<em>No no! Not the feet!</em>Bree was in trouble now. He pinned her ankles to the bed, and she could not move her feet. As he started she bit her lip, she could handle it, she had to. He went through each toe, and she closed her eyes, trying so hard to resist. Once he went to the last part, and all out assaulted her feet, her hands balled into fists, and slammed them into the bed. She tried to pull her feet away, but I was no use. Bree let out a huge laugh that she could not hold back. She lost, and she knew what she had to do.