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Hawkmon plucked you from the ground with two clawed fingers and dangled you a mere inch from his wrinkly, sweaty sole. Once again, you were exposed to the full power of the sole's potent stench. "If you won't willingly clean my feet, then I guess I'll have to make you!" Hawkmon said, his tone both foreboding and annoyed. Then, without warning, Hawkmon presses you deep into the rank and musty flesh of his sole. You didn't even have enough time to react as the leathery flesh folded over your body and engulfed it in sweat and stink. Hawkmon then starts to slide you up his sole, until you were close to touching the claws, then slides you down to his very heel. You could feel your clothes dampen with talon sweat, and your skin slightly reddened from being rubbed into the rough, slimy flesh. Hawkmon repeated this process a few more times, he rubbed your feeble body up to his sharp toes, then down to his heel. This was it, this was Hawkmon's idea of punishment... being used as some kind of foot rag!

Hawkmon didn't let up there, though. After he was finished rubbing you across his sole, using your body to collect the filth that dwelled within the network of wrinkles, he pressed you into the middle of his sole, and twisted your body into the fleshy crevices. He performed this inhumane act of punishment several times. He would dangle you in front of a sweat-ridden area of the sole, then press you into the wrinkles and twist your body left and right to absorb the sweat that resided within them! You felt your bones painfully crack as the colossal clawed fingers forced your limbs into unhealthy and very uncomfortable positions. You try to cry out in agony but are cut off by the leathery sole flesh forcing its way into your gaping mouth.

Just as you were about to accept your humiliating and painful end, a miracle occurred. You were pulled from the rank flesh of the sole and dropped back onto the ground a safe distance from the foot. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, you were freed from the torment this merciless bird has brought onto you. You could still smell the awful stench of Hawkmon's feet floating in the air, but at least you were no longer being subjected to his sadistic torture games. If only you knew better to even think for a second that it was over...

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TO BE CONTINUED! Go check down the other parts below or simply click Newer for next page ;3 This will follow up its continuation of both the comic and its story! >:3 Hope you enjoy it so far! ^^

Make love for Hawkmon and his very long and sexy feet! <3

Check other part(s):
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 1/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 2/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 3/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 4/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 5/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 6/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 8/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 9/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 10/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 11/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 12/12

Illustrations are made by me,
Credits to , a Warm Foot member and storywriter.

Description
Hawkmon plucked you from the ground with two clawed fingers and dangled you a mere inch from his wrinkly, sweaty sole. Once again, you were exposed to the full power of the sole's potent stench. "If you won't willingly clean my feet, then I guess I'll have to make you!" Hawkmon said, his tone both foreboding and annoyed. Then, without warning, Hawkmon presses you deep into the rank and musty flesh of his sole. You didn't even have enough time to react as the leathery flesh folded over your body and engulfed it in sweat and stink. Hawkmon then starts to slide you up his sole, until you were close to touching the claws, then slides you down to his very heel. You could feel your clothes dampen with talon sweat, and your skin slightly reddened from being rubbed into the rough, slimy flesh. Hawkmon repeated this process a few more times, he rubbed your feeble body up to his sharp toes, then down to his heel. This was it, this was Hawkmon's idea of punishment... being used as some kind of foot rag!

Hawkmon didn't let up there, though. After he was finished rubbing you across his sole, using your body to collect the filth that dwelled within the network of wrinkles, he pressed you into the middle of his sole, and twisted your body into the fleshy crevices. He performed this inhumane act of punishment several times. He would dangle you in front of a sweat-ridden area of the sole, then press you into the wrinkles and twist your body left and right to absorb the sweat that resided within them! You felt your bones painfully crack as the colossal clawed fingers forced your limbs into unhealthy and very uncomfortable positions. You try to cry out in agony but are cut off by the leathery sole flesh forcing its way into your gaping mouth.

Just as you were about to accept your humiliating and painful end, a miracle occurred. You were pulled from the rank flesh of the sole and dropped back onto the ground a safe distance from the foot. For the first time in what felt like an eternity, you were freed from the torment this merciless bird has brought onto you. You could still smell the awful stench of Hawkmon's feet floating in the air, but at least you were no longer being subjected to his sadistic torture games. If only you knew better to even think for a second that it was over...

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.....

TO BE CONTINUED! Go check down the other parts below or simply click Newer for next page ;3 This will follow up its continuation of both the comic and its story! >:3 Hope you enjoy it so far! ^^

Make love for Hawkmon and his very long and sexy feet! <3

Check other part(s):
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 1/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 2/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 3/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 4/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 5/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 6/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 8/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 9/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 10/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 11/12
Hawkmon and a tiny slave - Part 12/12

Illustrations are made by me,
Credits to , a Warm Foot member and storywriter.