Bratty Marie hates tiny women! - MP4
In the dimly lit office, the heels of Bratty Marie's towering presence echoed off the walls as she stalked towards her new intern. The petite woman trembled with fear, knowing she was about to face the wrath of this towering goddess. Marie's eyes scanned the room, her gaze landing on the tiny figure cowering in the corner.
With a huff, Marie approached the terrified girl, her foot now propped up on the desk, towering over her like a colossus. The girl could barely make out the contours of Marie's foot through her tight, black pumps. She tried to swallow the lump in her throat as she watched Marie take a call on her phone, the brunette's voice filled with disdain for the "pathetic little woman" she had just described over the phone.
With a growl, Marie hung up the phone and fixed her gaze on the trembling intern. "I can't believe they sent me someone this old and pathetic," she sneered, her eyes narrowing in disgust. "You're lucky I even let you stay here, but only if you prove yourself worthy."
Marie leaned in menacingly, her face just inches from the terrified girl's. "And the only way you'll do that is by worshipping my giant feet," she purred, her lips curling into a sinister smile. "Beg me to let you touch them, beg me to let you kiss them, and most importantly, beg me to let you serve them."
The intern's eyes widened in horror as she realized what was being asked of her. But as she looked up at Marie's towering figure, all she could think about was pleasing this dominant goddess who held her fate in her hands. With a trembling voice, she whispered, "Please, Mistress Marie... I'll do anything to stay."
Marie smirked, her power clearly evident in the way she towered over the tiny woman. "Good girl," she purred, leaning back against the desk. "Now get over here and show me what you're made of."
With a deep breath, the intern slowly inched forward, her eyes fixed on Marie's feet. As she reached out to touch the towering footwear, Marie leaned forward, her breasts brushing against the girl's face. It was a reminder of who was in control in this situation.
And so, the intern began her service to Marie, worshipping her giant feet like they were sacred relics. As she did so, Marie reveled in the power she held over this tiny, insignificant woman. It was a reminder that she was in charge, that she could crush anyone who crossed her path.
But for now, Marie was content to bask in the worship of her feet. After all, it was a reminder that she was the queen of this domain, the bratty goddess who ruled over everyone else.
In this office of Amateur Soles Giantess And Footjobs, the story of Marie's dominance would continue to unfold, with each foot worship session bringing her more pleasure and power.
