"Okay, then we'll start with you again and spare poor Lindsay my full weight on her face when I mount the two of you. Okay. Turning around. You'll feel probably half my weight on your foreheads and the rest on your lips and chins. Here goes. Still got a good angle, Tyla?"
Tyla nodded, and the Jessica gingerly set her bare heel on Claire's forehead, right in the centre, and let the rest of her foot come to rest gently on Claire's lips and chin. The ball of her foot pressed down on Claire's full lips, and her toes laid across her chin, the pads of her toes just curling around the underside of her chin. Claire grunted with the pain of holding all of Jessica's one-hundred and fifteen pounds on her face. For just a couple of seconds, she let herself balance on Claire's face with one bare foot--she wanted to test her model's toughness and see where her upper limits were. Then her other foot came down on Lindsay's face. Lindsay had a smaller head and face, and so her toes curled further around her chin.
Now Lindsay had a great view of the passersby who walked past the library some twenty feet from where she stood on her models faces. She had time to breathe deeply, take in her achievement and appreciate her bravery and feel the women's faces under her bare feet. She'd remembered worrying about crushing people's noses, but as she'd learned at Heavy Hitters, the arch of her foot was high enough that the most the arch of her foot did was squish people's noses down a little. The nose bone was not in jeopardy. Indeed, most of the weight was on the person's forehead and chin, or, depending on how long their faces were, their lips and teeth. Lindsay loved the experience of curling her toes over people's chins, but she loved it even more when her toes rested on people's lips, often parting them so that the pads of her toes rested on her partner's teeth. It felt like the pads of her toes were being vigorously kissed by her partner.
A family walked past the four women, Tyla still rolling on the camera and shooting the passersby knowing they would edit out their faces later. It would still be a thrill to see the candid show of Jessica facestanding the two women in front of an audience of street walkers.
The family was four, a man with grey in his beard only a little taller than his brown-haired, heavyset wife who was pushing a stroller as the father held a toddler in his arms. The two parents gave Jessica a good look. Jessica heard the wife mutter, "Ouch, that looks really painful for those girls!"
Jessica was beginning to feel bad for Tyla. Stuck behind the camera and enjoying none of the humiliation at her feet. Jessica stepped down of her models faces onto their breasts. "Hey, Lindsay, would you mind doing us a big favour? Could you do some camera shooting for us so that I can stand on Tyla for a while?"
Lindsay gave her assent and Tyla was ecstatic. "What about a mask? Did you bring one?" Jessica let both her models out from under her feet.
"Aw, to most people we hot Asian girls all look the same. I'll wing this one at least this once. Let me get under your feet!"
Tyla gave Lindsay a quick tutorial about how to use the camera and then joyously sprung over to where Claire lay on the grass. "Lindsay, I'd like to do some improv, so just keep rolling with a focus on me. Try to get a minute or so of establishing shot to show where everyone is relative to one another, then focus in on my feet. Lindsay nodded.
"Okay, girls, let's give Tyla a bit of a workout." Jessica pushed a sitting Tyla flat onto her back with her foot and brushed her face slowly with the pads of her toes. She dug her big toe into the corner of Tyla's mouth and wrenched it hard to the left."
"Augh! Augh! Vat hurs!"
"I never promised you there wouldn't be discomfort. Here, let me wipe your spit off on Claire's face. Claire, come closer."
Claire quickly shuffled over on her knees and awaited Jessica's next move. Jessica wiped her big toe, first her nail, then the pad of her toe, across Claire's left cheek.
"Open your mouth, Claire." Claire opened her mouth wide and extended her tongue. Jessica wiped her toe across Claire's tongue several times, then wiped her toe across her tank top to dry it.
"How's the footage looking, Lindsay?"
"Amazing. I wish you'd done that to me!" Lindsay answered.
Jessica then planted her foot right between Tyla's breasts and stood right between them, one footed, for a good ten seconds. "Now, I want you to get a little closer to nature, Tyla. Get some appreciation." Jessica pushed Tyla's face to the side and ground the other side of her face into the grass. "Here, smell the grass under my feet. Smell it."
"Oh, my god, this is really abusive!" Tyla said, clearly thrilled.
"Now, turn your face to the ground," Jessica barked. After a swift compliance, Jessica pressed down on the back of her best friend's head, forcing her face hard into the lawn.
"Any blades of grass getting up your nostrils, bitch?" Jessica asked. Her friend made no noise whatsoever, by her arms wriggled in discomfort.
"Okay, now you're going to taste nature." Jessica ran her toes through the grass and gripped bunches of lush green blades between her toes and tore them up and away from the lawn. The blades of grass had clearly stained her toes.
"Now, get up, you little bitch and wash my foot with your mouth. Take my foot in your mouth and keep scrubbing between my toes until you get all the juice from the blades of grass off of them!"
Tyla actually made a face at the thought of licking the grass juice from her best friend's toes. Claire made a face as well, but not the sort of expression that suggested she thought things were out of hand. "Claire, hold Tyla by the hair. I don't want her wimping out on this task!"
Claire took hold of Tyla's hair in two big fistfuls, and Jessica pulled Tyla's bottom lip down with her toes, hard enough to force Tyla's mouth open. Then she forced her entire foot into Tyla's mouth, up to the point where she could feel her bottom teeth just under the arch of her foot, right before her heel. Slowly, reluctantly, Jessica felt Tyla's broad tongue working between her toes. It felt delicious. Feeling her best friend licking the grass off her toes was such a humiliation, she wondered if it would do so much as to change their relationship.
"Suck my toes. Suck them hard and get them really clean. I don't care how much grass you have to taste. And don't make me balance in your mouth. Hold my heel in both your hands."
Jessica played with the three female companions for another half hour, in front of what must have been dozens of people passing by. Finally, she felt spent creatively, and decided it was fair to pay Claire for her many humiliations. Jessica paid Claire fifty dollars per hour of shooting, which she was more than happy with. Jessica donned her gladiator sandals again, declining to take her roleplaying out of context and try to order one of the women to do up her sandals for her.
***
Scene 1: Jessica does love scene with new guy whom she starts to date. Invites Tyla in for foot fetish angle.
Scene 2: Jessica seduces a male wrestler to be in a foot fetish porn with Claire and her.
Scene 3: Jessica's college friends come back to town and toast her success
Scene 4: Jessica does her first match with Janelle.
After subwaying to Bathurst Street with Tyla, the two had been restrained in conversation. The subway had been full--it was rush hour--and conversation would have been very awkward, to say nothing of rude to the other commuters. Once they existed Bathurst Subway station, the conversation flowed like a river in flood.
"I can't believe we did that!" Tyla said.
