Webslut Madison Ch. 14

Madison knelt on the floor behind the cash register. She slowly pulled her phone out of her pocket and handed it to Hannah. "I'm ready," she said.

It had been about a month since Madison had started her new job, and it seemed like every time she went into work, she was in for an adventure. Of course, she had to follow Shawn's wardrobe rules he laid out for her - she wore crop tops with skirts and shorts, or two piece dresses, but her stomach was always exposed and she never wore panties to work. Shawn just had to touch her belly too, each day to make sure she was following her rules. And of course, he would regularly come up behind her and whisper "how's my little slut today?" Or something equally degrading. Madison just smiled and flirted.

But Madison seemed to have too many balls in the air, so to speak. She kept sneaking around to fuck Shawn. And, of course, she found Hannah completely irresistible. And she was trying to keep them from finding out she was sleeping with the other. On top of that, she had to remember to please her online blackmailer, whoever that was, and Dan even came back for a weekend and demanded that she make herself available for him to use.

The hardest part, though, was fitting in her blackmail tasks - usually using Hannah as the camera girl - without arousing too many suspicions. So far, so good. She had managed to get Hannah to film her lifting her skirt and lowering her top, exposing her tits and pussy, very near customers in the store. She had walked around for a half hour wearing nothing but a bikini while Hannah filmed her - Shawn had liked that one a little too much and almost blown her cover. She had been discreetly writing nasty words on her body, and she had even masturbated sitting on a table of merchandise.

But her latest blackmail task really took the cake. "Get that hot friend of yours - Hannah is it? Yeah, Hannah - I want you to worship her feet at work. While the place is a little busy." Of course, there was more to it, but that was the important part. The hard part for Madison, of course, was getting Hannah to go along with her requests. This was seemingly becoming more and more difficult, and Madison knew it.

"I just need you to film me licking your feet," she explained. "And I need you to not ask why." Madison explained. Hannah just shook her head.

"You know, I have friends there. And as if the stuff we have done so far wasn't bad enough! I have done enough to get fired already! And what if there are cameras!"

"Oh, relax - if there were cameras, we'd have been fired already!" Madison said, laughing.

"Okay, Look - I know you are a little on the wild side, and I'm usually willing to go along with it to have a little fun. But this is a step over the line. I mean, I might do it but - I'd really just have to know why you need this so badly."

"Okay, Okay," Madison said. Secretly, she knew there was no way she was telling Hannah the truth. She was just going to have to make something up, and see if it was good enough. She racked her brain, but couldn't think of anything.

The worst part about her situation was that, even though Hannah would probably think it was arousing that someone totally had Madison under his - or her - thumb, it would freak Hannah out if she knew it was a complete stranger rather than someone Madison knew and trusted. But Madison just couldn't think of any legitimate-sounding reason why she would need the video other than the fact that she was being blackmailed and would be completely exposed if she didn't comply.

Finally, she had an idea. "What if - I combined Dan and the online guy, so that it's the same person? I could lie and tell her Dan, this guy I know, is playing a blackmail game with me where he will tell - and more importantly, show - a close male mutual friend of ours how much of a slut I am if I don't follow through?" Madison decided to go for it, and luckily, Hannah not only bought it, but decided to play into it as well.

Madison had explained to Hannah that she had a close friend, Dan, who enjoyed humiliating her, and that he was blackmailing her with her permission, and she found it highly erotic to be forced to perform sexually - like when she did the snow angel video. She explained that she trusted him and he would never hurt her, but that he liked to make it realistic. Hannah actually wondered if everything Madison said was true, but it seemed legit - and after Madison showed Hannah a couple texts from Dan, she was highly aroused at the thought of Madison wanting to be forced like that.

So there Hannah was, standing behind the cash register, holding Madison's phone. Madison had, for the past month, been seemingly wearing less and less clothing to work. Her tops were getting smaller, her shorts and skirts were getting shorter, and these days she seemed to be wearing fewer cardigans and cover-ups to help make up the difference. On this day, she wore a red tube top with a sewn-in liner and a tight light-wash denim skirt and white sandals - nothing else other than jewelry. No panties, no bra.

"Hi there," Madison said from her seat on the floor. Hannah tried to ring up a customer while Madison played. "Are you ready? Can I get started miss? Can I worship your feet?"

Hannah looked around. Thankfully, the customer, a young blonde, was glued to her phone and hadn't heard anything. "Go for it," she said, looking down briefly. It was tough to hold the phone and cash out a customer using only one hand, but Hannah seemed to manage well enough.

The customer walked away as Madison got down on all fours. She looked at Hannah's feet, clad in simple yellow chunky heels with one strap over the top of her foot and one strap around her ankle. They really went well with her mustard- colored floral mini-dress. Looking up at the camera, she licked the top of Hannah's left foot seductively. "Mmmmm," She moaned.

Hannah giggled. She looked around the store. There were a couple of customers, but nobody in the immediate vicinity. She had an idea. Using her hands, she boosted herself up onto the counter, so that she was sitting with her back to the store and her legs dangling on the employees-only side of the counter - the side where Madison knelt.

"Here," she said. "Now I can see your face instead of just the back of your head." Madison looked up and smiled. "Lick it, slut," Hannah ordered. Now that she knew about Dan and the fact that he was blackmailing Madison, she was going to play along as well as she could and actively participate in Madison's humiliation.

Madison smiled, kneeling on the floor. Slowly, she brought Hannah's foot near her face, taking it in, closing her eyes before licking the top of her friend's foot. Keeping her eyes closed, she lowered her head and backed away slightly, and as Hannah raised her big toe up away from the bottom of her shoe, Madison slowly, sensually parted her lips and kissed it. She slowly forced her tongue out of her mouth until she was licking the tip of Hannah's big toe.

"Mmmmm," Madison moaned. In truth, Hannah's foot was not delicious, but Madison did feel humiliated being made to worship it.

"Put my toe in your mouth you dumb bitch!" Hannah commanded after making sure nobody was within earshot. Madison opened her mouth, allowing Hannah's toe to enter, and closed it around the end.

"Suck my toe!" Hannah called out. Madison moaned again. She somehow got past the smell and the taste and the fact that she was quite literally licking dirt off of the bottom of her friends foot, and soon she was nibbling in the toe, sucking hard on it, drawing circles on the bottom of the toe with her tongue. Madison especially liked true way Hannah's white gel pedicured toenails felt in her mouth.

"Here, I have an idea," Hannah said. She handed the phone back to Madison and opened a drawer.

"Mmmmmm," Madison moaned to the camera. "Her feet are so sexy, aren't they?" She blew a kiss.

Her presentation was cut short by Hannah as she picked up the phone and set it aside. She grabbed Madison's arms and held them behind her back. Before Madison could react, Hannah had grabbed a roll of packing tape and was wrapping it around and around, securing her arms in place.

"Hannah!" Madison cried out. "If we get busted I'll never have time to get out of this!"

"Good," said Hannah. "I can walk away like nothing is wrong and you get stuck here half-naked with your arms taped together. So I would do what I say. Got it?" Hannah picked the phone up as she spoke.

"Hannah - I - I'm not half naked, I -"

"Oh, come on, you're dressed like a total slut!" Hannah called out as she unbuckled her shoes and tossed them aside.

"I mean - I'm covered," Madison retorted. Hannah boosted herself back onto the counter.

"Barely," said Hannah. She placed her left foot to one side of Madison's head and her right foot on the other side. "You're a slut."

Madison tried to open her mouth to respond, but Hannah pushed her right foot against the front of the bound girl's face, and as Hannah did this, all that could be heard from the camera's perspective were muffled mumblings.

"Just admit it. You're a slut and you love dressing like one." Madison just nodded. Her face was covered in both of Hannah's feet. She could feel her push start to tingle as the humiliation of what she was doing kicked in. Madison made it over the first mental hurdle, and slowly nodded her head in agreement.

"Then say it," Hannah ordered, briefly moving her feet away.

"I'm a slut," Madison replied.

"And?"

"And I love dressing like a slut. And wearing as little as possible. And letting everyone see me. See?" Madison slowly sat back on her ass, spreading her legs, her pussy revealed to the camera as she went.

"Wow. No panties at work? You're a brave girl," Hannah told her. "Now, What are you going to do today? What kind of slut are you going to be?"

Madison was getting so turned on at the way she was being talked to by Hannah - on camera especially - that she lost control and went overboard. "I'm going to be a foot slut," she said. "I'm going to lick and suck your feet like the dirty slut I am."

"Start with my left," Hannah said. She thrust her left foot forward, looking around again to make sure nobody was watching. Madison leaned forward and sat up on her knees, which incidentally hid her pussy from view when she placed her ass on top her heels and sat with her legs folded together.

"Let's fix that," Hannah thought to herself. With her right foot she reached in between Madison's breasts. After a couple of tries, she caught the top of the red tube top with her big toe, pressed her foot into Madison's chest, and pulled down. Slowly, Madison's tits were revealed to the camera - and in between them, in large black letters, the word she had written there that morning - "slut."

"Slut," said Hannah. "Slut." Madison smiled, making no effort to hide her exposed tits - not that she really could have with her hands tied, but still, she offered no protest. "No panties, no bra, tiny skirt and tiny top. You really do like dressing like a slut. And writing it for everyone to see, apparently, too!" Hannah smirked as she talked.

Madison just smiled and took Hannah's big toe into her mouth. She sucked diligently before adding a second and then a third toe to her waiting mouth. Then, she leaned down and licked the bottom of Hannah's foot from the heel to the toes, mopping up any unsavory bits with her tongue as she went. "I was afraid of getting caught at first," Madison admitted. "But now I just feel like a slut and I don't even care. Let everyone see me licking these sexy feet - at work - tits out. I really am a slut."

Madison began passionately sucking Hannah's left foot, and Hannah began caressing Madison's left nipple with her right foot. "You are a dirty, nasty, little fucking slut," Hannah said.

"Mmmmmm, I love worshipping and cleaning your feet," Madison responded.

"Oh yeah? How do they taste?" Hannah asked.

"Your feet taste delicious, miss," Madison replied. She placed her nose near Hannah's foot and sniffed. "And smell delicious too," although anyone watching saw that she made an unpleasant face as she said this. Hannah backed her left foot away from Madison and thrust her right foot into her face. Madison began giving the other foot the same treatment, licking, sucking and even savoring it. She made luscious smacking sounds as she went.

"Suck my foot you nasty little bitch!" Hannah tormented as Madison went. It only turned Madison on more to be talked to that way. Hannah turned around and saw a customer approaching.

"Here, someone's coming," she said softly. On your back!" Madison didn't have much choice, as Hannah pushed her backward with her foot, and Madison's hands were tied and she was unable to catch herself. Hannah reached down and dragged Madison closer to the edge of the counter, where the customer would have to lean over exceptionally far to see.

Madison looked up. Hannah wasn't exactly dressed like a virgin, either - although she was a lot more covered than Madison was. She was wearing a pair of denim shorts, high waisted, with maybe an inch or so of her belly exposed in between the shorts and the top. The top was a little low-cut but by no means was it obscene.

Madison's tits were still hanging out. As she looked at her friend, she saw Hannah's foot come down directly in front of her mouth. The phone had been placed at the edge of the counter, the camera peeking over the edge and still recording as Madison began to suck Hannah's foot again.

Hannah went about her business, helping the customer, a young woman maybe a couple years younger than Madison. If she suspected anything unusual, she didn't show it. Finally the customer was done and walked away.

Hannah stopped the video and placed Madison's phone on the counter. She reached down and untied Madison's arms, giving her the freedom to pull her top back into position so that at least her breasts were covered, even if most of the rest of her wasn't.

"God that was hot," Madison said. "Like - it would have been really hot if she would have caught me down there licking your feet, you know?"

"Yeah, definitely," said Hannah.

"Just, to be humiliated like that -" Madison trailed off as she started to fantasize. Hannah was fantasizing too - the scenario that had played out was more intense than she thought it would be. Hannah was starting to realize that Madison's humiliation was turning her on as well.

"Um, excuse me," said a male voice in front of them.

"Oh, I'm sorry, can I help you?" Hanna asked. It was an athletic looking guy maybe a year or two older. It was nobody Hannah knew, meaning he had to be a customer.

"Yeah, I just - I was wondering. I need to buy something for my girlfriend. Like - we're going on vacation and I want to get her something really hot to wear."

"Yeah, we can definitely help," Hannah said. "What are you interested in?"

The guy held up a bikini, a pie of shorts, and a top. The bikini was a string bikini with barely enough fabric to cover the nipples or pussy. The shorts were destroyed cheeky shorts with lace-up sides, and the top was basically a low-cut cropped tank with extra-thin spaghetti straps. It had only slightly more fabric than the top Madison was wearing.

"Okay, great," Hannah said. "Are you ready to check out or are you still looking?"

"Well," the guy began. "I just wanted a girl's opinion, I guess," the guy said. "Like - would this look good? For vacation?"

"Actually - I think it's really cute. I would wear it for sure. I mean it won't look good on everybody, but I'm sure you know her and you know what she likes, right?"

"Well, this is more of a what I like kind of thing," he said. "I just wish I could - this kind of stuff is so hard without seeing her in it, you know?"

"Well, wait - I have an idea. My friend here likes to play dress up sometimes," Hannah said, gesturing at Madison. "How would you like to see her try it on for you?"

"Hannah!" Madison protested. Looking over at her friend, she saw that she still had her phone and she had started to record everything that was going on - leaving the guy's face out, of course.

"Oh, come on, Madison. You know you want to. Besides, it's more clothes than you have on now!"

"Yeah, But -"

"Let me ask you this," Hannah said, turning to the guy. "Do you think she's cute?"

"Well, Yeah -"

"Okay. Now - do you think she looks like a slut in that outfit?"

"Hannah!" Madison protested again.

"We keep having this argument," said Hannah to the guy. "She thinks she looks like a slut. I say no. What do you think? Can you settle this for us?" She turned to Madison. "If he agrees with me, you're trying on the outfit."

"Okay," Madison agreed.

"Well," the guy said, "I'd have to go with no. I mean honestly, she just looks really hot."

"Okay, But - What if I told you I wasn't wearing any panties?" Madison asked. She clearly hadn't considered that letting the guy in on her little secret would be even more humiliating than being used as his personal fashion model.

"Honestly, I wouldn't believe it," he said.

"Okay, show him," Hannah pressed. Madison froze. In an instant, Hannah was stepping toward her, grabbing the bottom of her skirt and lifting it up, revealing to the guy that there was, in fact, nothing underneath.

"Oh, my God!" The guy said. He could not take his eyes off of Madison's beautiful shaven pussy. "You're really not wearing any - any panties at all."

"Nope," said Madison, smiling. "Do you like it?"

"Yeah, I mean - wow," the guy said, his head spinning.

"See? Don't I look like a slut?"

"I mean - I think you're really sexy but - I wouldn't use the term slut. I mean maybe you're a tease," the guy said, giving her some credit without giving her what she really wanted.

"Okay, then, um- what about this?" Madison asked. As she spoke, she pulled down her top, exposing her beautiful, perky breasts- and the word "slut" written on them. She made no effort to hide them, or to pull her top back up.

"Okay, I mean - yeah, I can't argue with that. Especially after the way you basically stripped and showed me everything within two minutes of meeting you. Do you do this for all the guys? I'll have to send some friends in here!"

Madison laughed nervously. She was incredibly turned on. "So what am I?" She asked.

"You're a slut," he said, smiling.

"Good." Madison may have won the bet, but she was also too turned on to let the guy just walk out of the store without looking at her body some more. But how was she going to move this along?

She didn't have to wonder long. Hannah did it for her, as if she read her mind. Standing next to Madison, she reached out and cupped Madison's right breast, taking the nipple between her thumb and forefinger. "Want to feel them? Maybe grope her a little? Sluts like her always like that," Hannah said. She started to get a little aggressive, squeezing Madison's breast sensually.

"So, do you want - I mean, if you want, would you - would you want to touch them?" Madison asked, echoing Hannah's thoughts, her tits still exposed for all to see.

"Oh, fuck, man, my girlfriend would kill me," he said. But he wasn't backing away or looking away or making any effort to not stare at Madison's chest. For several seconds he just stood there, watching one attractive girl fondle another. "Maybe just for a second," he said finally, after a long stare. He reached his hand out, touching Madison's other breast. It lasted a lot longer than a second. At first he stretched his hand out, his palm at the underside of her breast and his fingers at the top, the nipple in between his middle and forefingers. He squeezed gently, then firmly. Madison made no objection as she was groped.

"I'm going to model for you anyway," she blurted out. "Want me to go try that on for you?"