danza
09-22-2002, 4:32 PM
The next morning I woke up with a terrible headache. I felt a heavy pressure on my chest and when I opened my eyes, I saw one of Yamina's friends was sitting on my chest. She just sat there and talked to her friends and didn't think more of me then a worthless cushion. I was too tired and I just let her. After a while the guards yelled something and we were chained again for our weekly walk outside.
Later that afternoon, I was called to one of the meeting rooms and a woman from the ambassy came over to visit me. I hoped she could do something for me, but how wrong can one be. When I came in, I saw a tall blond lady, about 5'8", well figured but not fat. I guessed she was in her late thirties. She was wearing a red jacket, white blouse and red skirt. She had on matching red, ankle high boots.
I said hello to here and put out my hand to greet her. "Silent !" she yelled at me and slapped me in the face. "Don't you stupid teens realize that every time you get in trouble, I have to come out all the way here? It's a long drive along bumpy roads and in the hot sun. And then I have to walk up all the way here, just to talk to some dumb girl who wanted to make fast money smuggling drugs?". "But I..." I tried to tell here but again she slapped me in the face. "Silent I said, I'm in a very bad mood and your stupid talking doesn't make my mood any better" she said in a loud voice.
She sat down and took a drink of water. She looked down at her boots. "Damn, they are dirty from walking through the sand. Get on your knees, little bitch and clean them!". I got on my knees and wanted to start cleaning them with my sleeve. "Not like that ! Use your tongue !" she said as she put one of her boots on my hand. When I hesitated she stood up and put her weight on my hand. It hurted a lot so I started doin what she asked. My tongue started licking the dusty leather of her boot. First the tops and then the sides. The warm leather was rough on my tongue. She got a little more relaxed and sat down again.
I kept on licking while she opened her briefcase and got out some papers. "Keep on doin a good job and I might put in a good word for you." she said as I continued to lick all the dust away from around her heels. When her left shoe was clean, I started to do the same for the right one. As good as it was possible, I even got my tongue under her soles. All the time, she didn't even look down at me. After a while she leaned back and put my face away from her feet. She unzipped her boots and took them of. I could already smell her bare feet as she took them of. "Yew" she said, "that's what happens when you wear boots here in this damn hot country. They stink, huh?". I could only agree, as my face was so close to them. I looked at her large feet with her toenails painted nice red, like here outfit. "Well, clean them like you cleaned my boots, stupid bitch".
I leaned forward and started licking her toes. They were warm and damp but it wasn't as bad as licking the feet of Yamina or one of here friends. Their feet would not only be sweaty but also ditry from the sand and rough with calusses so licking this woman's feet was kind of easy. As she sat back and relax, my tongue went between her toes and licked them spotless. I even licked some toejam from between her toes and swallowed it. The taste of her footsweat made my tongue dry. "You do a good job there girl, keep up and I will write down some nice things about you." That was my cue, thinking she just might do that, I started licking and sucking her large feet like crazy and I didn't even noticed the smell anymore.
After a while she was happy and told me to put my head on the floor sideways. I laid down and I felt her starting to rub her feet dry on my hair. Suddenly, like my head would explode, she stood up and used me like a doormat. She stood up with both feet on my head, wiping her feet through my hair. I didn't know what she was doing but she just kept standing on my head. My ears started ringing and I could feel the blood pumping through my head. I was trapped between her warm soles and the cold stone floor. She stayed on there for at least ten minutes or so I guessed.
When she got off and sat down again, the blood rush back in my head again and I was realy dizzy. I tried to come up but I only could do that very slow. "That was fun." she said, "I should do that more often. Maybe I should get you out and have you as a personal slave myself." What? Was she kidding? She should be here to help me and get me out of here, but so far I was not better of here then back in my cell with Yamina and her friends. "Here you go" she said as she hold up some papers. "I wrote down you were tricked by your boyfriend and that we have arrested him back home for doin that. Your lawyer will get you out of here with this statement within a few weeks." I looked at her with disbelief. "Oh yes, you will be out of here soon, but don't expect to get home soon because I will have you back in here in no time. I guess that's not what you want, huh?". I shook my head. "Good, then I will have some fun with you myself...".
"Well, time to go, but first..." she looked at me with an evil grin. "Sit up straight agianst this chair". I did as she told me. She raised her foot and pushed my head backwards. Then she raised her skirt and I saw she was wearing a white thong. She dropped it and she sat down on my face. She wiggled a little until her pussy was over my mouth. "Open up" she ordered and I knew what she planned to do. Afraid she might write down something else, I did. I could feel her relax and a moment later, a hot stream of piss went into my mouth. I swallowed it down as fast as I could as she kept on peeing. It went on for about a minute or so, although it felt like forever. After that she kept sittig there on my face while she put her boots back on. I just tried to keep breathing with my face burried in her round ass. She even farted one time while she was sitting there.
When she had put her boots on, I could feel her put her feet on my upper legs. Then she stood up and I could feel her heels stung deep in my flesh. My eyes started to cry from the pain this caused. She just stood there and looked down at me over her shoulder. "Well, what do you prefer, serving me or stay here in prison for the next few years?" she asked. "I will do all you want me to but please get me out of here" I begged her. She smiled and stepped off of my legs.
I got up and she handed me a glass of water. I drank it down happily so it would wash away the taste of her footsweat and piss in my mouth. For the first time in over a week I could also see myself in the mirror. My face looked pretty bad. I got one black eye and the rest of my face was also scratched and bruised. Me right jaw was swollen, probably from her standing on my face. Overall my clothes were dirty and torned. I looked like a real mess, especialy with this gorgeous looking lady in red beside me.
She just smiled and called out for the guard to end the meeting. "Here you go" she said as she handed me a pack of cigarettes. "Try to stay friends with your cellmates and the guards and I will see you in a few days here. And if you stay good, you might be gettin out of here in a few weeks." And then she grab me by my blouse and pulled me close to her face. "But if you don't be a good girl" she hissed in my face, "prepare yourself for a long stay in here". She spitted in my face and pushed me away from her. "Stupid kids, thinking it's easy to get some fast money out here..." she said as she left the room. I was escorted back to my cell...
Later that afternoon, I was called to one of the meeting rooms and a woman from the ambassy came over to visit me. I hoped she could do something for me, but how wrong can one be. When I came in, I saw a tall blond lady, about 5'8", well figured but not fat. I guessed she was in her late thirties. She was wearing a red jacket, white blouse and red skirt. She had on matching red, ankle high boots.
I said hello to here and put out my hand to greet her. "Silent !" she yelled at me and slapped me in the face. "Don't you stupid teens realize that every time you get in trouble, I have to come out all the way here? It's a long drive along bumpy roads and in the hot sun. And then I have to walk up all the way here, just to talk to some dumb girl who wanted to make fast money smuggling drugs?". "But I..." I tried to tell here but again she slapped me in the face. "Silent I said, I'm in a very bad mood and your stupid talking doesn't make my mood any better" she said in a loud voice.
She sat down and took a drink of water. She looked down at her boots. "Damn, they are dirty from walking through the sand. Get on your knees, little bitch and clean them!". I got on my knees and wanted to start cleaning them with my sleeve. "Not like that ! Use your tongue !" she said as she put one of her boots on my hand. When I hesitated she stood up and put her weight on my hand. It hurted a lot so I started doin what she asked. My tongue started licking the dusty leather of her boot. First the tops and then the sides. The warm leather was rough on my tongue. She got a little more relaxed and sat down again.
I kept on licking while she opened her briefcase and got out some papers. "Keep on doin a good job and I might put in a good word for you." she said as I continued to lick all the dust away from around her heels. When her left shoe was clean, I started to do the same for the right one. As good as it was possible, I even got my tongue under her soles. All the time, she didn't even look down at me. After a while she leaned back and put my face away from her feet. She unzipped her boots and took them of. I could already smell her bare feet as she took them of. "Yew" she said, "that's what happens when you wear boots here in this damn hot country. They stink, huh?". I could only agree, as my face was so close to them. I looked at her large feet with her toenails painted nice red, like here outfit. "Well, clean them like you cleaned my boots, stupid bitch".
I leaned forward and started licking her toes. They were warm and damp but it wasn't as bad as licking the feet of Yamina or one of here friends. Their feet would not only be sweaty but also ditry from the sand and rough with calusses so licking this woman's feet was kind of easy. As she sat back and relax, my tongue went between her toes and licked them spotless. I even licked some toejam from between her toes and swallowed it. The taste of her footsweat made my tongue dry. "You do a good job there girl, keep up and I will write down some nice things about you." That was my cue, thinking she just might do that, I started licking and sucking her large feet like crazy and I didn't even noticed the smell anymore.
After a while she was happy and told me to put my head on the floor sideways. I laid down and I felt her starting to rub her feet dry on my hair. Suddenly, like my head would explode, she stood up and used me like a doormat. She stood up with both feet on my head, wiping her feet through my hair. I didn't know what she was doing but she just kept standing on my head. My ears started ringing and I could feel the blood pumping through my head. I was trapped between her warm soles and the cold stone floor. She stayed on there for at least ten minutes or so I guessed.
When she got off and sat down again, the blood rush back in my head again and I was realy dizzy. I tried to come up but I only could do that very slow. "That was fun." she said, "I should do that more often. Maybe I should get you out and have you as a personal slave myself." What? Was she kidding? She should be here to help me and get me out of here, but so far I was not better of here then back in my cell with Yamina and her friends. "Here you go" she said as she hold up some papers. "I wrote down you were tricked by your boyfriend and that we have arrested him back home for doin that. Your lawyer will get you out of here with this statement within a few weeks." I looked at her with disbelief. "Oh yes, you will be out of here soon, but don't expect to get home soon because I will have you back in here in no time. I guess that's not what you want, huh?". I shook my head. "Good, then I will have some fun with you myself...".
"Well, time to go, but first..." she looked at me with an evil grin. "Sit up straight agianst this chair". I did as she told me. She raised her foot and pushed my head backwards. Then she raised her skirt and I saw she was wearing a white thong. She dropped it and she sat down on my face. She wiggled a little until her pussy was over my mouth. "Open up" she ordered and I knew what she planned to do. Afraid she might write down something else, I did. I could feel her relax and a moment later, a hot stream of piss went into my mouth. I swallowed it down as fast as I could as she kept on peeing. It went on for about a minute or so, although it felt like forever. After that she kept sittig there on my face while she put her boots back on. I just tried to keep breathing with my face burried in her round ass. She even farted one time while she was sitting there.
When she had put her boots on, I could feel her put her feet on my upper legs. Then she stood up and I could feel her heels stung deep in my flesh. My eyes started to cry from the pain this caused. She just stood there and looked down at me over her shoulder. "Well, what do you prefer, serving me or stay here in prison for the next few years?" she asked. "I will do all you want me to but please get me out of here" I begged her. She smiled and stepped off of my legs.
I got up and she handed me a glass of water. I drank it down happily so it would wash away the taste of her footsweat and piss in my mouth. For the first time in over a week I could also see myself in the mirror. My face looked pretty bad. I got one black eye and the rest of my face was also scratched and bruised. Me right jaw was swollen, probably from her standing on my face. Overall my clothes were dirty and torned. I looked like a real mess, especialy with this gorgeous looking lady in red beside me.
She just smiled and called out for the guard to end the meeting. "Here you go" she said as she handed me a pack of cigarettes. "Try to stay friends with your cellmates and the guards and I will see you in a few days here. And if you stay good, you might be gettin out of here in a few weeks." And then she grab me by my blouse and pulled me close to her face. "But if you don't be a good girl" she hissed in my face, "prepare yourself for a long stay in here". She spitted in my face and pushed me away from her. "Stupid kids, thinking it's easy to get some fast money out here..." she said as she left the room. I was escorted back to my cell...