Trapped Beneath Hinata's Toes (Patreon)

Hinata glided through the opulent halls of her home, her every movement oozing with confidence and dominance. The sharp scent of her unwashed feet lingered in the air, a potent reminder of her power. As she crushing her husband crush between her toes.

Hinata: "Well, well, Sakura did you like your new home " Hinata's voice dripped with amusement as she lifted her foot, revealing a shrunken Sakura, naked and vulnerable, cowering beneath her.

Sakura's heart pounded in her chest as she stared up at Hinata, her cheeks aflame with humiliation. She refused to beg, refused to give Hinata the satisfaction of seeing her crumble.

Sakura: "Hinata, please... Let me go..."

Hinata's smirk widened at Sakura's defiance, relishing in her former comrade's discomfort.

Hinata: "Oh, Sakura, still so stubborn? How amusing. It seems you've shrunk down to size, both literally and figuratively."

Sakura's jaw clenched as she fought to suppress her rising panic. She would not bow down to Hinata, not now, not ever.

Hinata: "But fear not, Sakura dear. I'm feeling rather generous today. I'll give you a chance to prove your worth."

With a flick of her finger, Hinata forced Sakura to her knees, positioning her between her toes.

Hinata: "Now, here's what's going to happen. You're going to worship my feet, Sakura. You're going to lick them clean, suck on my toes, and beg for my forgiveness. And if you even think about disobeying me..."

Hinata's voice trailed off, her tone turning menacing as she hovered her foot threateningly over Sakura.

Hinata: "...Well, let's just say you won't like the consequences."

Sakura's gaze hardened as she met Hinata's eyes, defiance burning bright within her.

Sakura: "I won't do it, Hinata. I won't be your puppet."

Hinata's smile turned predatory as she leaned in closer, her eyes gleaming with malice.

Hinata: "Oh, Sakura, you really think you have a choice in this matter? I could crush you between my toes with a mere flick of my foot. Squish you like the insignificant bug you are."

Sakura's breath caught in her throat as she imagined the crushing weight of Hinata's foot bearing down on her, threatening to snuff out her existence.

Sakura: "Y-You wouldn't dare..."

Hinata's laughter rang out, cold and unforgiving, as she pressed her foot closer to Sakura's trembling form.

Hinata: "Try me, Sakura. Try me."

Sakura's resolve wavered as she stared up at Hinata, the fear of being squished between her toes overwhelming her senses. With a defeated sigh, she lowered her head, her voice barely a whisper.

Sakura: "I-I'm sorry, Hinata... Please... I'll do as you say... Just don't squish me..."

Hinata's smirk widened into a satisfied grin as she felt Sakura's submission wash over her.

Hinata: "That's more like it, Sakura. Now, let's get started, shall we?"

With a mixture of reluctance and resignation, Sakura tentatively extended her tongue, hesitantly licking the salty sweat from Hinata's toes. The taste was bitter and foul, but she dared not protest, not when her life hung in the balance.

Hinata: "Mmm... That's it, Sakura. Lick them clean. And don't forget to get between my toes. I want them spotless."

Sakura's cheeks flushed with embarrassment as she obediently complied, her tongue darting between Hinata's toes to clean away the accumulated grime and sweat. With each lick, she could feel her shame deepening, her pride crumbling beneath Hinata's merciless gaze.

Hinata: "Ah, yes... That's the way, Sakura. Eat up all that toejam. After all, you wouldn't want to disappoint me, would you?"

Sakura swallowed back a wave of nausea as she forced herself to continue, the taste of Hinata's stinky feet coating her tongue. She wanted to retch, to scream, to lash out in defiance, but the fear of Hinata's wrath kept her in check.

Sakura: coughing "Y-Your feet... they're so... stinky..."

Hinata's laughter echoed around them, cold and mocking, as she pressed her foot down, threatening to crush Sakura beneath her toes.

Hinata: "And whose fault is that, Sakura? Are you trying to say that my feet stink? Well, I hate to break it to you, but you're the one licking them clean."

Sakura's eyes widened in terror as Hinata's foot loomed over her, the threat of being squished into oblivion all too real.

Sakura: "N-No, I'm sorry, Hinata! Your feet smell wonderful! Please, forgive me! I love your feet, I swear!"

Hinata's laughter filled the air once more as she relished in Sakura's fear and humiliation, reveling in her newfound power over her former comrade.

Hinata: "That's what I thought, Sakura. Now, keep licking. And don't you dare stop until I say so."

With a smirk of triumph, Hinata watched as Sakura continued to worship her feet, her fear and shame driving her to obey without question. And as they walked through the village, Hinata made sure to make Sakura's task even more difficult, ensuring that her feet sweated profusely with every step, leaving Sakura no choice but to endure the humiliating ordeal until Hinata decided she had had enough.