire fucking foot
is shoved down your throat!” Raising her voice to a scream at the end. In fear, both
Marlee and Carla did just that, stretching their mouths to the limit and causing them
much pain. Still the initial force actually successfully got most of her foot into their
mouths and Ms Huntington laughed when she wiggles her toes and felt them push
against their pathetic throats. She had actually forced them to willingly shove her
foot down there throats. Carla and Marlee in the other hand were in excruciating
pain as their mouths were be stretched further than the thought humanly possible
and Ms Huntington’s foot literally choked them out. Still they kept pushing as hard
as they could afraid of the imperial woman. Their faces began turning bright red and
into purple as a foot blocked their aways and they began wanting to gag as Ms
Huntington continues wiggling her toes down their throats because it felt good. Even
still the continued degrading themselves for another 10 seconds until their bodies
forced to release causing both of them to fall gasping for air onto the ground. Ms
Huntington was happy with their self inflicted humiliation and gave them a few
seconds to catch their breathes before saying “calves”
Using some strength summoned by the survival instincts form almost choking,
Marlee and Carla were able to push themselves back up to get to Ms Huntington’s
calves where the obediently places their chins even though they were still struggling
to breath. They began moving their heads around which hurt their necks which were
already sore from holding the weight of her leg earlier to massage her surprisingly
tough calf muscle. On the one hand it was a step up from her feet which were literally
the lowest point they could be, but now they were stuck looking directly at Ms
Huntington’s perfect ass, completely naked in all it’s glory, while they were working
for her pleasure. It was a constant reminder of how much better she was than them.
“You guys seem to really like sucking my foot, I guess we’ll have to do that very often,
how does that sound?” Ms Huntington said in a threatening tone. Carla and Marlee
hesitated before realizing they could talk. Afraid her mom would try to fight back and
get in trouble Marlee answered “y-yea that s-sounds good ms uhh q-queen
Huntington”. “Oh my, that felt so good when you spoke it pushed your chin in deeper
really getting that knot out, how about you guys take turns complimenting to really
force your chins in their. Try to focus on topics like how I’m so rich and beautiful and
how I’m richer than you and so much prettier than you, or how I’m so superior to you
and your grateful to serve me” she said nonchalantly. Carla couldn’t believe the
audacity of the bitch but she figured it was way too late to put up fight so she just
decided to let her hear what she wanted and the first thing that came to mind was the
perfect ass right in front of her “you have the most amazing body, Ive always been
jealous of your big ass especially when you jog by my house”. “Wow a kiss ass
compliment for my ass how fitting, and you’ll actually be kissing my ass soon
enough” she added with a laugh. Carla didn’t realize how much saying it would hurt
until it came out, it seemed like she was now admitting herself that she was just a
lowly servant compared to a queen but it was too late now. Marlee followed it up with
“your m-majesty, y-you are so b-beautiful, especially c-compared to my m-mom, I
always thought sh-she was beautiful until I-I saw her n-next to y-you” Carla felt
insulted but realized it was true and continued praising the bitch who she was
massaging “your so rich queen Huntington your clothes are probably worth more
than what I make in ten years and I’ve always been jealous of your expensive cars
especially when you made me scrub them a few years ago, anytime I’ve seen you it’s
made me feel worthless because you are so much richer than me”. Ms Huntington
was surprised that these pathetic creatures were so willing to belittle themselves for
her but figured it was natural. In any matter it was making her happy which was
always most important. “Queen, I-I enjoy serving you b-because I always h-have felt
useless b-but when I s-Serve you it m-makes me feel l-like I have a-some worth”. “Oh
dear, don’t worry you have worth here it’s just your worth the dirt you lick off my
feet”. Marlee felt hurt by Ms Huntington’s malicious comment but Carla and Marlee
continued praising her for another 10 minutes.
Next they moved to their queens hamstrings which was actually a bit enjoyable, at
least compared to what they had been doing. They just had to kiss which meant they
couldn’t talk and thighs didn’t feel as degrading as feet or calves. Sensing this Ms
Huntington quickly moved on saying “now ladies, shove your faces in my ass and get
kissing” reveling in the her power as these two pathetic woman literally smushed
their faces into her perfect ass and began kissing. The irony wasn’t lost one either
Carla or Marlee that they were literally and figuratively kissing this woman’s ass and
made them feel terrible. Ms Huntington said with a smirk “Carla get in my crack” like
a zombie Carla moved her face directly in between the large butt check and shoved
her face in but right as she did Ms Huntington let out a huge fart right into her face.
After everything that happened this was still the lowest Carla had felt. This spoiled
woman who was twenty years younger than her had literally farted in her face, and it
smelled, and she just let it happen and didn’t put up a fight. Like nothing happened
Marlee and Carla continued kissing her ass for another 30 minutes.
“Okay my little butt sniffers, i know you’re having fun but I want to go to bed now I’m
tired because I’ve had a long hard day”. Marlee and Carla removed their faces from
her ass. “Before you go though you need to lay down on the ground and pay homage
to your queens feet, so here lay down face up on the ground at the edge of bed”. The
two defeated servant did as she asked. Ms Huntington then slammed her foot
aggressively down on their faces causing them pain but they said nothing. “This is to
remind you that you are literally worthless to me and are below even the soles of my
feet, kiss if you understand” they both did hoping it would be over. “Okay don’t forget
to collect all my dirty shoes I recommend tying them around your head while you
sleep so you can smell them all night, also don’t forget to bring your money
tomorrow and as a matter of Fact because this is the first tribute and you to shoild
have offered this yourself you need to pay $500 each tomorrow, kiss if you
understand” they both did. With that Ms Huntington stood placing all of her weight
into their faces which were in severe pain from being smushed by the foot they had
just pampered for hours. She took her time stretching her arms out before taking
small steps so she could step on their flat chests and then their stomachs before
walking into her bathroom and saying “your dismissed”.
Marlee and Carla both walked home carrying an armful of stinky shoes each and
feeling absolutely defeated. Neither said a word until they got home and asked “how
are we going to get a $1,000 mom”. Carla started to cry and said “I don’t know I can
probably only scrap together $100 at most”. Marlee tried to comfort and said “well I
c-can just take money out of m-my college s-savings”. Carla felt unbelievable sad
because that was her and her daughters only hope for the future but she nodded
because sue knew it was the only solution.
Marlee and Carla figured they had six hours until the needed to wake up so they
would tie the stinky sneakers around their head to sleep with and set an alarm for
every 45 minutes so they could wake up and switch shoes. It was so hard to sleep
with the stench though that the first two 45 minutes intervals the alarm rang without
either getting a single minute of rest. Eventually as they got used to smell of their
neighbors feet, as embarrassing as it was, they were able to catch a few hours of
sleep.
Part 6
Marlee was completely exhausted. She had barely gotten any sleep and she had
multiple tests in school that day which she probably failed all of. She had to run to
the bank after school to withdrawal $900 ($500 for her and $400 her mom couldn’t
afford) to give to mrs Huntington. Now she was waking home and almost at the edge
of her neighborhood. She stopped by her house first to drop off her backpack and left
$400 for her mom and also picked up all of the dirty shoes and walked to mrs
Huntington’s house.
When rang the doorbell and after maybe five minutes of standing out front carrying
all of her shoes, mrs Huntington came to the door. “Do you have the money?” “Yes
queen h-Huntington” Marlee said while handing over the money. Taking it without
even acknowledging it Mrs Huntington said “put all of my shoes upstairs and meet
me at the sofa, I have a surprise for you”. Marlee did as she was told and came back
to mrs Huntington’s lavish living room, but she found two people on the couch.
“Mrs Bianchi here she is, she’s all yours for whatever you want to do”. Marlee looked
at the Mrs Bianchi as mrs Huntington said this, she was slightly more pale than Ms
Huntington and had darker hair. Her body seemed equally toned yet thick like mrs
Huntington’s, probably from spinning class. The most impressive thing about her
were her large boobs which must have been from a boob job. “Lick my feet girl” she
said in a high-pitched pretentious tone. Marlee was shocked at this woman’s
arrogance, but was so programmed against confrontation that she did as she was told
and walked over to this woman’s feet.
As Marlee lowered herself to the ground mrs Bianchi said “oh my god she’s so
pathetic and ugly”. Mrs Huntington laughed hysterically at this, as Marlee began
pulling off Mrs Bianchi’s shoes. They smelled a little when she took them off and
when she went to peel off her socks she felt that they were a little sweaty. Marlee
couldn’t believe how privileged this woman was that she felt completely normal
having some girl she didn’t even know kneeling at her feet taking her shoes and socks
off.
“Lick little girly.” Marlee lifted Mrs Bianchi’s manicured, slightly sweaty foot and
began licking. Mrs Huntington and Mrs Bianchi began talking as though Marlee
wasn’t even there. “So where are some good vacation spots?”. “I loved the Caribbean,
but I’ve heard Bora Bora is amazing and I’ve never been.” “Oh my god we totally
should go then.” “Yes and we can bring everyone from spinning class.”
Marlee had never been on a vacation before in her life and it made her sad that these
woman could go so easily, but she was excited because she figured it would be a
break from working for Mrs Huntington. They continued talking about their plans
for a few minutes and then Mrs Bianchi started slapping Marlee’s face with the sole
of her other foot. Marlee unsure of what to do just continues licking even though it
hurt her face. “That means switch feet you dumb bitch.” Marlee felt so belittled by
this woman and said “I’m s-sorry” and started to lick the other foot. “You weren’t
kidding when you said she’s a complete dumbass” Mrs Bianchi said with a snort. Mrs
Huntington laughed and replied “At least she’s smart enough to know her place
around us.” “She’s just so ugly and pathetic I want to slap her in the face and bully
her.” “Oh my god, we totally can it’ll be just like high school again!” Mrs Huntington
exclaimed.
Marlee was terrified as she heard these words, she couldn’t believe grown woman
would act like this. Seconds later Mrs Bianchi pulled her feet away and wound up and
smacked Marlee right in the face. Marlee almost fell over because of the force she was
hit with. “Ahhh I love it, you have to try” Mrs Bianchi said with a giggle. Mrs
Huntington moved over to Marlee and slapped her equally as hard, again almost
knocking Marlee to the ground. Mrs Bianchi said “it’s just such a power rush
knowing that I can do whatever I want to her because she’s poor and ugly and I’m
rich and pretty” with a genuinely happy smile on her face. Marlee thought Mrs
Huntington was a terrible person but it at least seemed to be for her own gain, but
Mrs Bianchi truly seemed like a sadistic person who just wanted to abuse people she
saw as below her.
“How about we make her swallow a whole foot” Mrs Bianchi suggested, having way
too much fun. “I’m not sure she can I had her and her loser mother try and they only
got about three quarters of the way.” “Yes but now we have two people you can sit
behind her and put both feet on the back of her head and push.” Marlee couldn’t
believe what she had just heard as Mrs Huntington sat down behind her. Mrs.
Bianchi was beaming on the couch with her gorgeous smile and perfect body as
Marlee kneeled below her dumbfounded “say ahhh”. “Ahh—- gmmmphh” Mrs
Bianchi violently shoved her foot in already getting about halfway in. Marlee had
noticed when she was licking that Mrs Bianchis feet were fairly large so this was
going to be painful. She felt Mrs Huntington place her feet on the back of her head
and she began pushing forward at a comfortable pace. Soon Marlee felt Mrs Bianchis
toes reach the back of her throat. Marlee always felt violated at this point, especially
as she was looking at the cruel yet beautiful woman above her who seemed to be
enjoying this greatly. Suddenly Mrs Huntington pushed forward aggressively and
Marlee felt excruciating pain as her throat expanded in an unnatural way as the
whole width of her foot was inside of her throat. She heard Mrs Bianchi laughing
which made her realize that she had just slipped her heel into her mouth meaning
that Marlee did in fact swallow all of this woman’s foot. Marlee was in extreme pain
but they held this position which stretched Marlee’s mouth in an uncomfortable way
and felt like her throat was being ripped. Marlee was gagging all this time as well
which made Mrs Bianchi all the more amused. “Just hold it here for a minute of so I
want to get a nice toe massage”. With that, she began moving her toes around
Marlee’s throat, unbothered by the fact that Marlee was literally being chocked out
and gagging because of it. Marlee was already embarrassed, hurt, and humiliated but
it made it even worse that this woman was now getting pleasure on her toes because
of it too. After about thirty seconds Mrs Bianchi realized that Marlee might pass out
since her face was now at a dark purple and she pulled her foot out. Marlee collapses
on the ground coughing, trying to catch her breathe. Before she could properly
recover Mrs Bianchi grabber her by the hair, lifting her head up and then she slapped
her in the face with the sole of her wet (from Marlee’s saliva) foot. “What do you say
to me after I do you a favor you piece of shit.” Marlee could barley breathe let alone
think straight and she said “uhh... I... uh... th-thank.... y-you”. Whack. Mrs Bianchi
slapped her with her foot again, even harder this time. “No you say I’m a pathetic
bitch and I’m grateful to swallow the foot of you, a gorgeous wealthy, and intelligent
woman because even your foot is more beautiful than my ugly face.” Able to barely
catch her breathe Marlee stuttered it back, feeling utterly humiliated in doing so.
Mrs. Bianchi seemed satisfied with her degradation.
“Okay my turn” Mrs Huntington chimed in. Mrs Bianchi and her switched places
while Marlee remained kneeling on the ground. “Don’t make me do all the work you
lazy shit,” Marlee quickly grabbed Mrs Huntington’s pedicured foot and placed it in
her mouth. Suddenly, Mrs Bianchis feet were pushing on the back of her head hard.
In about a second her throat was full of toes again and Mrs Huntington slipped her
heel just past her lips into her mouth. “This bitch and her bitch mom made it seem
like they couldn’t fit a whole foot in their mouths but obviously they could, I think
they need a punishment.” Mrs Bianchi responded with “I have an idea.” Then she
released the pressure on the back of Marlee’s head causing her head to jerk back so
just an inch or two of foot was in her mouth, but then she pushed hard again forcing
the entire foot back into her mouth, causing Marlee to gag. Mrs Bianchi repeated this
process over and over, literally fucking Marlee’s face with Mrs Huntington’s foot. “Oh
my this feels so good on my foot” said Mrs Huntington while sighing with pleasure.
Marlee felt the exact opposite way, it was bad having a foot down her throat but when
it stayed there she got used to the pain, now it hurt every time Mrs Huntington’s toes
smashed against the back of her throat. Plus, she could breathe every time the foot
released so they had no need to stop. It seemed to Marlee as though Mrs Bianchi was
increasing the force that she pushed with every time, enjoying as Marlee’s gags and
couch’s got louder and louder. They continued doing this for maybe two minutes, but
to Marlee it felt like two weeks. “Okay time to switch feet,” Marlee barely processed
the fact that she was only halfway done with this cruel torture and since Mrs
Huntington liked it she would probably be doing it many more times.
They finished with the other foot and Marlee felt terrible but the two spoiled women
were just getting started. “Let’s think of other things we did in high school to bully
the poor girls.” Mrs Bianchi thought for a second and said “we can give her swirlies in
the toilet, ride her like a pony, and make her eat food off of our feet, ooh and we can
spend the money she gave you right in front of her.” Mrs Huntington laughed and
said “your so evil, I love it... alright dumb bitch I want you to crawl over to the
bathroom, kissing the ground that we walk on behind us, and begging for us to shove
your face in my toilet water.” Marlee crawled after them as they got up placing a few
kisses on the ground before saying “p-please give m-me a swirlie, I w-would be
honored to h-have my face sh-shoved in your toilet w-water” Marlee looked up to see
if they’d respond, but all she saw were two fat jiggling asses walking without a care in
the world. Marlee put her lips on the floor again and began crawling towards her
humiliation in the bathroom.
Part 7
Carla was having a terrible day at work. She had barely gotten any sleep the night
before and she had to deal with her bossy young manager who did no work. When
she got to work, the owner of the store informed her that they were docking her pay
all the way to minimum wage to decrease costs to compensate for the increase in the
manager salary. That was of course for Britney Taylor who she hated. She was half
Carla’s age but made her refer to her as Mrs. Taylor because she was her boss. Along
with the pay raise she was being given greater powers which involved being able to
fire employees without ownership approval which meant Carla was forced to do
everything she wanted. She also was given the company card to pay for anything she
wanted in her new and bigger office. Britney didn’t find out about it until two hours
after Carla because she was allowed to arrive later than everyone else to get her much
needed sleep. When she found out she chose Carla to help her move into her new
office. This meant she had to move all of Ms Taylor’s papers and paintings into the
new room. Then Britney had her rearrange the desk by moving to a different spot
which was extremely heavy and hard to move, before eventually settling on the spot
it was originally in. All the while, Britney sat in a chair not lifting a finger herself.
Finally Carla was done setting up the new office, besides some decorations Ms Taylor
had ordered online with the company card that would come in a few days. “With my
increases powers, and pay, I’ve decided to promote you to my personal assistant
slash bathroom cleaner.” Carla was unsure if this was good or bad “so do I get a pay
raise?”. Britney responded in a snooty tone “oh don’t be silly, of course not, they’re
already paying me so much ownership can’t afford that, but don’t worry I can tell you
all about the things I buy So it’ll feel like it’s both of our money in a way.” “Oh okay,
but what do I have to do in my new job and why do I need to be the only bathroom
cleaner we used to just have a rotation with all of the cashiers and shelf stockers.” Ms
Taylor gave her a smile and said “you just get to do whatever I say, so if I need help
with paperwork or any personal matters you’ll be the one to take care of it, and
because you’re receiving this promotion I had to balance it out with a demotion to
bathroom cleaner but no more questions for now.” She walked over to her new
expensive desk and extremely comfortable chair and plopped down. “Okay so I’m a
little run-down with paper work so I’m gonna need you to help me” she said
gesturing to the papers on her desk. “Okay where should I do them.” “Right here
silly” Ms Taylor pointed to the ground next to her “I don’t bite.” Carla walked over
and stood there unsure if she was supposed to have a chair but there were no others
in the office. Britney was already on her phone and Carla didn’t want to annoy her by
asking so she tried sitting criss-cross but that left her too low, so she had to get on
her knees which was very painful since she had been on her knees underneath Mrs
Huntington last night. She began filling out the stacks of paper which were mostly
inventory forms and orders which was literally Ms Taylor’s only responsibility at
work besides bossing around other employees. While Carla was filling out the papers,
Britney took off her shoes leaned back and rested her feet right next to Carla’s head
and the papers she was completing for Britney. Carla looked over when this
happened and Britney looked up from her phone and said in a tone of complete
annoyance “what?” Carla looked away and said “uhh nothing Mrs Taylor.” “Okay
then stop staring at me you perv and get to work” kicking her in the shoulder as she
said it. After another five minutes, Mrs Taylor said “go get me a coffee.” Carla got up
and said “okay Mrs Taylor,” but she couldn’t believe that this was her new job, doing
Britney’s work that she was getting back paid thousands to do while She only made
minimum wage and she also had to do everything else she wanted and clean
bathrooms.
——Carla felt like death when she finally went home a little after 5. The rest of the day at
work she had to do everything Britney asked of her which included literally all of her
work, using her lunch break to buy her groceries, eating lunch while cleaning Mrs
Taylor’s shoes (luckily with cleaning spray and a towel which was better than what
Ms Huntington would make her do), and finally cleaning every single bathroom
before she left.
Carla pulled into her driveway and went inside her house. When she got inside she
saw the $400 on the counter which reminded her that she needed to go to Ms
Huntington’s to be used by her rich neighbor and where her own daughter was
probably being abused already. She sat down on her couch for a few minutes trying
to relax. Carla was treated terrible at work and when she went to Ms Huntington’s
but she still had her home to relax in for a little. After a few minutes passed she got
up not wanting to be late. She searched through her purse to scavenge the $100 she
needed which was literally al of the extra cash she had for the next two weeks and the
picked up the other $400 and walked out of the house. Realizing that she was about
to pay All of this money to a tyrannical, stuck-up woman made her sad, because she
felt like she couldn’t even defend herself even though she was a grown woman. She
thought to herself maybe she could convince Mrs Huntington that they could either
do stuff for her or pay her but not both.
Carla rang Mrs Huntington’s doorbell and it took about a minute before Mrs
Huntington opened the door. “Do you have my money ugly footsniffer?” Carla has
just arrived and was already being made fun of. “Yes here you go” Carla tried to reach
out and hand her the money but Mrs Huntington pushed her onto the ground “when
you hand me your tribute you do it on your knees and you refer to me as queen you
fucking idiot.” Carla kept her head down and said “I’m so sorry queen Huntington,
would you please except my humble tribute your majesty.” Mrs Huntington snatched
the money out of her hand and said “stay on your knees and follow me, are you
hungry.” Carla crawler after Mrs Huntington and fat ass and said “yea actually I’m
starving” realizing she hadn’t ate since lunch. “Perfect” Mrs Huntington said with a
smile.
Carla and Mrs Huntington reached the family room where Carla was surprised to see
a woman she didn’t know riding her daughter like a horse. Upon seeing the ugly old
woman crawl in, Mrs Bianchi started laughing hysterically “oh my god, her mother is
even more pathetic than my little horsey girl I want to ride her now.” Mrs
Huntington laughed and said “go for it but ride her into the kitchen it’s time for
dinner. Mrs Bianchi dismounted from Marlee and walked over and harshly plopped
down right on Carla’s back. Carla didn’t even know this woman and she had the
audacity to just sit on top of her. “Mush horsey or maybe donkey would be more
accurate” she said slapping the grown woman she was riding on the butt. Carla felt
worthless but began crawling towards the kitchen, feeling pain in her knees and arms
with every inch.
They reached the kitchen where Marlee, on her knees, and Mrs Huntington were
already there. Mrs Bianchi stood up off of Carla and Mrs Huntington said are my
little servants hungry. “Y-yes q-queen Huntington” “yes your majesty”. “Good I’ll give
you some mashed potatoes then” mrs Huntington reached into the pot of mashed
potatoes her chef had cooked with a spoon and then flung some on the ground in
front of Marlee and another spoonful in front of Carla. Then she placed her foot right
on the food as Mrs Bianchi did the same with the one in front of Carla and said “Bon
appetite piggies” while lifting her foot up into Marlee’s face, and Mrs Bianchi doing
the same to Carla. Marlee was disgusted but she knew exactly what they expected
and she was already too tired from hours of bullying to fight back. Carla looked over
to see as Marlee began licking mashed potatoes off of Mrs Huntington’s soft soles
who was smiling and basking in her power. Carla then turned to the massive foot in
front of her caked in mashed potatoes from the floor. She couldn’t believe she was
actually about to eat food off of the feet of someone she didn’t even know, except the
fact that she was friends with Mrs Huntington which meant she was a spoiled brat,
exactly the type of person Carla hated, but Carla knew what she had to do and leaned
in and sucked some mashed potato off of Mrs Bianchi's big toe. Both of them started
eating slowly at first because they were grossed out, but they picked up speed as they
realized just how hungry they were. Carla began slurping the dirtied white mush off
of every inch of Mrs Bianchi’s foot eventually getting to the bottom where she
literally had her head on the ground licking up to get every last bit of food.
“I can’t believe this shit” Mrs Bianchi said hysterically laughing “a woman I don’t
know is so worthless that she’ll eat food off of my foot.” Now that she was done eating
Carla felt extremely ashamed for what she had just done. She was letting herself and
her daughter be treated like pieces of shit because she was too weak to stand up for
herself. “uhh queen Huntington may I ask you a question?” “Sure bitch as long as it’s
not stupid” she replied with Marlee still licking the last bits of mashed potato off of
her foot. “Umm well I was thinking it’s a bit much for us to both pay you and serve
you so could it maybe just be one or the other?” Carla asked in a weak tone. A second
later Ms Bianchi wound up and smacked her right in the face as hard as she could.
Carla literally fell on the ground stunned and in pain. Mrs Bianchi screamed at her
“she said no stupid questions stupid whore” kicking Carla. Mrs Huntington jumped
in saying “you should be begging to both pay and serve me I’m your fucking queen
and your a bitch servant!” Carla trembled in fear as Mrs Huntington then forcibly
pulled her off the ground just to begin slapping her again. After her initial fit of anger
was out she said “come to the couch worthless shits.” Carla was dazed by the beating
she just received and Marlee was terrified to see what these women had just done to
her mom. She knew they were selfish and a bit crazy but it seemed like they actually
didn’t care about anyone else at all and would do anything they wanted to her and
her mom.
Mrs Huntington sat down on the couch while Carla and Marlee crawled after her.
“Kneel in front of me” then looking at Ms Bianchi she said “you know what to do.” Ms
Bianchi sat down behind the servants and Ms Huntington raised her foot up to Their
mouths which they instinctively opened to begin sucking on her toes, but then Ms
Bianchi placed her huge feet on the backs of their heads and violently pushed
forward. Instantly they were both gagging and choking on the foot being shoved
down their throat. “You two are the most worthless and pathetic people on this
planet you’re letting me shove my feet down your motherfucking throats while you
gag and choke but you won’t fight back at all. You should be honored that I let you
come here and serve me and pay me.” Carla and Marlee tried to nod in scared
agreement but it was difficult with a foot halfway down there esophagus. In addition
they were no starting to struggle for air and Ms Bianchi promptly release a little bit of
pressure on their heads before beginning to facefuck then with Ms Huntington’s foot.
This continued for many minutes as the two rich woman made fun of them saying
things like “they love your feet so much” and “she’s choking on it like a dick.” Finally
Mrs Huntington began discussing her vacation plans while still shoving her foot
down their throats.
“Old hag bitch let me tell you about my vacation plans, look at me when I’m talking
to you” Carla looked up with a foot still in her mouth to meet the piercing gaze of the
hot young woman above her. This was a very humiliating position but both Marlee
and Carla were excited because they figured a vacation might mean a well deserved
break from their neighbor. “So me and all my girlfriends from cycling including Ms
Bianchi are gonna go down to the beach for two weeks, the only thing is it’s super
expensive. I mean of course we’re rich enough to afford it but we don’t want to waste
our own money, so I had the wonderful idea that you could just sell your house to pay
for our vacation and don’t worry you’ll get to come too and be our servants there. I
don’t expect you to object since your my servants and you’ll do anything your queen
wants but gag on my foot if you agree” Ms Bianchi on cue forcefully pushed forward,
forcing the feet down each of their throats and making them gag. With a giggle Mrs
Huntington said “perfect we’ll begin searching for a buyer tomorrow.”
Part 8
A few weeks had past and it was finally time for the spinning classes vacation to Bora
Bora. In that Time Carla had put her house up for sale and sold it and then moved
into Mrs Huntington’s house where her and Marlee had solidified there spots as
servants to queen Huntington. Marlee and Carla packed Mrs Huntington’s huge
Gucci travel bags and loaded them into her nice car. Carla was chosen to chauffeur
while Mrs Huntington made Marlee sit on the ground of the passengers side seat so
she could have her feet massaged the entire drive. It was about a 30 minute ride to
the airport where Mrs Huntington had rented a private yet for the flight to Bora
Bora. Mrs Bianchi was also on her flight and they mostly just slept while Carla and
Marlee licked their feet. When they landed Carla and Marlee unloaded all the bags
placing them into the Bugatti that they had rented for the week.
It was a short drive to their enormous rental house which was three stories and the
back led right onto a private beach with white sound and turquoise blue water. In the
back there was also a pool despite the ocean being right there and various chairs for
sunbathing.
Carla and Marlee were tasked with unpacking Mrs Huntington and Mrs Bianchi's
bags while they went around exploring the amazing house. It took them at least an
hour since they had brought so much clothing. The rest is the women were set to
arrive in a few hours since they were on a separate flights.
One by one the rich women pulled up in expensive cars and Marlee and Carla, as
instructed by Ms Huntington, bowed down to them and offered to carry their bags. It
was non stop work as they had to carry the bags and unpack them and by the time
they were finished they might only have a minute of rest before the next imperial
woman arrived. Marlee and Carla couldn’t keep track of all the women but they
recalled a few including Ms Kim an asian woman who was a little chunky but had a
fat ass and huge boobs from a boob job, Ms DuPont a fake blonde who was a little
older with extremely tan skin, Ms Nazari who was middle eastern and was rich from
her parents oil company, and Ms Schmidt who had dark hair and was short with petit
boobs who looked a little out of place.
As they arrived some of them changed into bikinis showing off their amazing bodies
and lounged on the beach or by the pool. Marlee had never seen so many hot women
before it made her sad to see how attractive all of them were compared to her and her
mom. By 6 all of the women had arrived and the big kick off party was set for 6:30.
Marlee and Carla were tasked with preparing dishes of food and drinks for all of the
rich women to have at the party. This includes cutting up platters of cheese and
crackers and pouring wine into glasses. By the time 6:30 came around all of them
women except Ms Huntington were sitting around in the large living area of the
house and marlee and Carla were delivering them all food and drink. Finally Ms
Huntington came down the steps and picked up a glass of wine off a tray Marlee was
holding and then told Carla to get down on her hands and knees before she promptly
sat down on top of her. She then clanked her glass to silence all of the women.
“Good evening everyone! I hope you all had a nice flight here. I wanted to kick off our
vacation with a little speech but first to set some ground rules. These two wretches
are Marlee and Carla but you can refer to them as servant or slave or really anything
you want and they will do everything and anything you ask them to because all of you
are rich and pretty making you better than them. If they ever refuse to do anything or
do not do it up to your standards or you just want to feel free to slap them, kick them
or really anything. Honestly sometimes I just slap them for being ugly.” At this point
all of them women laughed. “Honestly I don’t expect them to be too much trouble as
they are well trained and they’re to weak to fight back anyway. As some of you might
know Carla here was kind enough to sell her house to pay for this vacation of ours
because she has learned that we are superior and therefore deserve her money more
than she does. So I’d like to allow the two bitch servants to personally thank each and
everyone of you for allowing them to serve and pay for the vacation of such high-class
women. So slaves go around and kiss everyone of these goddesses feet and thank
them from letting you pay for their vacation.” Ms Huntington then stood up allowing
Carla to crawl to the woman to Ms Huntington’s left and Marlee got down on her
knees and began to kiss her feet. She wasn’t one she remembered from unloading but
she was blonde tan and had a French pedicure. Marlee kissed the top of each of her
feet and then with her head still bowed said “th-thank you f-for letting my m-mom ppay for your v-vacation you are s-so much more s-superior than us.” All of the
women laughed and one she didn’t recognize said “she’s so stupid she can’t even
talk.” Which was met with more laughter making Marlee sad but she continued on
her way nonetheless and Carla followed her beginning to kiss the feet of the first
woman in similar fashion before saying “thank you for letting me sell my house to
pay for your vacation because you are superior.” At this point Marlee had moved onto
Ms Kim who’s feet she recognizes since they were asian and fat and she angled her
foot up forcing Marlee to kiss the sole but when she did she pushed her foot down
smooshing her face into the floor. All of the women laughed as she held her there for
a few seconds before releasing and doing the same with the other foot. Marlee and
Carla made there way around bowing before women they didn’t know and kissing
their rich pampered feet. Most of them were tan and blonde like Ms Huntington who
looked like actual goddesses. A few of the women did different cruel things like
moving their feet around so Marlee and Carla had to work hard just to kiss their feet
and others would push them into the ground like Ms Kim. Some would push them
away roughly as they finished thanking them and some even spit. Marlee and Carla
couldn’t believe that there were this many women as cruel as Ms Huntington but
they slowly but surely made their way around getting humiliated at every inch of the
way before finally making it back to Ms Huntington who had pulled up a chair. When
they had finished with Queen Huntington she said “don’t worry my little foot kissers
we’ll have plenty more time to humiliate and use you later but for now just lick my
feet. Now that that’s over you might be thinking how these two are the most pathetic
people in the world. Which is almost true but not quite... because they’re not the only
ones. Women like us, the goddesses and queens of the world, we are clearly superior
to almost all other women. We’re richer than them, hotter than them, and smarter
than them. We all deserve to have pathetic people like these bitches at our feet. For
years I lived in the same neighborhood as the poor, pathetic human beings as if we
were somehow equals. But a few weeks ago I decided enough was enough and they
needed to be put in their rightful place, kneeling before me. This has solved my
problem but there are people like them all over living among us as if they aren’t
peasants in comparison to us queens. So, as we enjoy our vacation paid for my
servants with them satisfying our every beck and call I ask you to think of all the
women like them in your life. The poor, ugly, wretched, pitiful women who need to
be shown their place and when this vacation ends do just that. Go back and dominate
them, make them you servants and then have them fund out next vacation, so we can
live as the goddesses we are, with the plebeians below us. Cheers!” All of the women
had stayed completely silent as if in church during this whole speech and finally
broke out into loud cheering and clapping. At Queen Huntington’s feet Marlee and
Carla continued licking away, struggling to comprehend how they had ended up in
serving this huge group of narcissists, snobs, and egomaniacs who really believed
they deserved to be pampered by normal people. Marlee and Carla both thought to
themselves if they really believe it then maybe we are inferior. As the women stopped
clinking glasses for cheers with each other Mrs Bianchi called out “I call getting my
feet sucked first” and Carla and Marlee’s hearts sank realizing this would be the
longest two weeks of their life.