Mandy's Revenge

Please note -: This story is written for Adults Only. It contains acts of non-consensual sex and some mild violence between females, if this is likely to offend you please do not continue to read it. This story is entirely fictional, including the characters in it. All comments welcomed and encouraged. Hope you enjoy it!

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Mel grunted in pain and disgust as her face was forced down onto Mandy's stinking feet. By chance her little nose had settled right into the crevice between Mandy's big and second toe, she couldn't help but wince at the smell. The hand that held a fistful of Mel's hair continued to assert downward pressure, making it hard for her to take breath. Tears started to well as the pressure and pain on her nose continued. She could hear Mandy trash talking clearly.

"How's it feel, Mel? Can you smell that? These are the disgusting, grimy feet of the girl who has fucked the man you love so often. More than a dozen times. Did your hear that Mel? A dozen fucking times! But this is where you belong, isn't it. At my feet. Forced to be at my feet. Because you're just a stupid little girl who couldn't have the man she wanted but you still had to wreck it for me, didn't you? God, the sex was great. I'm going to miss it so much. You know it's all your fault Mel, so you're going to have to pay. Someone's going to have to make me cum. You fucking jealous bitch . . ."

The tormenting continued. And Mel continued to struggle against the hand that had a firm grip of hair and continued to shove her face into Mandy's foot.

Mel was in her early twenties, a plain looking, shy girl from the country. Leigh had caught her eye long ago. They went to the same ballroom dancing studio in Melbourne, Australia and knew each other quite well on a social basis. As I said, Mel looked quite plain. Straight shoulder length brown hair, short stocky build, certainly everything in proportion to where it should be but she just wasn't the type of girl that Leigh would normally go for. Nope, he set his standards high normally and usually managed to have a very nice looking girlfriend, Mandy being his latest conquest.

She had only just turned 18, some four years younger than Leigh, had left school when she was young and since devoted her time to modelling, among other things. She was a tall brunette, hair hung down below her shoulders and she had the most entrancing blue eyes. To be quite honest, I didn't think she could make it as a model, everything wasn't as perfect as it should have been but she did have a very smart portfolio of shots. Certainly if I had attracted her in the same way Leigh obviously did I wouldn't have thought twice about taking her out. Not compared to plain old Mel.

Before Mandy arrived on the scene, Leigh and Mel's friendship blossomed. As the weeks dragged on Mel became quite besotted by him. I don't know if it was just a schoolgirl type crush or if she generally did love him, whatever it was it was apparent that Leigh didn't have the same feelings. Somehow Mel had to let him know how she felt. So she penned a letter, a good four or five pages and poured her heart out. It all led to her wondering whether he would be interested in perhaps taking their friendship a step further. Sure Leigh was nice about it, even a touch compassionate but he just did not find Mel attractive in that way. They remained friends although it must be said that it was always Mel who organised the lunch meetings, dropped in for drinks and generally continued to dote over him.

As the months rolled by and their friendship continued, Mel's constant companionship started to have its effect. Physically Leigh did not find her attractive. Not at all. But here was someone who genuinely cared for him. Perhaps loved him. She had started to kiss him hello and goodbye each time they met. Nothing sexual, just a greeting kiss on the cheek whenever they met each other. Gradually the relationship continued to grow into something more. Then one day Leigh arrived with Mandy.

I have no idea how they met. They didn't end up going out for long, maybe six months max. I honestly think the longer Leigh was in this relationship with Mandy, the more guilt ridden he had become about the way he treated Mel. Not that he did anything wrong. He and Mel were never officially partners but he did know she cared deeply for him, yet still allowed himself to begin a relationship with the teenager with a great body and smouldering good looks.

Who could blame him? Mel was so plain and conservative. I couldn't imagine her having sex until the night they were married and Leigh wasn't interested in a long-term relationship at that point of his life, he was only in his early 20's himself! Yet he hadn't been going out with Mandy for that long before she allowed him to pop her cherry. Looking back it now appears that Leigh's attraction for Mandy was purely physical. Why else would he have ended it so quickly with Mandy breaking her heart in the process? She thought he loved her. Once she had gotten over the initial shock of Leigh breaking up with her, Mandy's tears turned to anger. She knew Leigh and Mel were good friends, though Leigh had promised her that is all they were. Mandy was certain Mel was the cause of their relationship breaking down. So she schemed. She schemed and plotted her revenge for a good two or three weeks.

Mandy had got to know Mel fairly well in the time that she had gone out with Leigh. After all she was always dropping in on them, calling him, meeting him for lunch. While she was going out with Leigh, Mandy was very quiet. She just seemed really shy, perhaps a little submissive. Certainly Leigh held the upper hand in their relationship and usually what he said went. But in her dealings with Mel, Mandy's personality traits changed. Especially once she discovered a little about the history between Mel and Leigh.

She had never seen the letter but she knew about it and she also knew how desperately in love with Leigh Mel had become. In Mandy's mind, this gave her a superiority over Mel, after all she had everything Mel had desperately craved in the past few months. That's why she didn't care that Mel would always visit and be generally around, as Mandy became more and more aware of the situation between Mel and Leigh she became more and more assertive in Mel's company. In her mind she was Mel's master.

While her initial reaction on breaking up with Leigh was just to go and beat the living daylights out of Mel, she decided on a far more sinister and humiliating course of action, a course of action that would bring her great pleasure, help her fulfil two of her favourite fantasies and from which Mel would mentally never recover. Two events specifically had seen her make this decision.

Mel hated feet. She thought they were the dirtiest, grimiest, ugliest part of a person's body. The mere hint of foot odour would make her gag. Mandy clearly remembered the day she discovered Mel's horror at being forced to sniff someone's foot odour. Leigh had playfully shoved his dirty sock in her direction and Mel nearly had a fit. Leigh and Mandy both laughed at her horror, after all he was just mucking around. But Mel went on and on about how she hated feet, hated it if someone even touched her with their feet. While she wasn't a lesbian, Mandy couldn't help but fantasise from that moment about forcing Mel to lick her feet, it would absolutely define their relationship and prove to Mel who was the more dominant woman. Not only that but she had lost count of the number of times she had bought herself to orgasm dreaming of having sex with Leigh while Mel was tied up and forced to watch. Certainly her relationship with Leigh and Mel's small part in it was a massive power trip for Mandy.

The other thing Mandy had recognised was that Mel was bordering on being homophobic. It wasn't necessarily anything Mel had said but Mandy remembered watching television one night when there was a scene of two women kissing and fondling each other. Mel was absolutely horrified and said the thought of it made her sick as she turned away from the screen so she didn't have to watch. Now as I say Mandy was no lesbian herself, all her fantasies did involve sex with men but once she and Leigh had broken up she couldn't believe how turned on she would get fantasising about having Mel's face trapped between her thighs while being forced to provide her pleasure. Now it was just a matter of putting the plan into action . . .

Suddenly there was a high pitch squeal. It was a desperate attempt from Mel to try and get herself out of this situation. Although her nose was buried in the crevice between Mandy's big and second toe, Mel was still able to scream. They were in the driveway of the house where Leigh was staying hidden from the quiet suburban street by a car parked in the drive. But with the driveway right next to the neighbour's house, Mel thought that if she made enough noise perhaps somebody from in there might hear her and look to see what was happening before coming out to help her.

The hand which was tangled in her hair and forcing her face down onto Mel's foot suddenly pulled her head back which immediately brought a searing pain to Mel's scalp. Mel was mid way through her second scream for help when the wind was knocked out of her as the hand pulled her head down viciously forcing her to fall heavily on her back. She was winded for a moment but relieved to have the hand out of hair when the sole of Mandy's foot briefly came into her vision before being pressed forcibly down on her mouth effectively gagging her for the moment. Instinctively Mel's hands flew up to the foot covering her mouth to try and get it off her. For the moment she was free and she was going to fight and struggle for her life.

The odds weren't good though. As soon as she started to struggle to get Mandy's foot off her so that she could get away she felt another foot pressing menacingly on her crotch. Despite the brief struggle Mandy remained composed.

"Mel," she stated calmly, "I suggest if you plan to have kids in the future you stop trying to be such a hero. Trace is only one step away from smashing your stupid little cunt to pieces. You and Leigh would have to adopt, now wouldn't that be a shame?"

Mel stopped struggling for a moment to take in her predicament. Mandy's foot covered her mouth totally and she struggled to breathe as her nose was partially covered by the arch of Mandy's sole. Any breath she could take was heavily laboured with the unpleasant scent of Mandy's smelly foot, seemingly fresh out of her favourite pair of jogging shoes. Mandy was dressed familiarly, in fact anyone had hardly seen her in anything except a pair of army camouflage pants, which she was wearing again today and black tank top. Mel let her gaze wander slowly up Mandy's leg past her hip and up into her eyes.

Mandy had a good figure, just a little puppy fat around the tummy, nothing a few sit-ups couldn't fix over a period of a couple of weeks. But she was tall. Probably up near six foot much, much taller than Mel who would have only just been a few inches over 5 foot. However from Mel's position flat on her back with Mandy's quite large foot resting heavily on her mouth, she dead-set looked like a giant. Very intimidating. Then again I reckon if you are on your hand and knees, never mind your back, in front of anyone it would be very intimidating. I can't think of any stronger acts of submission than falling to your hands and knees in front of someone, especially of the same sex. And then being forced to submit to them, there couldn't be anything worse.

So Mel made one last attempt to get away. Unsuccessful attempt. As soon as she moved Tracy pressed heavily down on her crotch with her bare foot, heavily enough to warn Mel to stop squirming and to cause some pain, not quite heavily enough to cause any damage. Mandy lost her balance for a moment and Mel screamed briefly before Mandy's big foot trapped her airway shut again, this time with a little more force. Once again Mel used her hands to try and free herself.

"You don't seem to understand you dumb bitch," Mandy retained her calmness, "I am one step away from breaking your jaw and Trace is one step away from seriously hurting you. Do you think I've come this far, hunted you down like a fucking dog and paid an accomplice to help me that I'm not going to hurt you if you give me half the chance? Use your fucking brains and cooperate Mel so then we don't have to hurt you. I'm only really after one thing Mel. And that is to use you to give me back what you have taken away from me. I don't care about Leigh, you can have the stupid arsehole. No what I care about is what Leigh provided. He was my first guy Mel, isn't that cute? Your boyfriend popped my virginity and made me feel so good that I'm going to have to use you to replace him. You get my drift Mel? It makes me wet just thinking about you having your head trapped between my thighs . . ."

With that Mel nearly went into hysterics trying to get away. She pushed Mandy away easily but was then doubled over in pain so quickly as Tracy took aim and put an immediate stop to any hopes Mel might have had of an escape plan. Mel rolled into a ball and was forced to cough a couple of times as the pain started to centre itself around her lower abdomen. She was absolutely free now, neither girl bothered to hold her or try and pin her down, there was no need, Mel wasn't going anywhere quickly. But they did have to get her out of the driveway and somewhere a little more private where the humiliation could continue.

Once again Tracy wrapped her fingers in Mel's hair, this time forcing her to her feet. Mel was openly crying now. Blubbering almost, she started to drool as the horrible pain in her stomach refused to subside. Tracy didn't care, she showed no mercy at all as she forced Mel into a headlock, all the time keeping a firm grip of hair and forced her to walk, or perhaps more accurately, stumble towards the back of the property. They followed closely behind Mandy who led them to a bungalow in the backyard and paused briefly while she located the hidden key and opened the door, before entering with Tracy roughly throwing Mel to the ground who landed with a thud on her side. Mandy closed the door and locked it.

"Welcome to your new home Mel. You like it, huh?" Mandy nudged Mel with her foot who continued to sob on the floor. "C'mon Mel, you must remember it in here. This is where Leigh brought me when we used to fuck each other. Can you imagine that Mel, just think for a moment. Think about the man you love, the guy you want to have kids with in here," she paused for a moment and lifted Mel's head by her hair. "Over there right on that bed with me. How's that make you feel Mel? I bet you can feel it in the pit of your stomach. A little bit of anger. . . or is it envy? I've done things with him you could only imagine in your stupid little fantasies. If it weren't for little old me, it might have been you with him in that bed fulfilling your fantasies. But instead you're here now as my little fuck-toy."

Suddenly Mel launched herself at Mandy who could only chuckle as she took one step to her left as Mel grazed the leg of her pants and landed heavily on the floor. Tracy was quick to jump on top of her as she landed and forced her onto her stomach. She roughly grabbed Mel's hands and quickly tied them together behind her back.

Mel yelled and screamed with all her might, someone had to hear her, surely someone inside the house, one of the neighbours, anyone. Suddenly her voice was muffled again, this time by Tracy's hand over her mouth. She sat heavily on Mel's back and used her other hand to pinch Mel's nose shut. Mel's eyes widened as her ability to breathe was taken right away from her. She struggled like crazy, shaking her head from side to side and rolling about trying to get Tracy off who just rode her every bump and grind like she was on a bucking rodeo but Tracy's grip on her face remained as firm as ever and it didn't take long for Mel's struggles to weaken. Eventually Tracy let go of her nose and mouth simultaneously so that Mel could take a sharp intake of breath.

"Mel, you're just making this hard on yourself," said Mandy who was totally in control of the situation. She got down on the floor and looked Mel in the face, "Now I'm going to have to gag you as well."

She pinched Mel's nasal passage closed again and held up a stained pair of cotton panties.

"These won't smell too bad, I wore them for a few days last week so the smell has probably gone but they look nasty don't they?"

Mandy pushed the padded part of the fabric out for Mel to see clearly. There was some type of discharge there that looked a little crusty, a pale yellow in colour.

"This is the part of the panties that has been resting against my vagina. I don't know what that stuff is. Doesn't look too pleasant though, ha? Anyway I prepared them especially for you, it made me so wet wearing these panties all last week rubbing up against my cunt and arsehole knowing that eventually they were going to end up in your mouth. I couldn't stop thinking about you as I went to the toilet and pulled them up over me again just knowing where they were going to end up. And when I went jogging or got really sweaty down there I would get home and take them off, they had a bit of a tang to them then, and I would think of you. Then I would think again of you the next day as I put them back on again. After a few days they were too rank for even me to wear so I put them in a plastic bag ready for you. Are you ready for them?"

With that Mandy placed them into Mel's open mouth making certain that the crusty part rested on her tongue. She shoved them into a point where they wouldn't go any further and hung comically out of Mel's mouth. Tracy, who was still sitting on Mel's back then ripped off a piece of duct tape and effectively trapped them in Mel's mouth. Mel's only course of action left was to kick her legs violently into the floor to make as much noise as possible. Within seconds Tracy had restrained them as well and started to tie them together. Mel was now totally immobile. To finish the job completely Tracy folded Mel's legs back towards her body and tied a piece of rope from Mel's hands to ankles, effectively leaving her on the floor hog-tied.

Tracy then knelt down behind Mel, grabbed her hair again and tilted her head back so that she was forced to look up at Mandy who walked over and stood right in front of them. She lifted her foot and caressed Mel's face lovingly with her big toe. She slowly traced her toe around Mel's eyes carefully wiping away the tears, down around the duct tape that trapped her dirty panties in Mel's mouth, up and down her cheek before paying particular attention to just below her nose where Mel had no choice but to breathe in the odour.

"You're probably thinking right now of ways to get out of this situation," Mandy started. "Well I can tell you that there aren't any. Leigh hasn't changed his password on his e-mail account so I know for a fact that he is in Sydney for the next few days. Not only that but the stupid bastard still hides the key in the same spot. So I thought what better place than here to teach you your proper place." Mandy continued to run her toe over Mel's face, "Now I don't intend to hold you here for long, just long enough so that Tracy and I get what we want. Oh wait, how rude of me, I don't think you and Trace have been introduced. Trace you come and stand over here while I introduce you."

The pressure pulling Mel's scalp back was suddenly gone. Mel could only rest her head on the floor in relief for a few moments before Mandy had a firm grip of hair and once again tilted her head backwards so that she was forced to look at the person in front of her.