Super soldier slaying lesser female soldiers (lots of foot fetish involved)

Alia, Liza, Katherine, and Ludmilia were not only pretty faces but the backbone of an elite force formed from the best of the best from every corner of the world. A fact which made their capture at their target\`s hands more humiliating, now the four-woman-strong squad could do little but wait for Anastasia to come back and butcher them.

“No! It can\`t end like this!” Alia said in a low-pitched tone as in contrast, her companions remained still like true bastions of strength and fortitude. She wasn\`t anything like them, not only in terms of height or experience but personality as well. Alia was the rookie, and truth be told, she would have opted out of this mission, but now she had no choice but to face the consequences of her actions.

“Be quiet,” Liza commanded as Katherine and Ludmilla stoically remained in silence. Thankfully, their mouths had been shut with tape so they wouldn\`t be scolding her anytime soon. She had promised herself to be braver, be of help, and be more than just “the rookie,” but due to the sudden change of circumstances, she would be happy with making it out of this predicament.  

The squad remained in silence for what felt like an eternity inside the dirty hut where Anastasia had locked them, yet for some reason, she had left them all by themselves in the middle of the jungle. Their bindings were too tight to even breathe properly, and trying as they might, struggling would only make them tired, as there was no way they could break free under such circumstances. Struggling and arching their bodies was all they could do for now.

Would she set ablaze the hut and burn them alive? Maybe lure a wild animal inside the place so it would feast on the tied-up squad. The possibilities were driving Alia insane with fear, she was so consumed by her worries that she failed to notice Liza had retrieved a small knife from her pocket, which she promptly used to cut through the rope binding her hands together.

“I\`m gonna die in here…I just know it! Anastasia is going to come back and gut us like pigs! Why did I  have to join? My mother was right, I\`m not made for being a soldier…I\`m not…I\`m…”

“Rookie. Snap out of it and help me get these things off you!”

Alia\`s inner ramblings were cut short when Liza offered a warm smile while raising her blade; in one quick motion, the ropes binding the soldier\`s body were no more, and soon each of them was as free as birds. But they were still on a mission, and Anastasia was out there somewhere, meaning the hunt was on.

“Alright, girls! Playtime is over, we have our orders, and we have a beast to take down. I want you to search through this pigsty for anything we can use as weapons since Liza\`s blade isn\`t going to cut it.”

“We don\`t have to look too far, Sarge. Take a look at this”

Ludmilia followed Katherine towards a small table where their four pistols lay, one next to the other, fully charged and with a note attached that read “The hunt is on.”

“She\`s mocking us…are we gonna sit down and take it?”

“NO MA\`AM WE\`RE NOT!” The girls answered in unison, even if Alia\`s heart wasn\`t in her words. The way Anastasia had captured them when they stepped into the jungle had been unreal, their target had the strength of a dozen men and the reflexes of a lioness. They had no chance against her, but walking out would be desertion…an offense punishable by death. 

“Check your weapons and ammo, also try to find us some boots. That sick bitch took them off and I\`d rather not walk barefoot”

“That\`s right!” Alia looked down at her feet, realizing she had been so worried she had failed to notice her boots and socks were gone, and so were her squad\`s. Their feet were naked, and the hut\`s filthy floor had already covered parts of their soles with dirt and grass. Stepping into the jungle would be ten times worse, and Alia didn\`t want to experience such a thing.

Alia\`s feet were by far the smallest of the bunch, with perfectly tiny toes on each of them, no pedicure or nail polish, but they were by a huge margin more delicate than the average grunt. 

Katherine\`s were slightly bigger but not less feminine, Liza\`s were average, to say the least, and Lidmila\`s toes were the biggest and roughest since she rarely took her boots, but they were still a beauty to those fascinated by such parts of the body.

“There are no boots or any footwear we can use, Sarge.”

“Ok, Kat then we better get a move on. We\`ll use what we have at hand.”

The squad readied their handguns as their leader guided them out of the hut and into the jungle, rain, and shadows on every corner as they headed deeper into the fauna. Now it dawned on Ludmilia why Anastasia hadn\`t cut their throats while they were knocked out or why she allowed Liza to keep her blade. It had always been the rogue soldier\`s intention to have them scurrying around in the jungle, probably with her keeping a close eye. Ludmilia\`s strong personality would never admit it, but Anastasia\`s enhanced abilities were so strong that even she doubted they could take her down. But she was a soldier, and she would carry out her orders no matter what.   

“EEEEK!” The squad turned around to find Alia squealing while doing her best to free her right foot out of a puddle.

“What\`s the matter? Did you step on a trap?!”

Alia shook her head as she finally succeeded in freeing her foot, which was now covered in a thick layer of slimy mud.

“It\`s so sticky! I…”

Ludmilia yanked the rookie by the neck while pinning her against a tree, the two other girls unable to even move an inch.

“Do you think this is a fucking game?! We have a psychopath hunting for us and you\`re bitching about your feet?”

“Sarge, go easy on the rookie. She took a nasty fall, and she didn\`t mean anything by it. We have to move quietly and in unison, right?”

Alia sobbed and wailed until Ludmilia finally let go of her neck, regaining enough composure to reassemble the squad into a line to keep marching. Alia did her best to fight back the flow of tears, silently enduring the mucky sensation her soles felt every time she took a step. 

The squad made their way deeper into the bowels of the jungle, where the road split into four sections, howling darkness in each of them, and thick flora adorning every corner.

“The bitch wants us to split…looks like she isn\`t so tough against four of us. We aren\`t going to play her games, let\`s check out the first road on the left and…”

Ludmilia\`s orders were interrupted by the howling of rabid apes coming out of the vines staring down at them, pounding their chests frantically as the howling evolved into aggressive taunt-like screams.

“What…what are they doing?” 

Ludmila shook her head not knowing whenever to have her squad fire at the apes. They weren\`t coming down to attack them, but maybe a warning shot would be enough to disperse them. They were low on ammo and the caliber might not be sufficient to kill the beasts, not without emptying the clips they had to save for Anastasia.

“Sarge! Watch out!”

Ludmila and her squad looked in shock as an array of arrows flashed across the skies, a massive incoming attack of near-invisible projectiles, as the moon\`s light was the only source of light.

“Fuck! Spread out! Spread out and take cover!” As the women rushed to protect themselves from the arrows, the apes came out of their hiding places, this time charging directly at them with murderous intent. This dangerous combination was enough to break order and send each girl running into the jungle, unwillingly splitting into four as they took the roads Anastasia had intended for them.

Katherine sprinted until her lungs ran out of breath and the adrenaline pumping through her system gradually died out, her exposed feet stepping on rotten fruit which exploded under her weight with every step she had taken. But this was of least concern compared to what she was up against The squad was divided; they had no radios and no night vision to try and spot Anastasia.

Katherine walked away from the howling apes who luckily had given up on their chase, for now, all she could do was follow her basic training and regroup with her teammates.

“And yet…” Katherine could only think of the putrid stench soiling her soles, she had never smelled something as rancid as whatever she had stepped on. The soldier had barely raised her feet to inspect them when out of nowhere Anastasia dropped out of the night sky landing a crushing blow over Katherine\`s neck, as she stood over the downed victim, whose teeth shattered upon impact she began shredding the soldier\`s camo pants cutting all the way down to the panties.

“Uggh…..UUUH!”

The injured soldier could so little but flop in pain as Anastasia spanked her ass and held her in place, humiliating her victim while preparing a violent and even more embarrassing end for she who was foolish enough to go after a super soldier.

“I\`m sure they don\`t cover this in basic training. So you\`re going to be a brave girl about this” With those vile words Anastasia rammed a corkscrew up Katherine\`s ass making the girl scream her lungs out through her broken teeth. She was in agony, her nails clawing at the dirt as her broken mouth fell into a puddle of mud. Yet the violating pain was so intense that Katherine kept screaming, weak screams which echoed across the jungle before vanishing.

“That\`s Kat…no doubt about it,” Ludmilia said bitterly, debating whether she should return to the entrance or keep walking into the darkness.

“Ah!” Her attention suddenly turned to her feet which felt a sudden tingling and scalding effect, to her horror she realized she had stepped on a large anthill which meant dozens if not hundreds of tiny ants were now crawling across her soles while gnawing with their little jaws.

Although in great discomfort, she kept going on, hoping to walk off the sore sensation the creatures were unleashing on her, the hardened sergeant kept going, knowing full well the chances of finding Katherine alive were slim to none.

“I\`m going to put a skull right between that bitch\`s eyes. I swear it.” Had Ludmilia been a weaker woman, she would have allowed herself to shed a tear for her fellow soldier and friend, but as the superior in charge of this operation, she would allow no such weakness.

“Agh! Now what?!”

After walking in complete darkness for an eternit,y Ludmilia heard with disgust how her feet kept crunching and stepping on bugs. She could tell she was stepping on vermin, judging by how crunchy her soles were and the foul internal juices splashing all over her soles. With every step, she kept stepping on bugs small and large, but it wasn\`t until she stepped on something big enough she almost tripped that she decided to take a stop.

Fortunately for Ludmilia, she stumbled across a river large enough for her to clean her feet. The woman carefully placed her steps trying to avoid pebbles and sticks before she could assess the damage on her soles. With great disgust she realized her soles now had an unsanitary mixture of live ants and chunks of large centipedes splashed across them, the bugs\` insides serving as a meal for the still living ants.

“Yuck!” Ludmilia was so repulsed that he felt no choice but to hurry to the body of water, so urgently she failed to notice Anastasia was already behind her.

“I can\`t wait to get this shit off my feet…” 

Ludmilla felt an inhuman shiver go down her spine as her eyes caught a large figure reflected on the pond\`s surface, a tall and imposing female whose hands were inches from her neck.

Ludmilla\`s reflexes allowed her to pull out her sidearm and take aim at her, but Anastasia\`s perfect body blessed her with the ability to counterattack in the blink of an eye. The rogue soldier dodged out of the bullets\` path before squeezing the attacker's face, submerging Ludmilla\`s face inside the pond while ensuring only her face touched the water. She would not allow her feet to be cleaned off so easily.

“GAAAAAAAAAH!” No matter how hard she tried, Ludmilla could do nothing to stop Anastasia from drowning her over and over in the pond; the cruel woman\`s grasp was so hard she feared her scalp might be ripped off straight from the root. She was losing consciousness, her handgun had fallen off her grasp and Anastasia was now touching her ass with her unable to do anything except yell at the water filling her nose and mouth.

“I have to say I expected more of a challenge out of you, Sergeant,” Anatasia teased as her hands retrieved her favorite weapon of choice, her twisted mind still fondling, remembering how sweet Katherine\`s screams sounded to her before she expired.

“You know when your dear friend died she made quite a mess on her pants when I shoved my little friend up her ass. Did you ever know she was a massive whore?”

Ludmilla took a deep breath once Anastasia allowed her to do so. Probably the last one she would ever take.

“You lying bitch! I\`ll…”

“Let\`s see how much of a slut you are Ludmilla”

Anastasia forced the sergeant to take a sniff at the dirty corkscrew before shoving the sharp object in the same cruel manner she did to her subordinate. To her surprise Ludmilla\`s cries were a lot more feminine and prolonged.

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH! KYAAAAAAAAAA!”

“Looks like you\`re a lot tighter than your whore of a friend. Let\`s see how deep your ass is!”

“AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAH!”

As the Sergeant was brutally stabbed in the asshole over and over Liza had managed to rendezvous with the rookie, but not before she had accidentally stepped on a puddle of sappy liquid coming from the treeline.  Alia was practically overjoyed at finding her companion, but the lack of the rest of the team could only mean dire news, which Liza understood immediately.

“Ali,a we have to stick together and put an end to Anastasia. She\`s picking us one by o,ne and only you and I remain.”

Alia couldn\`t believe what she was hearing, mere moments ago the whole squad was alive and well, surely not even Anastasia could have been that quick…could she?

“No…the Sergeant and Katherine will be here any moment. We have to wait for them and…”

“No, they are not! Keep your gun close and follow me, if you wanna make it out alive, there\`s no other choice…we might have to find a way to burn this whole jungle down if that\`s what it takes.”

Alia gulped down, having no choice but to follow Liza, doing her best not to step on the same disgusting sticky substance as she did.

The more the two girls walked across the jungle, the greater their desperation grew; even Liza, who had combat experience, was suffering from the effects of psychological warfare. Just as Anastasia hoped for.

“I don\`t see any other way…we\`ll have to burn down the jungle…keep an eye out while I try to start the fire.”

Alia was terrified at the idea of them running across a fiery inferno. Still, doing her part as a soldier, she kept an eye out as Liza gathered bundles of tinder as the rain gradually died out, giving some hope to her plan.

“Come on…come on….please!”

Hearing Liza\`s courage gradually being replaced by desperation and fear sent terror to the rookie, two big droplets of rain fell on her eye,s making her wipe them off…a mere moment of distraction was all it took for Anastasia to strike. As Liza checked on her sticky feet, that\`s when Anastasia decided to strike; she, like every other hunter, always punished cruelly the carelessness of her victims.

Her landing was masked by the sound of lightning, meaning poor Liza never had a chance to dodge the attack, for she was too preoccupied picking at all the dried-up syrup clogging the spaces between her toes. Anastasia\`s bloodlust made the rogue soldier stab Liza\`s asshole right through the pants which she didn\`t even bother to take off, Liza squealed and thrashed and even fired some shots before the shock overcame her and passed out. Her life and screams were only audible when the lightning passed. A death unworthy of an experienced soldier like Liza, a soldier who, like the rest of the squad, had been unjustly taken away.

“Fr-freeze!” Alia stuttered as the killer made no effort to hide. Anastasia was walking straight towards her last victim, with Alia unable to pull the trigger. 

The rookie\`s heart urged her to take the shot and be done with the nightmare; her last defiant act should be trying to avenge her fallen sisters in arms and join them in the afterlife, but her fear was far greater than her desire for vengeance, and so she tossed her weapon away. She went down on her knees while raising her arms.

“I-I surrender! I have no weapons and I wish you no harm….I never wanted to come here in the first place! Please let me go, and I swear you\`ll never see me again.”

Anastasia smiled from ear to ear imposing her great size over Alia\`s petite size, she would rather take her time with this one before sending her to her comrades in hell. Even if she had gone rogue she was still a soldier and as a soldier, it was her duty to punish deserters and cowardice whenever she came across it. Alia was not worthy of a soldier\`s death, and Anastasia would give her more shame than the one it gave to her braver comrades.

“If you wanna live, you\`re going to have to earn it. Now be a good girl and get up on your feet, you\`re going to follow my every command, and if you so much as hesitate, I\`ll rip out your spine.”

Alia silently complied and followed Anastasia like a lap dog, fighting back the urge to puke and cry when she was forced to drag her dead companions\` bodies one by one back to the hut where the nightmare began. Would she be forced to dig their graves? 

“Th-there I did as you asked…may I go now?” Alia asked nervously as Anastasia admired her work, the rookie looking more and more jumpy as the soldier\`s size intimidated her more than gunfire ever did. The dead gaze in the girls\` eyes made her as ashamed as guilty. She never should have joined, maybe she hadn\`t someone more capable would have done so, and Anatasia would have been defeated….

“You think it would be that easy? Go down on your knees.”

“Wh-why?”

“Are you defying my orders?!”

“N-no…of course not!”

Alia did as she was told, dreading the perverse things Anastasia might inflict on her, her gaze slowly following the woman\`s finger as she pointed at the three corpses, all lined up. Their dirty feet are up and immobile.

“Crawl like the dog you are and lick their feet clean, I want you to show me how bad you want to keep your miserable life.”

Fighting back the tears and humiliation, Alia walked on all fours straight into Katherine\`s feet, the stench of rotting fruit mixed with dirt made the rookie gag in disgust, but without giving it a second thought, she began licking the filthy soles with enough devotion to make the cruel woman smile.

“Yeah…you like that, don\`t you?”

Alia turned around to nod, carrying out the disgusting t,ask which didn\`t get any better as the more she licked, the more rancidthe  taste of the juice she swallowed.

“Tell me you like it you bitch. I want to see you worshipping those feet, or you aren\`t making it out alive.”

The rookie couldn\`t contain the tears as her mouth was forced to consume more juice, her tongue licking between the toes as yet more pestilent tastes plagued her mouth. But she wasn\`t going to die so easily, she proclaimed her love for the smelly feet as she repeated the ritual on the other sole and toes with so much apparent fervor she even used her lips to suck on the toes.

As Alia was busy carrying out her cruel master\`s will Anastasia couldn\`t think of a better way to torment her prisoner than by teasing her feet, before Alia could even know what was going on Anastasia\`s fingers were already tickling her feet, even if they were filthy from walking on the jungle they were still very sensitive to the touch.

“HAHA….PLEASE…..HAHAHA…..STOP!”

“Keep going or I\`ll bash your fucking skull in.”

Alia was forced to keep licking the stinky feet as her ribcage felt on fire; the more she laughed, the greater her shame soared, as did the tears going down her cheeks. Before this moment, Alia had always enjoyed being tickled and sharing a good laugh, but the way Anastasia forced laughs out of her was making her sick. Her mandible ached, her sides busted with pain, and worse of all she had to keep licking and sucking despite her mouth being forced to laugh over and over.

“They…they are clean now, Ma\`a,m” Alia meekly said as her mouth finished swallowing the last remnants of the putrid juice previously soiling Katherine\`s feet, the puffed and dead face of her former comrade staring her down, doubling the shame the victim already felt.

“And you did a wonderful job you slut, but you aren\`t done quite yet are you?”

Alia nearly choked with disgust as her eyes laid on Ludmilia\`s feet, disgustingly filthy from the soles to the heels as the mix of centipede\`s entrails and squashed ants had been coated with a layer of dried mud.

And yet Alia\`s will to survive was greater than any sense of self-respect she had, and she performed even better than Anastasia expected out of her.

The rookie\`s tongue immediately licked against both of the soles which she pressed together to be done with the task faster, but the thick mixture of unappetizing substances was so lumpy the poor girl had to force her tongue to act as a spoon to pick and up and swallow bit after bit of custards of muck.

Seeing Alia\`s face of utter disgust filled Anastasia with the abnormal dose of suffering she needed to inflict to satisfy her hunger, but to “season” her food, she needed to constantly torment Alia in creative ways, and this time her fingers weren\`t going to be quite enough.

Anastasia pulled a brush with thick bristles more akin to light nails, each of them extremely thick and tickle-inducing inducing and all of them went against Alia\`s sticky soles, which Anastasia tormented with harsh motions over and over. Even making sure each of the rookie's toes were tickled by her special brush.

“HAHAHAHA-HAHAHAHA….I….HAHAHAHA!” Anastasia\`s fingers were bad enough, but the sensation of the strange brush attacking every corner of her feet was twice as terrible and invasive. Her eyes rolled from left to right like a cornered animal begging to be saved, yet her mouth acted as if it had a mind of its own, sinking her pinkish tone in a frenzy to scoop and consume more and more bits of bugs. She hated the taste, the sound of her laughter, and Anastasia\`s hold on her, and still, her mouth was now sucking on the corpse\`s toes bathing the darkened piggies with her saliva. 

“HAHAHAHAHAHA……AGGGH! HAHAHAHA” She nearly choked on her saliva as her stomach turned and she gagged with utter repulsion, but she had enough temper to finish the task on both of the feet, which soon shone with the gleaming saliva leftover from the humiliating order. The tickling on her own feet only got worse as some crust fell off her soles from the intensity of Anastasia\`s torture. Crying not only for her lost dignity but that of her deceased comrades.

“Do I even have to tell you what to do now?” 

Anastasia didn\`t have to tell Alia twice, the girl had sadly grown accustomed to following orders no matter how degrading they were. One of the few “positive” things about being trained as a soldier.

“UUUH-AHH!” 

Alia almost fainted from the shock as Liza\`s feet slapped her across the face catching her and Anastasia off guard, but rather than being mad at her victim\`s survival the rogue soldier was delighted…there was more fun to squeeze out of Liza yet.

“What are you waiting for? I gave you the order to lick that bitch\`s feet”

The rookie hesitated, her moral compass urging her to reject doing such a thing, even, but again, and with tears in her eyes, she did as Anastasia asked of her. 

The vicious attack on Liza had rendered the girl immobile and in deep pain; the only way she could react was by occasionally slapping Alia\`s face as the girl kept using her mouth to lick off the dried and gummy tree syrup.

“AAAAAAAAGH!” No matter how hard or fast she licked the sole, the syrup was simply too muc. It, splattered all over the soles and made a mess the more she licked. All the whil,e Anastasia\`s brush ravaged the nerves at her feet and made her laugh maniacally.

“You better not stop now, you\`re so close to earning your freedom.” Hearing these words was all Alia needed to give herself the extra strength she required to complete the task, even if her dying comrade kept slapping her face and sticking her dirty toes up her nose. Alia smiled devoutly.

“You love those dirty feet, don\`t you?” Anastasia teased as her hands stripped Liza of her bloodied pants, Alia barely noticed this as she was plunging her face all over the dirty feet.

Anastasia felt the superhuman serum flowing through her veins mixed with her most primal instincts, possessed by rage and savagery she stabbed Liza\`s asshole with her hunting knife sinking the blade so deep and with so much force the girl shrieked at an ear-piercing frequency while the girl convulsed.

“Wha-what are you doing?!” Alia was at a loss for words witnessing her friend and senior flopping like a fish out of the water, her eyes widening as Liza\`s pussy squirted a flow of love juices which all splashed across Alia\`s body practically soaking her from head to toes. Anastasia laughed madly in ecstasy as blood and fluids came out of Liza\`s private part, with Liza unable to do anything but clench her teeth, grinding her body in a lewd fashion before dying spectacularly and cruelly.

Liza was dead, Liza slowly regained enough composure to look at Anastasia with pleading eyes.

“I…I did as you asked, Ma\`am…I\`m free to go right?!”

Anastasia gave Alia a crooked smile as she tossed the girl to the floor. Alia crawled backward as the tall woman cracked her knuckles while closing the distance between the two.

“Mercy…I\`m begging you…I did everything you asked of me!”

Alia was flooded with so much fear that her bladder gave up, resulting in her pants soaking with urine. This only emboldened Anastasia to give free rein to her desires, feeling a rush across her body only a good hunt could match.

Anastasia tossed the knife, which landed mere inches away from Alia\`s face, before the behemoth of a woman snatched the girl off the floor, violently slamming Alia against the hut\`s floor, or sooner than later, using her hands to fondle Alia\`s private parts.

“NO! PLEASE STOP! DON\`T DO IT…PLEASE! SPARE ME! MERCY! I SURRENDER!”

Anastasia used her brute strength to rip Alia\`s pants and panties before ramming her hand straight into the girl\`s pussy at full speed. The violating action was enough to arch Alia\`s back who kept screaming and tossing begging for mercy, but Anastasia went further and further until Alia\`s pussy started bleeding out, and not only because thanks to it was the rookie\`s first time being penetrated.

“YOU\`RE KILLING ME…. YOU\`RE KILLING ME!” Alia could do nothing but watch and feel as Anastasia's hand sank so deep, she could see her hand moving under her groin, savagely thrashing every inner wall until reaching a spot no one should be able or allowed to. With one quick thrust, the super soldier pulled Alia\`s uterus in a bloody show. The girl jerked as she felt nothing but exquisite agony before falling dead to the floor with her uterus lying next to her.

The hunt was officially over, Anastasia was in such a rush she could still feel the serum seeped into every fiber of her body and like a bull, she could only see red.

She wanted more, more prey and more torment to inflict on any girl fool enough to come for her, but for now, she would have to settle for her downed victims…and their feet.

Even in death, the four-girl squadron looked beautiful (Except for the obvious mutilation), and Anastasia wanted to have one last moment of intimacy before discarding such beauty.

One by one, the girls were lined up as if they were a collection of dolls, their feet all bundled together for Anastasia to enjoy while pacing and admiring her work.

“I have to give credit to the rookie…she really did a fantastic work at cleaning those feet” she chuckled watching how only Alia\`s pair remained dirty.

The end.