Mia intimidates most men. She's athletic, wrestles and boxes at a gym a few days every week. Jason has a crush on her, but he has no idea how to approach a woman who can probably kick his ass. When Jason invites Mia over for dinner, he tries to express his feelings for her. She's flattered but knows he's not her type: slim, a bit shorter than her preference and not hyperathletic. Mia laughs at him, but she's willing to give Jason a slight chance by putting his toughness to the test. Mia asks to see Jason's best pose, showing off his muscle. As soon as he gets up to flex, she grabs his a...

Mia intimidates most men. She's athletic, wrestles and boxes at a gym a few days every week. Jason has a crush on her, but he has no idea how to approach a woman who can probably kick his ass. When Jason invites Mia over for dinner, he tries to express his feelings for her. She's flattered but knows he's not her type: slim, a bit shorter than her preference and not hyperathletic. Mia laughs at him, but she's willing to give Jason a slight chance by putting his toughness to the test. Mia asks to see Jason's best pose, showing off his muscle. As soon as he gets up to flex, she grabs his arm, pulls him in close and presses her feet against his face. Mia had no real intention of seeing her wimpy friend's depleted muscle frame, but she's going to show him what happens to men who don't meet her standards—full-blown domination and humiliation.
Mia makes Jason lick the soles of her feet with ease. She uses her strong legs to firmly press her feet directly on his face. "Lick my sweaty dirty feet, or I'll break your arm," she says. Jason complies. Mia's sadistic laughter ensures he has no shot at dating her. Jason remains persistent in showing his strength to salvage his dignity. He's aware of Mia's wrestling background and wants her best shot while he braces for a submission hold. She suggests an armbar, instructing him to lay on his back. After a few seconds, Mia locks in and scrubs her feet across his face. Jason feels helpless, and Mia is in full control. She pulls back and plants both feet on his face. The athletic grappler lets him know that he never had a chance, and this proves it. Mia isn't done with him until she's able to slide each toe in his mouth, establishing dominance over her weak friend-zoned host for the night. Jason feels battered with a bruised ego. Mia isn't letting him off the hook yet. She lets go of his arm and manhandles him, grabbing his head and jerking it on top of her toes. He has no control of his movement and just accepts Mia's humiliating foot-fetish demands. Mia had already worked up a sweat at the gym. After a one-sided spar with Jason, her toes are quite sticky and greasy, and she's going to make him lick through all the toe jam in an embarrassing fashion. Mia makes him gag on her feet, getting a nice coating of his saliva running down her soles. She has a little fun fish-hooking him with her big toes just for amusement.