Forced to smell feet story

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Just when you think you know what they want; they think you're crazy because you do give them what they want. I mean they tell you they love girls and can't get enough of them; and when you give them an opportunity to get kinky with a whole bunch of us girls they run a mile. Take Johnny for example. Now this is a guy who fucked me at the beginning of the school year and then told me he wanted to keep fucking me as long as he could keeping fucking other girls.

He told me he needed to "learn about women," can you believe that? He also told me he had a fantasy about being with a whole lot of girls at once, as if he'd have the stamina for that. But Johnny wanted it all; or I suppose he thought he did. Anyway, my friend Amy and I cornered Johnny in the dining hall one day and made a proposition. Though before I mention what that was, I should step back and let you know what my friends and I had been up to this year.

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The short of it is we were having the time of our lives. Because we were finally learning to have fun, and we had fun because we realized that fun didn't depend on boys. We had to have fun despite them because the fun we girls want to have isn't always the kind of fun boys have in mind.

And seeing that boys usually got what they wanted from us, it was about time we got what we wanted from them; and we could do just that as long as we worked together and helped each other out. Now I told you about Brian, that enormous pain in the ass who might have made my final year at college a real drag; but he didn't succeed because my friends and I Forced to smell feet story to have some fun and teach him a lesson and have been teaching him a lesson practically the entire school year.

And Brian's leaning all about girl power, and he's learning the hard way; and he's become really sweet and compliant, at least most of the time. And when he does act up and give me or my friends attitude, we make him regret it; and have fun doing so, I can tell you. Fun at all costs; that's our motto. And if a guy doesn't like it, Forced to smell feet story bad. Speaking of pain in the ass, Brian knows what that means all too well. Just the other day, we had some girls over from the Chi Omega sorority across the street for Thursday paddle practice. We stripped Brian and had him assume the position over the back of the sofa, his balls dangling so vulnerable between his legs for all to see and us girls trying out our paddling techniques on his soft, white ass; which, mind you, doesn't stay white for long but got awfully red.

Which is fine by us because we all love beating Brian's ass until it gets bright red, and watching his balls jiggle every time someone takes a paddle to his ass cheeks. And when it's done, I always remind him that we did it because he was a "pain in the ass. So everyone in our circle of friends knows about Brian and so every Thursday we invite everyone over to share a laugh over drinks and try out paddle techniques. Because you can never get too much practice. But I'm getting sidetracked. I was going to tell you about how much fun we've been having what with the fall school term almost finished.

And my friends and I have been determined to have even more fun and to make our term as memorable as possible. But there was one night only last week which we can never forget, nor will two stupid guys who totally got what was coming to them. And one of those guys was Brian, that asshole who was learning not to be such an asshole and to realize that the world didn't revolve around him and that what mattered was what my girlfriends and I wanted.

But he wasn't learning fast enough. I should mention, though, that Brian was my slave. Well, he was everyone's slave, and we told him that he had to do whatever any of us girls wanted whenever we wanted it. In short, he was community property and we girls made good use of him; it would have been a waste not to.

And with Brian, no one had to lift a finger. Anyone needed laundry done, we had Brian do it. We wanted some home cooking, we had Brian do it. Though his cooking left something to be desire at first, he's been learning a lot over the months and is actually pretty handy in the kitchen now.

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And then best part about having Brian do the cooking is we have him do it naked, which is always good for a giggle. And if it's a formal occasion, we'll give him a bowtie so he won't feel so exposed; though we're always having new girls over who can't help but giggle a little at seeing a boy from school naked and following all kinds of ridiculous orders like jump on one leg, bend over or do jumping jacks.

I think he still gets embarrassed when he's naked in front of newcomers, but it's all part of the fun. And there's nothing wrong with having a little fun. Oh, and Brian cleans dorm rooms and apartments. No complaints and no questions. And whenever a friend is moving, I make sure that Brian is there as long as he's needed because he's a workhorse and he needs to realize that. I mean he should make himself useful considering we let him worship our bodies too, which he should be grateful for, though he still hates it even after several months of worshiping our stinkiest body parts.

He doesn't know how lucky he is that he gets to worship our feet as much a he does, and we've trained him to be quite skilled with his mouth and hands. He's gained a bit of a reputation among us girls who love rewarding him for all his hard work cleaning, cooking and giving massages and pedicures by letting him have a little good, kinky, and often stinky fun under our feet.

It Forced to smell feet story a reward and maybe one day Brian will realize that and stop complaining about smelling and licking our feet when our feet get extra nasty and ripe. I wanted some first rate foot worship but he begged me not to make me worship my feet after I'd been wearing those nasty canvas sneaks. To which I told him that I had a long day "and that all I wanted from him was some quality foot worship. The way he acted you'd think it a crime for me or any of my friends to have stinky feet.

Big deal. Just make yourself useful and start making my fee feel amazing. It's not fair. So I told him to stop being a baby, take off my shoes and start smelling my toes so I could hear him. For me, there were few things more fun than watching smell my feet despite his obvious disgust.

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He hated feet and I loved it that I could make him smell and lick my feet and anyone else's anyway. He knew I need only call my friends over and he not only be smelling my feet but theirs too. And, as chance would have it, their feet sometimes smelled even worse than mine. She he shut up, pried off my sneakers and started sniffing my toes, and when he pulled away, I pushed my foot into his face, and my toes over his nose until I was ready for some foot worship.

I deserved it. By the way, if my friends and I are feeling a little horny, we'll usually have Brian get on his knees and eat us out until we cum. And sometimes my friends will come by just for orgasms, and when they get they're orgasms, they thank me for lending Brian and are usually on their way. It's oral sex when and whenever we want, and we don't have to ask.

We tell Brian and he does it; and when we want it again and again, he keeps licking until we're good and satisfied.

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Sometimes my friends and I will be watching tv when someone will open her legs and order Brian to eat her; which he does and then he winds up doing the same to everyone. The girls especially love coming by after practice and having Brian eat them out knowing just how sweaty they are and knowing that Brian has to bring them to orgasm no matter what.

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Because when he doesn't give one of us an orgasm, he knows there's hell to pay because we'll bend him over the sofa, paddle him and maybe do unspeakable things to him with dildos we keep on hand, not to mention tormenting his privates a little. I think guys underestimate how sadistic we girls can get. They'd be shocked to realize how much fun some of us have hurting guys. I mean my friends love it when he acts up and so they really give it to him until they have him on the floor, begging for forgiveness and promising to do everything he's told.

That's always the best moment, and we milk it for all it's worth. Once, one my of friends Gloria, couldn't cum even though Brian was licking her for fifteen minutes or so. I knew he was doing the best he could, but rules are rules and we made him regret failing to bring her to orgasm. And I think we even paddled his cock around; because if we didn't get the pleasure we wanted, he was gonna feel some pain where it really hurt.

I used to feel bad that Brian didn't get off, until I realized that's his problem. But he knows I take priority, even if I need just a face to put my feet after a long day while I watch a little Oprah. Heck, he knows even my feet take priority over anything he's doing. And with all the time he's spent worshipping our feet, he's been learning that every woman's feet take priority over any of his needs. And the best part is we don't have to care how nasty, stinky or dirty our feet are because he'll thoroughly worship them all the same.

And hopefully he'll realize how grateful he should be to have spent as much time as he has with our feet in his face, smelling, licking and sucking on them; and that ugly and incredibly stinky feet deserve the same attention and care as nice, clean ones.

Like I tell him every time, it's foot worship. It's not meant to be nice for him. It's nice for us. So you see, we've been quite sweet to him letting him worship our feet all Forced to smell feet story time. It's just that he doesn't realize how good he has it; but he does have it good.

And my friends Katey and Amy feel the same way because when he's done a good job of cleaning their rooms, or their clothes or anything else they needed done, they reward him by having him get on the floor, removing their shoes and socks and letting him smell their toes for a while the stinkier their toes the more they loved having him smell them and clean every inch of the feet and toes the sweatier and dirtier their feet, the more time is needed to clean them with his mouth.

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And the more generous they feel, the more time they'll spend getting their feet super ripe beforehand. And considering just how extra stinky Katey and Amy get their feet, I know Forced to smell feet story much they appreciate Brian and love rewarding him.

Though if there's one thing I wish I could do it's make Brian realize that doing our stinky feet is a reward and not a punishment. I mean it started out as a punishment because he hated smelly feet and wouldn't massage our feet even though he promised he would. So we gave him a dose of foot stink he wouldn't forget, but the more we did it to him, the more we realized he was lucky. I mean how many guys get opportunities to worship so many feet, and there are guys would consider it heaven to have their faces covered in hot, sweaty stinky feet; but not Brian.

Though I was hoping I could still change that; maybe cause him enough pain that a few horribly cheesy feet in his face would feel like heaven. It would be better for Brian if he could just have fun with it; then we wouldn't have to feel like we're teaching him a lesson. As long as we girls are having fun, he should have fun. We're having a laugh, he might as well in or he'll feel we're laughing at him. Which of course we are, but he can laugh at himself too and take enjoyment out of the fact that we're having a good time making use of him and humiliating him.

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And when he stops thinking he should get something out of it, we'll all be better off.

Forced to smell feet story

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