SINCE JULY 08 -2000

21.
HUMILIATION BY JACKIE
AUTHOR : JOE C.

    It was my senior year of high school and the final project from our Communications class was to use a video camera and film
   something taking place and document it for the entire class to view along with a presentation. While about one third of the class
video taped a sunrise and another third taped some rainfall to quickly get their final high school assignment over with, the girl who
                                             was my most hated nemesis throughout my four years had other plans.

Her name was Jackie and she was about 5'5" and weighed about 135 pounds. She had curly brown hair and a size C cup bra but
was a bit strange and was not as popular as she could have been. Also, she liked to annoy people and took pleasure in laughing
whenever someone was down, especially when it was me because I used to call her a "cunt" very often and I also had it out with
several of her girlfriends who were just like her.

Well, back to the assignment...Jackie had an idea and as usual, it was mean. Apparently, she had waited with one of her
girlfriends, Jen, outside of the men's bathroom for quite some time waiting for me to go in and was actually brazen enough to
follow me in without my seeing her. Jen and her damn video camera! Now back in high school, as most men can remember, I had
just reached puberty and was often excusing myself from class to "clear the pipes", so to speak. Much to my surprise, the day
before the final exam was due, I was sitting at home when the doorbell rang and when I answered it, there stood Jackie, Jen, and
three other girls.

I said, "What the hell do you bitches want?" They said, "Ooooh, you're going to pay for that one," with big laughs. Jackie then
showed me a blank video tape which read 'COPY' in big red letters on it and told me to flip it on real fast and that her and the
girls would be waiting on the corner for any comments I had. She also said that if I wanted to, I could destroy it because each girl
had her own copy of it. I was curious so I took the tape and flipped it in the VCR after I slammed the door on them. At first I
was thinking it was them naked or in some kind of porno and that they were offering a five-on-one or something. Jackie was a
bitch but she definately was a babe also. Oh boy was I wrong!

When I put the tape in I saw myself from a bird's eye view jerking off in the men's room at school and my jaw almost hit the floor.
I immediately ran to the corner and asked Jackie to come in and she said "Come on, girls" and I realized maybe they all should be
there since it wasn't exactly me and Jackie's secret alone. We came in my house which Jackie somehow knew would be empty
the entire night since I was an only child to a single mother and she worked from 3-11 every day. Not coincidently, it was ten
after three. I said, "How did you get that and what do you want?"

After threatening them and telling them that they could be expelled and possibly sued, they waited until their laughter stopped and
said, "Go ahead. And you will have to move out of town due to embarrassment." I hated her but she was right. I felt sick in my
stomach and said, "All right, what do you want from me? Money?" They all laughed and said, "When we need money, you'll give
it to us. But also, we will get the respect that queens like us deserve from a peasant like you."

Jen stood up and said, "From now on get used to being on your knees when we're around," and she pointed down to the floor.
Once I realized she was serious, I was even more sick and just as I got on my hands and knees, the five of them were rolling in
laughter and high-fiving like they won the lottery. Jen finally stopped and said, "Now crawl over here and bow down to your
queen and kiss her feet," meaning herself. This was the first moment of my humiliation, I crawled over to a girl whom I hated and
began kissing her sneaker for the first of many times. She bent down and smacked the back of my head and said, "Do you see
any dirt on that sneaker? I do, and I better not in another five minutes. Start licking."

After fifteen minutes I had licked the top of her sneakers almost spotless when she sat back and put her feet up and said, "Idiot,
look at the bottoms, they're filthy! You are not done by a long shot!" For the next hour and a half I licked five pairs of sneakers
spotless top and bottom when I heard Jackie's idea. I had cleaned her's last, hoping that the world would end before I got to it or
something would have happen, like me waking up from a nightmare, and saved me from doing this for her. Jackie looked down
and picked up my head by the hair and slowly and loudly brought all the spit up from her lungs, swished it around in her mouth
and then casually spit it in my face as I had to stay there and accept it from her.

She said, "Slave, show me how much better than you that you think me and my friends are. Take of my shoes and kiss my feet or
my presentation at school tomorrow will be about a boy becoming a man in a bathroom stall." With this I had to untie this bitch's
shoes, take off her socks, and kiss every inch of her feet. She said that she had a fun game to play, if I could not convince every
girl there to let me lick every drop of sweat off of their feet, tomorrow my tape would get shown to the whole class. Three of the
girls said right away that they did not want me licking their feet because the were self conscious about their feet and they thought
they were gross. Well, after Jackie let me clean her's, I had to bow down and kiss feet and beg the other four until they finally
agreed to let me do it. For awhile I thought that one or two would not let me and that my tape would get shown, so without
realizing it, I was honestly kissing the feet of people I hated and begging them to let me clean them with my tongue.

The ritual was the same for all five: first I sucked each toe, then I licked in between each toe and swallowed an unbelievable
amount of toe-jam by the time I was done. Next I scraped under each toenail with my teeth and swallowed, and finally I licked
the top and then the sole of each foot about fifty times each from heel to toe. Then, Jen, who was about 140 pounds and 5'10"
decided that they need to dry my spit off of their feet and told me to lie on my stomach with my face sideways on the floor. She
started at my calves and walked over my butt, back, and neck and eventually stood with all of her weight on the side of my face
and started wiping off her feet like it was a doormat and didn't seem to be doing it hard or soft, but rather just casually as if I were
simply there for her to clean her feet on.

The pain in my head did not even make me realize that the other four had begun to trace Jen's footsteps and were all standing on
my body like it was some type of red carpet for them and after Jen they all just kept up their conversations as they took turns
standing on my face and wiping off their feet. Jackie was last I found out because she stood on my face after she was done wiping
and said, "Now, what was that name you used to call me? Cunt? Hmmmm, I think I deserve a better one for keeping this tape a
secret. I'm going to stand here on your head until you give me a new, permanent title that is good. Take your time, I have until
eleven o'clock and it is only five-thirty now."

I began to panic as it felt as if my head were caving in and I noticed that the other four were assuming their positions on the rest of
my body and talking like as if they were standing on the street corner and not a human being. I started spitting out names like,
"Your Highness. Queen Jackie. Mistress Jackie..." all to no avail. Finally I screamed out simply, "Master" and it seemed to strike
her good, so she got off of my face and said, "Good job slaveboy. From now on if I ever hear ANYTHING but 'Master', you get
a beating from all five of us." I said "Yes Master. Thank you Master" totally out of fear and the girls chuckled and sat back down.

The next five hours saw me stay on my hands and knees, serve food and drinks, massage feet while I sucked on toes, and had my
face sat on about ten different times each time one of them had to fart. They had a contest to see who could fart the longest and
loudest on my face with no particular prize other than being the one to humiliate me most. When ten thirty came and my mother
would be coming home soon, I was instructed to put their socks and shoes back on after I kissed their feet, and lay by the door
as the took turns standing on my face and grinding the sneakers into it, this time very hard. Jackie was last again and after grinding
her soles into my cheeks she just stood on my face and calmly told me that this would be their new hangout for the summer and
that everyday after three when my mother left, I was to wait by the door in this spot to receive this type of greeting followed by
eight hours of servitude.

She said, "What do you have to say about that?" With her full weight on my face I managed to get out, "Yes Master. Thank you
so much for this Master." She just laughed at her accomplishment, stepped off my face after one last wipe, and left. I was enraged
at how those bitches humiliated me but knew what I had to do, and that was follow every order they gave. I didn't sleep at all that
night but was grateful that Jackie chose to show a sunrise for her project the next day.

By Joe C.
Diamond International 1998