Date: Fri, 15 May 2020 03:18:35 +0000 (UTC)
From: JB
Subject: Diner Footslave

Disclaimer:  This is a work of fiction by the author and written solely for
enjoyment.

Contains:  Authoritarian, lesbian, foot slavery, food play

Diner Footslave

If you want the best pie in Wyoming, you went to Arlene's Diner in
Lumberton, Wyoming near the Twin Mountains.  Their window sign reads:
"You've always got a seat at Arlene's, where friends serve friends, the
coffee's always fresh and Norma makes all the pies."  The diner was always
bustling with breakfast, lunch, and dinner traffic.  Arlene's was owned and
managed by a statuesque, well-preserved forty year old former beauty queen
named Norma Johnson.  Her second in command was Shelly Jennings, a young
slim waitress that often annoys Norma with her frequent tardiness and her
ability to fold under the stress and pressure of the heavy diner traffic.

But despite the demerits, Shelly was competent enough and good long term
help was sure hard to come by in the small town of Lumberton where the
population is 5,120.  And Shelly also happened to not be hard on Norma's
eyes.  Norma often undressed her with her eyes when she had the time at the
diner and sometimes when she was in bed at home.  Shelly drew out deep age
old urges in Norma that even surprised her.

Norma knew Shelly's pestering misfit brother Leo Briggs was often the cause
of Shelly's stress and tardiness.  Leo was always getting into trouble and
then he tries to manipulate Shelly to help him in some way.

At the end of every day or shift, Norma sat in one of her booths and goes
over the receipts and mail and any other management matters she needs to
address.  She preferred to handle that stuff in the diner "at the office"
and just relax later at home with no work.  That was her routine.  Norma
often fantasized about Shelly crawling under a booth table to lick her
cunt.

One late night Norma was engrossed in her work in a booth, her feet were
sore from standing all day.  She was crunching some numbers with calculator
and heard the diner phone ring.  It broke her concentration for a brief
moment but Shelly got to the phone and Norma got back to her work.  Shelly
was closing up, no more diners.  Maybe 10 or so minutes passed and Norma
reached for her coffee and accidentally spilled it.  Damnit, she
thought..all over these payroll and ledger sheets.

That's when Norma noticed Shelly pocketing some money as she closed the
register.  That thieving bitch, Norma thought.

"Shelly, can you come over here?" Norma asked.  Shelly walked over, looking
a little spooked.

"I saw what you just did.  And after all that I have done for you, all that
I have put up with, you steal from me," Norma said sternly.

"I'm sorry Norma, Leo's in a pinch again, and I, and I..," Shelly said,
tearing up.

"I don't want to hear it.  I guess I will have to call the sheriff," Norma
said.

"No, no please Norma don't call the police, don't fire me, I need this job,
it's all that I have left," Shelly said crying, falling to her knees,
putting her hands over her eyes.

Shelly took her hands away, her makeup running down her eyes.  "Please, I
will do anything to make this right, it will never happen again," Shelly
begged.

"There's nothing you can do to repair the trust broken like this.  This
likely wasn't the first time you've done this and I know that," Norma
responded.

"Anything!" Shelly begged again, still on her knees.

"Anything?" Norma replied.

Shelly suddenly looked at her quite puzzled.

"Will do you indeed do anything sweetheart, like you just said?  Answer me
now," Norma demanded.

"I think you're quite a beautiful girl you know," Norma said as she smiled,
trying to play things a little softer, but also clue Shelly in to her
thinking.

Shelly was still silent and looked caught off guard, notions starting to
slowly dawn on her simple heterosexual mind.

"I, uh, have certain interests, certain needs, that need taken care of,"
Norma explained.

"But I demand a lot and I expect a lot, and so I ask again, will you do
anything to save your job?" Norma went on.

Before Shelly might have responded, Norma threw in one last reminder.

"If not, this matter of theft will mean we will have to part ways.  But you
can apply at the lumberyard or...entertain men down the street at, well, I
think you know where," Norma said.

"I . . I will do anything," Shelly said with teary resolve.

"Good, because you will do any and every thing, anytime I want, at the drop
of a hat, do we understand each other?  We will become very close and
intimate," Norma stated.

"Close and intimate?" Shelly asked confusedly.

"Very close and very intimate," Norma responded, trying to hide her sexual
excitement.

"Do you understand me yet dear?" Norma pressed.

"I . . .yes," Shelly said as it finally all dawned on her, her eyes
shifting then returning to Norma's.

"Now you get in this booth behind me and start massaging my shoulders,"
Norma commanded, as the thrill of domination rushed through her.

And Shelly started doing just that, rubbing her neck and shoulders.  Norma
closed her eyes for a moment and let out a relaxing sigh.  Norma could tell
Shelly was new to this but she loved that she had her under her control.
It was getting her so hot, so moist.

"That's good sweetheart, now I want you to lick and kiss my neck for me,
ok?" Norma asked.

"Whatever you want," Shelly said resignedly.  She was disgusted, but, deep
down, a mix of unconscious urges stirred.

The first kisses were quite a rush as Shelly softly kissed her neck like a
lover would do.  The kisses gave Norma goosebumps they felt so good.  Norma
loved this idea of this beautiful young woman serving this woman old enough
to be her mother.  Norma moaned as Shelly licked up her neck like a cat.
Shelly's saliva on her made her quiver with pleasure.  Her concentration on
her work was completely over for the night.  Norma just closed her eyes as
Shelly continued to softly kiss and lick all over her neck and her ears.
It was so wonderfully sick and twisted.  If only Shelly knew what more sick
stuff Norma planned.

Norma decided to get her started.  She leaned her back up against the wall
in the booth and put her legs up on booth seat so that her feet hang over
the edge of the booth seat.  "Shelly, I need a foot massage."

Shelly got out of the booth she was in and got down on her hands and knees
in front of Norma's feet and gently removed Norma's casual brown low heel
pumps, making the soft `shuff' sound as the leather slid away from the
nylon.  Norma was wearing stay up thigh highs.  Norma wiggled her
stockinged toes, comfortably free of the shoes.  Shelly was disgusted, she
could smell Norma's pungent sweaty feet, but she knew this was her life now
and tried her best to massage Norma's moist feet.

Norma smiled and laughed in her head at how poorly Shelly was at massaging
feet, but she said nothing.  This massage was just a stepping stone anyway
for Norma.  She was easing in Shelly to her true aim, her true desire.

"Now dear, remove my thigh highs and suck my toes and lick my feet," Norma
said.

Shelly turned her head up to stare at Norma in shock, her eyes seeming to
plead no to Norma's new demand.

Norma stared back, her eyes indicating no mercy was forthcoming.

"Do it," Norma said forcefully and coldly, shoving one foot into Shelly's
face.

And Shelly got the message and rolled off the thigh highs and placed them
on the table.  She started dragging her tongue from the heel to the toe of
Norma's right foot.  She almost gagged as Norma moaned, thrilled beyond
compare.

Shelly composed herself and moved to the outside of her foot and licked up
the side of Norma's foot, under her ankle and then returned back to licking
her soles.  She licked up her instep.  Norma moaned some more.  With each
lick Shelly could feel herself almost licking away Norma's day's stresses.

Norma then moved her foot forward and pushed it through Shelly's lips,
slipping her toes into her mouth. Three were in her mouth, two against her
cheek, as Shelly began to suck Norma's toes, sucking some warm saltiness
into her mouth.

Shelly could feel Norma's toes wiggle some inside her mouth.  Shelly
removed the toes from her mouth and began sucking on them individually. She
sucked lightly. Her mouth was a little dry, but she pushed on, sucking and
licking, and sucking again.  She licked between the toes some.  Shelly
didn't understand how this came so naturally to her and Norma didn't
either.

"You are so cute with my toes in your mouth," Norma said, feeling sadistic
glee.

After Shelly licked and sucked some more, Norma stood before the booth
table and removed most of her clothes and had Shelly slowly remove her
panties.  That got Norma hot, having Shelly remove those panties.  Shelly
knew what order from Norma was coming, but Norma told her to first lick her
legs and thighs.  Norma could hardly keep her knees from buckling as she
felt Shelly slowly kiss and lick up her calves, knees, and thighs.  She
moaned so loud as Shelly planted kisses up and down her thighs and also
placed wet kisses in a clear trail down to Norma's navel.

Norma laid down on the booth table and ordered Shelly to eat her out.
Norma thought it delightfully twisted and thrilling to refer to it that way
in a diner, food and sex acts turned her on.  Shelly slowly move towards
her pussy, her lips brushing it gently, kissing her lips, and then sliding
her tongue between them.  The moan that escaped Norma sent a thrill through
the room.  Shelly drew circles around Norma's pearl with her tongue,
letting just the tip of it brush her clit.  Shelly's lips enveloped her and
swallowed the juices.

Shelly continued tasting her, her tongue moving faster now, licking up and
down, swirling against Norma's clit, playing with it, sucking on it.  Norma
couldn't get enough of this.  Norma's hands are in Shelly's hair, on her
shoulders, grabbing her neck, even scratching her neck a little.  Shelly's
fingers slide inside of Norma with an urgency that could no longer be
contained. Shelly could feel sweat soaked Norma pulsing, hear the ragged
breaths.  Norma came almost instantly.  Norma's hands gradually relent and
she heaved for air.

Norma laid for a second, savoring the moment, and then sat herself up and
had Shelly hand her her clothes so she can put them on, but she doesn't put
her panties back on.  Norma told Shelly she did good and sent her home.
Mission accomplished Norma thought.  Now Shelly was her little slave bitch.

The next day at the diner, Norma had Shelly fetch her coffee and the
newspaper.  Little acts of domination, which would become more and more
routine over time.  Later she had Shelly get down on her knees and kiss her
feet (in her low heel pumps) and kiss her legs in the kitchen.  Norma then
held one heel in one hand and the back of Shelly's head with the other and
pushed Shelly's face into her smelly shoe.  But otherwise, Norma left her
alone.  As Norma's mother always said: Good things come to those who wait.

And the day after that she ordered Shelly into the kitchen.  Shelly just
stood there silent, waiting.  Norma was feeling frisky that day and backed
Shelly up to the wall and kissed her softly on the lips.  Shelly tasted so
sweet, all of her reluctance and confusion was delicious to Norma, she
could taste it.  Norma even took long awkward licks up and down her face,
just because she could and Shelly couldn't protest or show any distaste.

"Oh, you smell so good sweetheart, and taste good too," Norma said.

"I...I don't know what's going on," Shelly said.

"Good, I like to confuse and torment you," Norma replied with a cruel
smile.  She then kissed her again for a bit while she caressed Shelly's
hair. Then she started kissing and licking Shelly on her left cheek, ear,
and neck.  Norma hugged Shelly to her while she still continued to kiss
Shelly's ear and neck. She then groped Shelly's nyloned thighs and ass a
while as she continued slipping tongue into Shelly's mouth.  What a thrill
these kitchen moments were.  Then she commanded Shelly to start necking
her.  After that, Norma left her alone that day.

The day after those Norma did want her next full debaucherous round with
Shelly.  She rushed the last diners out and closed up some minutes early;
she pulled down the diner's shades for privacy.  Shelly noticed, but kept
doing her cleaning.

Norma wore the same brown low heel pumps (with or without tan or beige or
skintone thigh highs or hose) every day and her shoes and feet became
cheesy and rank after all the long hours every day.  Her sweaty achy feet
were ready for relaxation and pleasure.

Norma took two warm 12 inch lattice-topped apple pies from the oven and
placed them on the floor in the middle of the diner.  She pulled over a
chair, her shoed feet some inches from the pies.  She could feel the sexual
excitement building about the sick taboo thing she was about to do.

"Shelly, stop what you're doing and get over here," Norma commanded.

Shelly stopped wiping and looked over, an expressionless look on her pretty
face.  Then she walked over.

"Sit down on the ground," Norma said as she watched Shelly obey.

"It's time to play sweetie.  Time to serve me and please me, right?" Norma
asked.

"Yes Norma," Shelly answered, appearing unfazed about whatever she might
have expected might happen.

Norma removed her shoes.  Shelly wrinkled her nose in disgust as the smell
of Norma's shoe and feet drifted up to her.  Norma noticed and smiled
sadistically.  Then Norma slowly removed her stockings and threw them at
Shelly.  One hit Shelly's soft pretty face and Shelly, humiliated, set them
aside on the floor.

Boy, her feet were flush and sweaty and rank and aching from a whole day
serving customers.

"You watch now," Norma ordered.  She stepped on to the ground and walked to
the pies.

Norma felt like the most powerful and horny woman in the world as she super
gently caressed the top of the pie with her sweaty stinky foot.  Norma
skipped a breath as she first slipped her right foot forward into the
bottom of the pie.  The warm apple filling felt so damn good oozing between
her toes and covering her soles.  Norma craned her head back in ecstasy and
moaned a little.  Norma did the same with her left foot into the other pie.
All that sweat and ache from her feet seemed to disappear into the pies and
she loved the gross thought of that.

Shelly watched on as grinning Norma would slowly and gently pull her feet
from each pie to admire the sight of the pie filling and apple pieces on
her feet and between her toes.  Then Norma would ease each foot back in,
pushing them into new areas of the pies, trying to get her feet into warm
parts of the pie and get more and more apple pieces and filling caught
between her toes.

This was a waitress's dream Norma realized, to have your feet in the very
food you served everyday.  Her brain was overwhelmed by the sheer sadistic
dominant sensational pleasure of doing all this.

Norma pulled over another chair she had put aside and rested her right leg
on it so her pie-covered foot was nearer to Shelly's slave face.

"I want that foot licked spotless, do you hear me?" Norma asked.

"Yes Mistress," Shelly responded but appeared to pause or try to reposition
herself.

"Well what are you waiting for you dumb cunt?" Norma insisted.

"Nothing, I'm sorry Mistress," Shelly said, now shaken into faster action.

Shelly got right to licking and sucking.  She started to lick Norma's sole
clean of pie and then she worked her way up to licking Norma's toes and
then sucking them and licking them some more.

Shelly's tongue and feeling the food come off her feet drove Norma wild.
She gripped the chair to try to tamp down the crazy pleasure of the
sensations.  She closed her eyes and bit her lip at times as Shelly licked
and sucked all over her feet and ankles.

When Norma's feet were cleaned of the pie, she noticed that Shelly also
mixed in gentle kisses to her feet.  She wondered if Shelly was getting
into this, she hoped so as passionate slaves were more obedient ones.

Norma ran her finger down each foot to check if they were cleaned and all
she felt was saliva.  Satisfied, she stood up and walked to and sat on the
diner counter.  She hiked up her skirt a little and Shelly got the picture
and stuck her head up there and ate her out.  Soon Norma was moaning so
loud someone outside the diner might have heard.  Someone like Hank.

Hank was Norma's former sex slave turned petty criminal.  He was out of
prison but Norma wouldn't give him the time of day.  No job and no help.
Still, he was obsessed with her and sometimes like to spy on her.

Days after Hank heard moans coming from the diner, he was determined to get
a look this time.  He wanted to see her slave, he guessed it would be a
female.

It was crisp but sunny day, a little after noon, and Hank wanted to see
Norma and chit chat and get some coffee.  He was flabbergasted to see the
diner was closed until 3 PM.  "For Repairs" the sign said.  That was not
like Norma.  She almost never closed except on certain holidays.

The shades were pulled and he listened for a second and heard nothing.  He
was half turned around when he heard a faint something.  It was talking.

"Please please Audrey, do it for me, you'll like it," he heard Norma say.

"She'll really do it, you're sure?" Audrey Hayward said.

"Yes, Audrey yes," Norma said with exasperation.

Hank was confused.  What was precocious rich Audrey Hayward doing in there?
There was a gap in the shades and he finally got a glimpse in.

Audrey was sitting in chair in the center of the diner with her plaid
knee-length skirt and black and white saddle shoes on, no socks.

Norma was sitting close by in a chair and sipping a bottle of beer.

And Hank was shocked to see Shelly Briggs on her nyloned knees with her
heeels off like five feet from Audrey and Shelly was staring at her.  Hank
was even more shocked to see two large cherry pies on the floor in front of
Audrey.

"Audrey, you know me, you trust me, please indulge me.  Indulge yourself,"
Norma pleaded.

"Alright," Audrey said, "just this once."

Audrey slipped off her saddle shoes and bit her lip and took her right foot
and gently inserted it into the pie.  Then she slipped her other foot into
the other pie.

"Well?" Norma asked.

Audrey smiled and turned her face to Norma's, "I can't lie.  It feels
great."  Then Audrey went back to looking down and inching her feet deeper
into the warm cherry pies.

Hank knew Norma was a little crazy and super kinky, but he was still
stunned.

After a bit of time, Norma, three beers in, turned to Shelly said, "Alright
doggie, get over there and eat your dessert."

Audrey lustily looked at Shelly and slowly shifted the pies forward a tad,
inviting Shelly to serve her.

Shelly crawled over and got down and slathered her tongue on the cherry pie
covered tops of Audrey's feet.

Audrey was gripping her chair.  Her face contorted in disgust and then she
lightly moaned.  Shelly kept licking until Audrey poked her toes a bit out
of the pie for Shelly's consumption.

Audrey moaned louder and Shelly worked her toes.  It was sight to behold,
Hank was hard as a rock.

Hank bumped his head on the window and Norma glanced over in his direction.
Norma said nothing.  But Hank ran off in fear.  He'd seen plenty anyway.

Days after that saw FBI Special Agent Dan Cooper was engaged in
surveillance of wealthy sawmill owner and Chinese American Jackie Palmer.
Agent Cooper had a suspicion that Jackie might be involved in the death of
her late husband Andrew Palmer, perhaps aided by rogue FBI agent Earl
Windham.

Cooper had followed Jackie on her long arduous hike through the mountains
and woods.  He was convinced she'd try to meet Windham, but nothing turned
up.  She just hiked alone.  She wore a big warm coat Andrew had once bought
her, her skintight jogging pants and hiking boots.

Cooper activated and spoke into a microphone attached to his lapel,
connected to a small, Walkman-sized tape recorder clipped to his belt.

"Diane, 2:15 in the afternoon here in Lumberton.  Boy, this sure beats that
plane hijacking assignment.  The trees are really something out here.  And
the bagels out here are to die for, but I have nothing yet on Jackie
Palmer.  She's either very careful or very innocent.  She has just exited
the woods here near Arlene's Diner so I have to go.  But if you ever get up
this way, Diane, the pie at Arlene's is worth a stop."

It was the day after Thanksgiving and Arlene's was empty.  Cooper watched
Jackie become the afternoon's first customer.  He waited a bit and then
decided he had to get a look in case she was making contact with Windham
using the diner.

What he saw shocked him.  Jackie had taken off her coat and was wearing a
black T shirt, she had sweat under her armpits he could tell.  She was at
the diner counter which Norma stood on barefoot.  Norma's black flats were
placed in front of her and Jackie was smiling while biting her lip and
placing streusel-topped cream cheese filled danishes and cherry filled
danishes right into Norma' s flats as Norma looked down smiling.

Then Jackie watched intensely as Norma stepped into the flats and danish
filling and icing oozed out a bit from the flats and the tiny bit of gap
between the toes you could see of Norma's feet in the flats.  Jackie seemed
so happy and excited by all this.

Norma moaned and looked like she'd just taken a hit of heroin.  She walked
back and forth on the counter, loving the feel of the danishes under her
feet in her flats.

Then she stepped onto a diner stool and onto the floor.  Norma then picked
up a tray of 9 or 10 filled danishes and placed them on the diner floor
near Jackie.

"Jackie, you should take off your boots and crush these," said Norma.

"That, that would be fun," Jackie confessed.

"Shelly here wants to watch you step on them, right Shelly?" Norma asked.

"Yes ma'am," Shelly said while sitting on the ground shoeless in her
nylons.

"See there, now c'mon," Norma remarked devilishly.

"But my feet are gross, they are all sweaty and stink," Jackie explained.

"That's when it's best to step into food Jackie, now come on, let loose for
once," Norma urged.

Jackie bent down and unlaced her boots one at a time and yanked them off.
Her white socks were dirty and sweaty and she peeled them off.

She looked at Norma with one last glance of uncertainty and Norma simply
pointed at the danishes.  So Jackie stepped her dainty right foot into 3
danishes for the top, middle, and heel of her foot.  "Ooh" was all she
could get out as cream cheese and cherry filling rose between her toes and
on the side of her foot.

Jackie had never felt so good in her entire life, not even Andrew made her
feel like this.

She did the same with her left foot and was overcome with relaxation and
lust.

She loved that her foot sweat was going into these danishes.  She thought
this was the best foot massage ever.

She pressed her toes into the sticky soft danishes, the wanton act of
destruction thrilling her.  She made sure her toes found all the cream
cheese and cherry filling.  The feeling of the cream cheese and cherry
between her toes and even oozed onto the top of her feet from between her
toes felt fantastic.  Unbelievable.

Norma stood and watched Jackie with satisfaction, dipping her own sticky
bare feet in and out of the danish-filled flats.  She felt great and she
was proud of her handiwork.

"Shelly dear, get over here," Norma ordered.

Shelly crawled slowly over.

"Now I want you to lick Jackie's feet clean as she stands in those
danishes.  Lick until she wants you to stop," Norma said.

"Yes mistress," Shelly said.

Jackie looked down curiously as Shelly bent her head down and gently
slathered her tongue over the skin on the top of Jackie's feet.  The tops
of Jackie's feet had a little cream cheese and/or cherry filling smeared on
parts of them.  Shelly kissed and licked and Jackie cooed and moaned.
Norma took pictures and smiled at the total control she had over Shelly.

Norma pulled a chair over for Jackie to plop down in.  This allowed Jackie
to stretch her legs out and rest her heels on the smashed danishes and
point her toes up toward the ceiling so Shelly could lick her toes more
easily.

Shelly licked up and down Jackie's feet, licking all danish filling from
the wrinkles and cracks on Jackie's beautiful soft feet.  Then Shelly
licked between Jackie's toes and then sucked on them individually and
sucked two or three together.  Jackie was going wild, delerious with
pleasure.

Shelly opened her mouth and placed Jackie's right foot right on her lips.
Shelly slowly enveloped the foot with her mouth, sucking and slurping on
her toes.  As the foot went further in, Shelly used her tongue to rub and
press on the ball of Jackie's foot.  Jackie wiggled her toes in Shelly's
soft vulnerable throat.

Agent Cooper found that he had some wood for the lumberyard in his pants
from watching all of this.  As Shelly took Jackie's other foot into her
mouth, Cooper turned away and left.  An FBI Special Agent needed to uphold
the highest of standards and Dan knew his arousal was a betrayal of his
sacred duty to the law.

Agent Cooper may have been dome with temptation but temptation was not done
with him.  He found himself obsessed with Norma Johnson and her deviant
foot fetish lifestyle.  He tricked himself into believing she could somehow
be connected to the crazed libertine Earl Windham.

It was days later and Arlene's Diner was hosting a private party for the
local girls' soccer team.  The 12 year old girls loved the diner and loved
Norma and Shelly.  Cooper watched the championship celebration party
despite it offering no help in finding Windham.

Lana Blackburn coached the girl's team and she was in a full soccer
uniform.  She liked to practice with the girls before games and be really
active during the games.  Soccer cleats clacked on the diner floor as the
girls restlessly walked or danced around their party booth table.

Lana was tall and firm, a beautiful athletic soccer mom Dan thought.  Her
cleats were a little muddy and her long white socks were a bit too.  It was
a rainy muddy championship game.  She had her blonde hair in a ponytail.

Coach Lana gave a little speech to the girls and then proceeded to remove
her shin guards while the girls gave some speeches.  The cleats were
uncomfortable on her feet, but at least her legs could breath without the
shin guards now that her long socks were balled up around her ankles.

The pizza arrived.  Arlene's Diner didn't do pizza catering, so Norma
ordered out.  She and Shelly carried in the full sheets of pizza.  Right
away Coach Lana noticed that Norma ordered like 5 full sheets of pepperoni
pizza when one was enough for the 8 girls and her.

Agent Cooper noticed that Lana and Norma seemed to have a familiarity with
each other. They hugged with warm embrace.  Lana turned around to observe
what the girls were debating in the booth when Norma put her arms around
Lana's waist from behind.  Cooper knew then how they close they were.

Norma whispered into Lana's ear from behind.  Lana listened and then gave
Norma a look like "Are you serious?"  Norma kept whispering.  Lana seemed
reluctant and then cracked a smile.  She whispered something back at Norma.

Lana approached the girls.  "Hey ladies, guess who bet against us in this
game?"

The girls stopped and looked puzzled, some asked who.

"Norma's waitress Shelly over there bet against us, can you believe that?"
Some girls booed.  It was a lie, Cooper could tell.  But a lie for what
purpose?  Shelly looked over from near the cash register, puzzled, but did
not challenge the assertion as Norma gave her a look that seemed to demand
she go along with it.

"Shelly, come here, right now," Lana ordered.

Shelly came over, looking down in confused guilt.

"Sit and watch," Lana told her.  Shelly sat, humiliating herself in front
of the girls.

"Girls, I'm gonna show Shelly and her boss Norma here what happens to
people who bet against us in soccer," Lana explained with a devilish smile.

Lana took a box of full sheet pepperoni pizza and placed it on the ground
as the girls watched, still puzzled.  The party quieted as she sat down in
a chair and starting unlacing her cleats.  It was not easy, she tied them
good.  Lana was so excited, she worked to yank them off.  The cleats were
uncomfortable.  Her feet looked much paler than the rest of her leg,
probably from being in sweaty damp socks for that long.

One girl got closer as Lana stood and smirked at Shelly and then stepped
her damp sweaty pale feet into the hot pizza.  The sauce and cheese were
hot and it felt so good on the soles of her feet and between her toes.  The
edges of her feet and toes were red now due to the pizza's heat and the red
sauce.  More sauce pushed between her toes as pressed them into the pizza.

Norma was sitting, jealously watching Lana leave footprints in the pizza.
Norma remembered how Lana entered her perverse foot world months ago.  The
diner was closed one night, but Norma accidentally left the door open.
Lana, dressed in a track suit and cleats, barged in unawares, hoping to get
coffee and pie to go and instead caught Shelly eating pecan pie from
Norma's feet while Norma sipped her coffee and relaxed after the hard day.
Norma was upset at first, but Lana was too exhausted and cold from the
night outside to freak out.  Norma invited her to sit down.  Lana watched
as Norma explained.  When Shelly finished with Norma, Norma had Shelly get
another pecan pie for Lana's feet.  Norma would never forget Lana's moans
from that night.

And now Norma watched as Lana stomped a pizza as her girls, her soccer
team, and Shelly watched on.  Norma couldn't believe Lana agreed to go this
far.  Lana's breasts were perky as she thoroughly enjoyed smashing and
mashing every inch of the sheet pizza under her stained feet.  Under the
pizza cheese and sauce, the sticky smashed slippery crust felt so good on
Lana's soles.

12 year old Ginnie Roberts (Virginia Roberts) came and sat next to Norma in
a booth.  She was a redhead with the face of a model.  Norma never really
noticed her much before, not until Ginnie slowly quietly slipped her hand
onto Norma's thigh.  Norma noticed immediately and when she saw the girl
look at her, a bolt of electricity went up her whole body.  Norma smiled
back at the girl.

Lana stepped and smeared.  She kneaded the pizza with her toes over and
over again.  She walked on that pizza for a half hour before it was ready
to eat.  Lana ordered Shelly with her finger.  Lana looked down with
sadistic glee as Shelly bent down and licked the sauce from between her
toes and off of her heels, soles, arches, and ankles.  Lana really enjoyed
having her feet licked and especially having her toes sucked.  Lana could
feel the cheese wrapped around her toes slurped right off as the girls
watched, shocked.

All the while, Norma gently, slowly moved her hand up Ginnie's creamy soft
thigh.  Then down Ginnie's soccer shorts to her warm spot. The girl had
little hair down there and this naughtiness turned on Norma enormously.

Then Lana stepped out of the pizza and escorted Shelly to the kitchen where
Shelly ate her out on a cooking table.  Then, barefooted, Lana came back
out, her face flushed red, and celebrated the rest of the party with her
girls, who asked a lot about the pizza crushing.  She didn't tell them how
Shelly licked her out in the kitchen.  She didn't tell them how she held
Shelly's hair, how she sweated and grinded her cunt into Shelly's tongue.

Agent Cooper left, struggling internally with how to deal with his
erection.  This wasn't in the FBI manual, he thought frightfully.

***

In the days that followed, Norma had formed a little wicked team of Shelly
the slave, Ginnie and Tina from the girl's soccer team.  Norma took the
trio to Mary Ann's Bakery.

You see, Mary Ann, the middle aged owner, owed Norma money because Norma
loaned her some money to keep her afloat.  Norma didn't like it when she
did not get repaid for her kindness.

"Hi Norma, hi Shelly," Mary Ann asked as they all entered.  Mary Ann wore a
blue cardigan sweater and a gray skirt and pantyhose and flats.

"Why Ginnie Roberts, what are you doing here sweetheart?" Mary Ann.

"Norma picked us up from soccer," Ginnie answered cheerfully, her cleats
noisy on the bakery floor.

"Who's your friend?" Mary Ann asked.  She loved kids.

"This is Tina, when I told her we were coming here, Tina wanted to come
along so badly," Ginnie answered again with a smile.

"Oh, that's nice," Mary Ann said.

"Yea, I thought we'd have a lot fun here," Ginnie said with almost a smirk.

"Yes, I have taken the girls here under my wing so to speak," Norma spoke
up.

Norma explained, "I'm teaching them about business, about money."

"Yeah, and Norma said you owe her money but haven't paid up," Ginnie said
precociously.

"That's . . . true, honey," Mary Ann said, nodding her for a
moment,uncomfortably caught off guard.

Norma nodded at Ginnie, as if she had given a command.

Norma took Mary Ann back into Mary's Ann's office.  Ginnie motioned to
Tina.  Shelly watched as Ginnie kicked off her cleats and walked in her
long socks behind the bakery counter.  Shelly couldn't fully see what
Ginnie was up to, but she was removing two desserts from the display case.

There was some raised voices coming from Mary Ann's office.  Must have been
argument, Shelly thought.  She knew how Norma could be when one owed Norma.

Shelly then heard a sound, a familiar sound.  The sound of a pie tin
crinkling on the floor, impacted.

"Oh wow," Ginnie moaned, her eyes closed.

Shelly peaked over and saw to her shock that Ginnie had each of her bare
sweaty pale feet in a buckeye (chocolate peanut butter) pie, the thick
filling pushed out between the girl's toes.  Her removed socks were in the
display case where the pies used to be.  Ginnie tried to lift her foot out
of one pie, but she couldn't and the whole pie tin rose with her foot.

"Haha, oh my god Ginnie, they're stuck, that's great!" Tina exclaimed,
watching, still seemingly afraid of the plan.

Ginnie braced herself, moaned more and looked so wickedly happy.

"Tina, get those cleats off already, you're missing the fun!" Ginnie said
impatiently.

"C'mon now, Norma gave us a job to do," Ginnie added.

That got nervous Tina moving.  She strained but was able to yank yer cleats
off without untying the double knots.

Then Ginnie started picking up other pastries and desserts and dumping then
on the floor.

Tina carefully stepped around some mess and took out the long tray of
cheese, cherry, and apple danishes and placed it gently on the ground.
Ginnie stopped to watch, her feet still planted in the buckeye pies.

"What are you waiting for?  Go for it," Ginnie said.

That was all that Tina needed to hear, she yanked off her long soccer socks
and threw them into the display case where the danishes formerly were.  The
girls laughed.

Tina pressed one sweaty foot into two danishes and cherry filling surged up
between her toes.  Then the she put her other foot into two more danishes
and apple filling rose between her toes as her heel landed in cream cheese
filling.

"Ohhh," Tina moaned, it felt so great to feel these danishes under her
feet, crushing them.

Tina's heart was racing, she was being bad and loving every minute of it.
She was free.  She thought of all of Mary Ann's hard work as she stepped on
the rest of the danishes and enjoyed how they felt under her feet and
between her toes.

Mary Ann came out of the back crying and shrieked when she saw what Ginnie
and Tina were doing.

"WHAT ARE YOU DOING YOU LITTLE BITCHES!"

Mary Ann charged at the twelve year old Ginnie.

Ginnie stood her ground and started hitting Mary Ann in the head as Mary
Ann tried and failed to grab her.  Mary Ann pulled back and tried again and
Tina threw a muffin at her, Ginnie's feet still planted in the pies.

Norma restrained Mary Ann by putting her arm around her neck to hold her
back

Ginnie yelled, "Next time you pay up you cheap old whore!"

"Let me go!" Mary Ann yelled.

Then Ginnie added, "I'm gonna tell everybody in this town how great it
feels to step in your shitty bakery you old cunt!"

Mary Ann, further provoked, struggled to escape Norma, but Norma only
tightened her arm into nearly a choke around Mary Ann's neck.

"My girls are going to finish their fun, do you understand?" Norma said
angrily.

Mary Ann's scared face almost turned purple, she couldn't respond.  Norma
held her as Ginnie and Tina paused to watch and laugh, enjoying the rush.

Tina took out the long tray of fruit pies and motioned tauntingly to Mary
Ann and placed it on the ground.  Then she looked Mary Ann right in the
eyes and smirked and planted her feet in two separate apple pies.

***

Norma arrived home after the eventful evening at Mary Ann's Bakery.  She
was horny after all the evil fun.  She was proud of how she had corrupted
Ginnie and Tina, how she turned the girls into food crushing feet
fetishists like her.

She sat in one of Shelly's kitchen chairs and hiked up her dress, signaling
to Shelly that she wanted to be eaten out.  Shelly took notice and got on
her knees. Norma wasn't wearing panties.

Norma could feel Shelly's hot breath on her pussy.  Shelly started kissing
and licking Norma's thighs, she knew how Norma liked it.  Norma moaned.

Shelly planted little pecks and longer kisses on the insides of Norma's
thighs, and all around her mound, and right on her cunt lips.

Shelly started with long slow licks along the length of the slit back and
forth.  Her head bobbed back and forth and then she would pause and suck
the clit.  Shelly was working Norma's clit, and then thrusting with her
tongue.

Norma was close and held Shelly's head and pushed Shelly's face into her.
Shelly stuck her tongue as deep inside as it could go and Norma came and
loudly.

Now Norma was ready for bed, so she would be ready for another week of
debauchery.