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the never ending competion
by
kingarthur
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Aunt Emma silenced me with her foot as she had done when I was under her desk three week before, the only difference was that this time she had not used the ball of her foot but her big toe.
-Shh - she said, also putting the other foot on my face and maneuvering me as a puppet once again and making me lie on my back on the floor, parallel to the sofa.
I wanted to say something, say that I absolutely had to go to do that audition and get the part that would have changed my life. Instead I remained silent with the feet of my aunt on my face, reduced once again to be a footstool. While I was looking for a way to get out of that situation and communicate with my aunt without disobeying her orders to be quiet and to not make her angry, she trapped my nose between her big and second toes, and once again overwhelmed by that wonderful smell, I forgot everything.
My aunt started to see an Argentine soap opera , laughing every now and then hearing me sniff loudly her toes. After about ten minutes she seemed to get bored of my smelling and freed my nose, then she puts her heel on my lips and pressed with strength , forcing me to open my mouth. When it was opened, she put inside as much as possible her soft heel and crossed her legs at the ankles so that all their weight was in one place, on my open mouth. It was an incredible suffering and as I struggled not to move and not to disappoint my Mistress, trying to be like a real footstool, I could not help but think that it had to be almost four o'clock by now, my hope to make that audition , my hope to have my first part in a film had almost vanished. I tried not to think about how my mother would react knowing not only that I had not got the part, but that I had not even auditioned and immediately I tried to find an excuse to justify my absence , but I was so distracted and suffering for that uncomfortable position that nothing came to my mind.
The pressure on my lips seemed more and more heavy and while I struggled not to gag, trying to breathe, inside of my mouth my tongue touched the heel of my aunt's foot for a moment. As soon as my tongue moved away from it, Aunt Emma tapped her left leg over her right foot pushing even deeper her heel in my mouth. I understood what my Mistress wanted and I brought back my tongue in contact with her foot beginning to lick her heel, moving my tongue in a semicircle and savoring, once again, her delicious foot sweat . I continued to work in that way for several minutes, increasingly tired of having my mouth forced open in that way while my aunt was having fun wiggling her toes close to my nose and hearing her niece, now her pathetic slave, smell loudly her foot scent. When the soap opera was over, I hear my aunt quickly change channels, before stopping to watch a news program which had just started, and when I realized it was the edition of the five , my last hope died in my heart.
"Kaley must have got the part by now " I said to myself sadly, thinking that while my cousin was grabbing the glory, I was locked in her house, used as a footstool by her mother.
I heard my aunt laugh loudly and not having heard any joke on TV (someone was talking boringly about finance) I could not help but think that my Mistress seemed to read my mind and that she was enjoying my humiliation and my defeat. A moment later, I told myself that I was thinking too much and I focused on the part of the ceiling that I could glimpse through the toes of my aunt that covered partially my eyes .
The news was over and I realized it had to be passed another half hour, but my Mistress did not seem tired to use me that way so I continued to remain motionless, sniffing her toes and sucking her heel , still firmly pressed into my mouth. Despite that awkward position, despite the humiliation that I was feeling to be used that way, and sad for not being able to audition, not being able to compete with my cousin who had got the part "by default", I continued to be incredibly excited and I could feel well that my panties were sodden. My hand several times had been close to slip between my legs, to slip under my pants, but I was able to resist. I didn't move, and I have not disobeyed my Mistress , besides , I was not ready to masturbate in front of my aunt .
After several minutes Aunt Emma finally removed her heel out of my mouth and wiped it on my hair , removing my saliva from it. While I opened and closed rhythmically my mouth to relax my jaw ,after the tiring hours forced to keep my mouth open, Aunt Emma turned off the TV and got up from the couch.
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she forces jen to take her to pick up Kayley and even congradulate her
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