Madison knelt on the floor behind the cash register. She slowly pulled her phone out of her pocket and handed it to Hannah. "I'm ready," she said.
It had been about a month since Madison had started her new job, and it seemed like every time she went into work, she was in for an adventure. Of course, she had to follow Shawn's wardrobe rules he laid out for her - she wore crop tops with skirts and shorts, or two piece dresses, but her stomach was always exposed and she never wore panties to work. Shawn just had to touch her belly too, each day to make sure she was following her rules. And of course, he would regularly come up behind her and whisper "how's my little slut today?" Or something equally degrading. Madison just smiled and flirted.
But Madison seemed to have too many balls in the air, so to speak. She kept sneaking around to fuck Shawn. And, of course, she found Hannah completely irresistible. And she was trying to keep them from finding out she was sleeping with the other. On top of that, she had to remember to please her online blackmailer, whoever that was, and Dan even came back for a weekend and demanded that she make herself available for him to use.
The hardest part, though, was fitting in her blackmail tasks - usually using Hannah as the camera girl - without arousing too many suspicions. So far, so good. She had managed to get Hannah to film her lifting her skirt and lowering her top, exposing her tits and pussy, very near customers in the store. She had walked around for a half hour wearing nothing but a bikini while Hannah filmed her - Shawn had liked that one a little too much and almost blown her cover. She had been discreetly writing nasty words on her body, and she had even masturbated sitting on a table of merchandise.
But her latest blackmail task really took the cake. "Get that hot friend of yours - Hannah is it? Yeah, Hannah - I want you to worship her feet at work. While the place is a little busy." Of course, there was more to it, but that was the important part. The hard part for Madison, of course, was getting Hannah to go along with her requests. This was seemingly becoming more and more difficult, and Madison knew it.
"I just need you to film me licking your feet," she explained. "And I need you to not ask why." Madison explained. Hannah just shook her head.
"You know, I have friends there. And as if the stuff we have done so far wasn't bad enough! I have done enough to get fired already! And what if there are cameras!"
"Oh, relax - if there were cameras, we'd have been fired already!" Madison said, laughing.
"Okay, Look - I know you are a little on the wild side, and I'm usually willing to go along with it to have a little fun. But this is a step over the line. I mean, I might do it but - I'd really just have to know why you need this so badly."
"Okay, Okay," Madison said. Secretly, she knew there was no way she was telling Hannah the truth. She was just going to have to make something up, and see if it was good enough. She racked her brain, but couldn't think of anything.
The worst part about her situation was that, even though Hannah would probably think it was arousing that someone totally had Madison under his - or her - thumb, it would freak Hannah out if she knew it was a complete stranger rather than someone Madison knew and trusted. But Madison just couldn't think of any legitimate-sounding reason why she would need the video other than the fact that she was being blackmailed and would be completely exposed if she didn't comply.
Finally, she had an idea. "What if - I combined Dan and the online guy, so that it's the same person? I could lie and tell her Dan, this guy I know, is playing a blackmail game with me where he will tell - and more importantly, show - a close male mutual friend of ours how much of a slut I am if I don't follow through?" Madison decided to go for it, and luckily, Hannah not only bought it, but decided to play into it as well.
Madison had explained to Hannah that she had a close friend, Dan, who enjoyed humiliating her, and that he was blackmailing her with her permission, and she found it highly erotic to be forced to perform sexually - like when she did the snow angel video. She explained that she trusted him and he would never hurt her, but that he liked to make it realistic. Hannah actually wondered if everything Madison said was true, but it seemed legit - and after Madison showed Hannah a couple texts from Dan, she was highly aroused at the thought of Madison wanting to be forced like that.
So there Hannah was, standing behind the cash register, holding Madison's phone. Madison had, for the past month, been seemingly wearing less and less clothing to work. Her tops were getting smaller, her shorts and skirts were getting shorter, and these days she seemed to be wearing fewer cardigans and cover-ups to help make up the difference. On this day, she wore a red tube top with a sewn-in liner and a tight light-wash denim skirt and white sandals - nothing else other than jewelry. No panties, no bra.
"Hi there," Madison said from her seat on the floor. Hannah tried to ring up a customer while Madison played. "Are you ready? Can I get started miss? Can I worship your feet?"
Hannah looked around. Thankfully, the customer, a young blonde, was glued to her phone and hadn't heard anything. "Go for it," she said, looking down briefly. It was tough to hold the phone and cash out a customer using only one hand, but Hannah seemed to manage well enough.
The customer walked away as Madison got down on all fours. She looked at Hannah's feet, clad in simple yellow chunky heels with one strap over the top of her foot and one strap around her ankle. They really went well with her mustard- colored floral mini-dress. Looking up at the camera, she licked the top of Hannah's left foot seductively. "Mmmmm," She moaned.
Hannah giggled. She looked around the store. There were a couple of customers, but nobody in the immediate vicinity. She had an idea. Using her hands, she boosted herself up onto the counter, so that she was sitting with her back to the store and her legs dangling on the employees-only side of the counter - the side where Madison knelt.
"Here," she said. "Now I can see your face instead of just the back of your head." Madison looked up and smiled. "Lick it, slut," Hannah ordered. Now that she knew about Dan and the fact that he was blackmailing Madison, she was going to play along as well as she could and actively participate in Madison's humiliation.
Madison smiled, kneeling on the floor. Slowly, she brought Hannah's foot near her face, taking it in, closing her eyes before licking the top of her friend's foot. Keeping her eyes closed, she lowered her head and backed away slightly, and as Hannah raised her big toe up away from the bottom of her shoe, Madison slowly, sensually parted her lips and kissed it. She slowly forced her tongue out of her mouth until she was licking the tip of Hannah's big toe.
"Mmmmm," Madison moaned. In truth, Hannah's foot was not delicious, but Madison did feel humiliated being made to worship it.
"Put my toe in your mouth you dumb bitch!" Hannah commanded after making sure nobody was within earshot. Madison opened her mouth, allowing Hannah's toe to enter, and closed it around the end.
"Suck my toe!" Hannah called out. Madison moaned again. She somehow got past the smell and the taste and the fact that she was quite literally licking dirt off of the bottom of her friends foot, and soon she was nibbling in the toe, sucking hard on it, drawing circles on the bottom of the toe with her tongue. Madison especially liked true way Hannah's white gel pedicured toenails felt in her mouth.
"Here, I have an idea," Hannah said. She handed the phone back to Madison and opened a drawer.
"Mmmmmm," Madison moaned to the camera. "Her feet are so sexy, aren't they?" She blew a kiss.
Her presentation was cut short by Hannah as she picked up the phone and set it aside. She grabbed Madison's arms and held them behind her back. Before Madison could react, Hannah had grabbed a roll of packing tape and was wrapping it around and around, securing her arms in place.
"Hannah!" Madison cried out. "If we get busted I'll never have time to get out of this!"
"Good," said Hannah. "I can walk away like nothing is wrong and you get stuck here half-naked with your arms taped together. So I would do what I say. Got it?" Hannah picked the phone up as she spoke.
"Hannah - I - I'm not half naked, I -"
"Oh, come on, you're dressed like a total slut!" Hannah called out as she unbuckled her shoes and tossed them aside.
"I mean - I'm covered," Madison retorted. Hannah boosted herself back onto the counter.
