As soon as they get inside Jennys room, they drop you down to their feet. You hit the floor hard and didn't even get up in time to move out of the way of Adriannas gigantic foot. She was rubbing her foot down on you, pressing you into the floor and into her foot.
It was hell, but you realized it was just going to worsen as you heard the girls say they were going to torture you.
" I think we should sit on him until he cries." Jenny suggests.
"or, we can force him to lick our feet, he does feel good down there." Adrianna recommends.
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