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“How long do you think it’ll take for this guy to get up?” Kavya said. “I can’t wait to pound the life out of him.”
“You will do that and much more, just wait.” Priya said, waiting with folded hands for the reject to get up from Kavya’s ruthless kicks to his face. Manoj began to stir, his head reeled from the sudden paucity of strength in his body. He slowly got up and looked at the two women sitting over him on the bench. “Are you awake, loser?” Priya asked.
“Yes,” Manoj said, holding his head in his hands to see if the world could stop spinning that way.
“How do Kavya’s sandals taste? You want some more?”
“Shut up.” Manoj said. “You girls had no right putting me through that kind of violence. It’s not a crime to fall in love with someone.”
“It isn’t a crime, that’s for sure. But you kept staring at her and stalking her. You basically creeped her out of any possibility of ever liking you .” Priya said.
“That’s crazy talk.” Manoj said.
“Hey, who said you can talk now?” Priya asked. “Shut up and take off Kavya’s sandals.”
Manoj looked at the girl’s black sandals and then to her frowning face. He hesitated for a few moments. Then he crawled forward and took off the sandals one by one.
Kavya smiled with Priya. “How come he is obeying you so easily?”
“I control people like him all day with my voice and my words. It’s not hard to make him do anything you want.” Priya said.
“Let me try that, then.” Kavya sad. She rested the left leg on the right and showed the bottom of her dirty foot to the reject. “Hey, loser!”
Look how dirty!
Manoj kept his head down.
“Hey, you fuckin’ bastard! Why didn’t you respond to me just now?” Kavya asked.
“I didn’t hear my name.” Manoj said, looking up to her.
Kavya kicked his face hard with her dirty heels. “You are a loser. From now on, you’re going to respond to the call of ‘loser’. Is that understood?”
“Yes Kavya,” Manoj said, wiping tears off his face.
“That’s right. Now stop crying, you pathetic loser!” Kavya ordered. Manoj sniffled and rubbed off the tears in response. “That’s better. You are nothing but an ugly, creepy reject. You’re going to obey my every command. Starting with,” she stretched her left foot forward, “taking my dirty feet in your hands.”
Ask my feet out on a date!
“I will, Kavya.” Manoj caught Kavya’s dirty foot in his hands.
“Now ask me out again. But this time, you’re talking to my feet.” Kavya said.
“Kavya,” Manoj began.
“Talk to my feet, loser!” Kavya reminded.
“Kavya’s feet,” Manoj said, looking up to the bottom of her foot. “I have been in love with you since the day I laid my eyes on you.” Kavya laughed and Priya joined her with a high-five. “Please let me spend some time so you can see how much we suit each other,” he said, looking straight to the dusty feet.
“He wants a date with my beautiful feet!” Kavya said, sharing a hearty laugh with Priya. She then wiggled her toes. “My gorgeous feet on a date with a loser like you? I just don’t think it’s ever going to work out. I mean, look at my beautiful, flexible toes. You will never be good enough to go on a date with these toes.”
“Please, Kavya’s feet.” Manoj said.
“I will consider it if you kiss them.” Kavya said.
“Oh, come on. They’re so dirty,” Manoj cried.
“Do you want a date with them or not?”
Manoj closed his eyes and moved his head close to the feet, smelling their rotten flavor into his nose. He opened his mouth, converged his lips and pecked one of the toes.
“Oh my God! He actually kissed my feet.” Kavya said.
“Of course he did.” Priya said. “Don’t be fooled by the appearance. He’s loving every moment of it.”
“I’m done.” Manoj said. “I kissed your feet.”
Kavya caught her foot in her hand to check their bottoms. “There’s still so much dust on this foot. What sort of a loser are you, anyway? Can’t even clean my feet properly.”
“You told me to just kiss them,” Manoj said.
“Kiss them with your tongue. You know what a French kiss looks like, loser?” Kavya asked.
“Yes.” Manoj swallowed.
“Yeah. That’s exactly what I want you to do with my feet.” Kavya said, wiggling her toes.
Manoj caught the foot in his hand and opened his mouth wide. He went forward and mouthed much of her dirty heel, and kissed it with some intensity, cleaning up the sticky dirt surface with his agile tongue. “Oh my God. It tickles,” Kavya said.
“But it feels good?” Priya asked.
“Wonderful. We are putting this loser in his rightful place.” Kavya said.
Manoj’s tongue went up the arches of her feet, then to the two cheeks. He then sucked each of her toes. “That’s right. Put it into your mouth like a lollipop.” Kavya instructed. Manoj obeyed without question, and without the slightest hesitation. He was done in a few minutes; he stared at the foot as he sat back in place. Kavya checked her foot. “Hmmm, not such a bad job.” She then stretched her right foot forward. “But now my other foot is all dirty. Do them now, loser.”
Manoj obeyed swiftly, grabbing the feet and French kissing them with his tongue, cleaning up every speck of dust on them before placing them back on the ground. “Now, Kavya?”
Kavya checked the surface of both her feet. “You’ve genuinely cleaned them up with your disgusting tongue,” she nodded. “Keep both my feet on your face and ask them out again.”
Manoj picked up both her feet and placed them on his face, worshiping them like they were his Gods. “Please give me a chance with your feet.”
“You want to be a boyfriend of my feet?” Kavya asked.
“Yes. Please, yes.” Manoj cried.
“What do you say, Priya?” Kavya asked. “Is this loser good enough to be with my feet?”
“No way in hell.” Priya shook her head.
Kavya kicked off Manoj’s face. “You are rejected from that too. Not good enough for me, not good enough for my feet, either. That’s how much of a loser you are!”
You'll never be good enough for these feet!
Manoj fell to the floor and began to cry uncontrollably. “What do you want me to do, Kavya? Say it and I’ll do it.”
“I will tell you what to do.” Priya said. “Sit down on your hands and knees.” Manoj sat as he was told. “Now turn around,” Priya giggled.
“You’re going to kick my ass, aren’t you?” Manoj asked, turning around.
“That wasn’t what I had in mind, but if you want it so badly.” Priya placed her feet in position and gestured for Kavya to do the same. The girls kicked each of his butt cheeks as hard as they could, sending him crashing head first into the floor. “You can have it!” The girls clapped their hands and laughed.
If you want your ass kicked so badly!
Manoj rubbed his buttocks as he tried to recover from the hit. “Hey, loser. Get in position again.” Kavya said. “Priya has something she wants you to do.”
Manoj sat on his hands and knees again, and turned around. Priya stood up and walked over to his front. “Have you ever been to the ladies restroom, you disgusting pervert?”
“Never, Priya.”
“Even while stalking this girl?”
“Not the ladies room, Priya. No.” Manoj said.
“In that case,” Priya pointed to his back, “Kavya will sit on your back. You are going to ride her to the ladies room”
“Wow,” Kavya got up to sit on Manoj’s back. “You’re my four legged horsie. Take me to the ladies room, loser. Giddiyap!” She slapped the back of Manoj’s head. “Move! Now!”
Manoj began to walk on his fours, guided by Priya. He made his way out of the terrace with Kavya sitting comfortably on his back. “What are you girls going to do to me in the ladies room?” he asked.
“A bunch of stuff,” Priya said. “You need to be shown how inferior you are to a girl like Kavya. It’s a crime for a loser like you to even ask out a girl like her. Heck, it’s a crime for people like you to even imagine asking her out. We’re going to make you sorry that you ever dared to do it.”
Ride me to the restroom! Giddiyap!
“I’m sorry,” Manoj said as he reached the stairs.
“You’re just saying that because you have to ride me down these stairs.” Kavya said. “Nothing doing, loser. Start going down, now!”
Manoj landed one hand on a step, the other hand on the next step and began to step down the stairs on all fours. “See how naturally you adapt to this job?” Kavya asked. “This is where you belong, this is what God sent you for. Now go down faster.”
Ride me to the restroom! Giddiyap!
Manoj struggled with her weight on his back as he crawled down four flights of stairs on his tired hands and knees. They finally reached the ladies room. Priya went in first and came out a few seconds later. “The coast is clear. Bring him in.”
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