"Come on, bitch, ain't got all day," Rick said menacingly.

Camey cringed. She got on all fours like a dog, her hair hanging down on either side of her head and failing once again over her face. She felt her skin crawling with disgust as she dropped down to his toes, sticking out her tongue, fighting down the sour feeling rising in her belly. With a shiver she touched the tip of her tongue against his toes, starting to lick up and down, picking up particles of something on her tongue at times. She reached up and wiped them from her tongue on the back of one hand, not daring to glance down and see what they were. Her tits jiggled, pressing heavily against the halter still holding them from full view. She curled her fingers, breaking a nail or two against the concrete basement floor.

"You missed a spot. Come on, baby, do a good job or I'll make you start all over!"

Jack was laughing his buddy, at time raising one foot and kicking Camey on the side of the head. She lost her balance temporarily, falling on one side with a sharp cry. It was then Rick ordered her quickly back on her hands and knees, telling her to start all over again or the two of them would beat the living shit out of her.

"Ugh!" Camey muttered, doing as she was told.

She tried to lick thoroughly, washing that filthy foot with her tongue. She could taste sand and something awful between his toes. Tears welled up in the girl's eyes as Rick moved one wet foot back and presented her with the second.

"Ain't a bad cocksucker. And she digs feet. Man, this girl's gonna be somethin' when we stick our dicks in 'er," Rick said mockingly.