Still wanting to get up the stairs to see your friend but still see his college, cocky bro blocking your way. His large feet demanding respect before entry. This unspoken routine between the two of you, you lean in, and kiss the bottoms of his bare feet, the smell of them hitting you in the face. You make a face at the smell in which he picks up on, and quickly motions you to the stair below. You hastily sit down, resting your head face up on the stair below, letting him smother you with his foot bottoms. You lay there for a few minutes, heavily breathing in his foot odor before he releases you. He allows you to go up before snapping his fingers at you. You turn your face back to him and quietly say,”Thank you master sir. Your feet rule.”
Crazy right?! A piece of plastic can make my feet stink sooo bad…it’s worse than when I wear sneakers I’m telling you. By the end of the day I can smell my feet with every wiggle of my toes. Do you love it? Who’s got the prettiest stinkiest feet in the whole wide world? Me! That’s what I love to hear. Now I want you to take that dirty flip flop and get entire front in your mouth. Stretch your face out… only fags who can get all five toes into the back of their throat can worship my feet. Let’s see how big that mouth is. Use your tongue to clean that flippy floppy too… the streets are filthy. I’m gonna be over here beating my meat while I watch you fully debase yourself ok?
You met him online. He's one of those straight guys that baits faggots. You begged him to let you sniff his sweaty stinking smelly socked feet. He mocked you and said sure, but I'm coming over to your place and watching all three football games today and you're paying me a hundred bucks and you're going to make sure that there's a six pack of beer and nachos waiting for me. Of course you said yes Sir. He made you send pictures of the food and the beer and you had to transfer $50 into his account and he would take the other $50 once he was there. He came over and immediately kicked off his shoes and put his sweaty stinking socked feet up on your coffee table and said Now shut up bitch, sniff and kiss 'em and worship them like the dirty fucking faggot you are. How humiliating. And you just paid a man to do this and you ran around like an asshole getting me food and drink and paying your hard-earned money to sniff my dirty sock feet. How pathetic is that. All right get started, and not one fucking word out of you. And you ask me if you have to go to the bathroom, I'll let you know when you can go. There are going to be no to minimum breaks you little perverted sock sniffer faggot. Man I'm gonna have a great fucking day!
You were interviewing interns applying for the summer program at your company, you were excited, finally you got some control and a task where you’ll be instructing people, having employees work for you instead of you working for everyone else.
Damian, on paper, had the weakest application, you were only interviewing him as a formality, to have seen everyone who applied and give them a fair shot.
As soon as he came in, you were struck by how handsome he was, he was for sure the most attractive guy you’ve seen in the office since you started working there.
He didn’t seem nervous or trying to get you to like him, if anything he was more intimidating than intimidated. You didn’t get much of a chance to ask him many questions.
One minute after coming in he put his foot up on your desk, you would’ve of thought it was rude if he wasn’t so hot and clearly in control of the situation. Most of the interview was him asking “so what benefits will I get?” “Any hot women work here?” Both questions asked with a serious tone that made you answer him honestly and seriously. He wrapped the interview up by telling you “I won’t be coming in on Fridays”.
You knew the other applicants were more eager to work, had better qualifications and were nicer but you simply couldn’t help yourself, you’ve been staring at the bottom of his shoe the whole time, which was easy since he had them directly in your face. “Alright Damian, I’ll work out you not needing to come in Fridays, it’ll be a favor from me” you said hoping you’d win him over with that, he didn’t give a reaction, so you continued “you can start Sunday” when he heard this he got up, and headed for the door “please be here on time, interns start at 8” you said as he was exiting, he heard you but didn’t acknowledge or turn around.
Sunday came around, it was 9:45 and Damian still wasn’t in, with him not there you started thinking how stupid you were hiring the guy with no respect to you or the office and low qualifications, you pulled out all the other applicants you rejected and started reading them over, thinking which one you’ll call to replace him, and if he came in and saw it, he might get scared and start acting right to keep his position, you thought.
While you were looking over them he came in, at 10:15. When you saw him you remembered how flustered he got you the first time, looking how he does, putting his feet up on your desk, he got you so nervous.
“Damian, I’m glad you made it but you’re almost two hours late! I made the exception for Fridays but you can’t expect to keep this job if-“ he interrupted you, looking over at the paper in your hand, the application of another intern, and asked “what’s that in your hand?”
“Well it’s another application we got for your position, and if you’re not gonna show u-“ before you finished he grabbed the paper out of your hand and crumbled it up, and threw it back at you with a smirk “this is garbage, throw it and all the other applications out. I got the job” he said in a tone so commanding, before realizing what you were doing you got all the papers and got up to go throw them out, following his order.
When you came back in you found him sitting in your chair “Sorry Damian but that’s my desk, the interns sit over the-“ again he didn’t let you finish
“Listen, I'm not interested in playing a game with you. I will come into the office, whenever I feel like coming in, I will sit at this desk and fuck around. What you expected me to do, you will do. You will cover with your boss and this internship will be over before you know it”
This is when you realized you needed to put your foot down, he was hot and commanding but you couldn’t let him walk all over you like that so you asked sarcastically “and why would I be doing any of that?” That’s when got a smirk on his face, he had taken his shoes off, and put his feet up on your desk again.
“Because I know why you hired me faggot”
The moment he did that every thought in your brain disappeared, all you could think about was getting closer and getting to smell his socks.
“Now fetch me a cappuccino, not shitty office cappuccino, run to the coffee shop” he ordered you.
“Yes, yes okay” you said.
“Yes?” He asked you in a serious tone this time.
You realized your mistake instantly “Yes Sir, sorry, yes Sir”
He laughed at you again “good boy, and don’t be late, my feet need a massage” he said.
You got even harder than you were before, you knew for the rest of his internship time, you’ll be working for Damian, not the other way around.
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Rick was on his knees, looking up at his roommate and his best friend. His roommate Trey had found out about his foot fetish and wanted to exploit it. He had him worship his shoes, socks, and feet for the past several weeks. Trey's best friend, Nick, didn't believe him. So Nick came over to see this for himself.
"See, my little foot slave and roommate down there at our feet. He likes feet so much that he agreed to worship both of our feet." Trey laughed and pointed at Rick.
Rick didn't really agree to worship both of their feet, but Trey threatened to post pictures online if he didn't.
"Wow, your roommate is a foot slut just like you said." Nick laughed, looking down at Rick at their feet. "You heard your master, start worshipping." He added.
Trey only laughed at what his best friend just said and snapped his fingers at Rick.
Rick understood that action and began to lick both Trey's and Nick's rank feet.
Here at New America University we have a commitment to diversity, contrary to what the lying media would tell you. In fact, we have recently adopted a new diversity program for our queer student body. In collaboration with our campus’ renowned fraternity community we have created a special meal plan for our gay male students. The Homegrown, Optimized, Manmade, Organic Food (or HOMO-Food) meal plan is an alternative to the normal meal plan which has been designed by campus health faculty with the nutritional needs of gay men in mind. As the name suggests, the food is made here on campus by prime Alpha Male students who have generously donated their time and energy to making our campus more welcoming.
But what does the HOMO-Food plan entail? Well, the gay boys subscribed to the plan will have a wonderful array of options to choose from to sate their needs. One of our most popular options is Alpha Male feet. One of our illustrious students prepares the dish over a period of time (Usually ranging from 2-7 days) by marinating in unwashed socks. The meal is then served on a platter in the middle of the dining hall where other students can see the faggot sucking on the feet of its betters. Of course, this meal is only served after the fag student has begged for its meal for the appropriate amount of time.
Another popular serving is Man Piss which is served in a glass prepared in latrines on site. The acrid bouquet and bitter taste have been described by HOMO-Food diners as ‘the best thing they’ve ever tasted’ and ‘Like liquid domination being poured down my pathetic throat’. Of course, fag students can request to drink striaght from the tap at the latrines, but that is charged extra based on the wills of the Alpha employees on site at that time. Of course, we’ve found that with the fine examples of Manhood who have volunteered for the program at New America University, there is no price a fag will not pay for a good belly full of Man Piss.
For Dessert options we have two equally appetizing finishers. Despite the limited selection HOMO-Food subscribers often have had trouble deciding what finishing option to choose in the past. So, we have elected to remove their choice from them. Instead the Alphas on duty will decide what (or if) you will be dining on for dessert.
If you have an Alpha who is feeling a bit randy or just generous you could end up thrown over a table and being given the luxury of serving as a tool for the Man to whip up a nice, thick, and creamy dose of Superior Cum. The preparation may leave fag students with sore throats and difficulty speaking, but most other students consider the forced silence the fags have to deal with as a bonus.
On the other hand, you may end up on your knees being served a meaty helping of Manass. The musky and flavorful option, served between two juicy and hairy buns, will leave your mouth watering for more no matter how much you lick and suck on the delicious hole served up to you. However, we try not to let fags have too much choice here at New America University and so your dining time will be left up to the discretion of the Alpha being serviced. This may mean a meal of just several minutes or it may mean you miss all your classes for the day as the Man was busy enjoying being worshipped.
Whatever the case you will surely end the meal a bit sloppy and disheveled. But have no fear your dining experience on the HOMO-Food meal plan comes with a complementary towel service. Just shove your face into the sweaty pit of your Alpha chef and rub your face in there until he has decided you are clean enough.
The HOMO-Food plan has been such a success that the university is making it a mandatory part of all fag student’s tuitions. Of course, the price of the plan is twice as much as the normal meal plan so that we can subsidize the financial wellbeing of our Alpha employees, but we have no doubt that fag students will be happy to pay. But don’t take our word for it, listen to the review from real fags like yourself!
“When I signed up for the HOMO-Food plan I had no idea how it would change my life. I’m happier, more submissive, and so much more grateful for the Real Men in my life.”
“I am so grateful to be allowed to worship Real Men here at New America University. I always tip as much as I can to my Alpha chef every time I enjoy a meal.”
“My Straight friend gave me a free trial voucher of the HOMO-Food meal plan during a tour as a joke since I wasn’t even planning to attend New America University after hearing all the rumors about homophobia. When I went to cash the voucher (as a joke) I realized just how wrong I was. The HOMO-Food plan made me realize my stupid objections to homophobia were just faggy nonsense. Now I, and my superior Straight friend, are much happier.”
HOMO-Food is just the beginning of the wonderful diversity initiatives we have planned. Beginning in Fall 2024 we will be introducing the Chastity Affects Gay Ethos program (CAGE for short). Which we hope will improve relations between gay students and Straight students.
With exciting opportunities abounding now is the time to sign up for New America University. Enclosed in this marketing letter is an application and an envelope to submit your application today.
And don’t forget to $end in your application fee as well faggots.
After the magnificent success of the HOMO-Food program instituted during the previous academic year New America University has attracted a large number of gay students. We are proud that our initiatives are attracting a new population of students. However, during surveys of incoming straight male students, we discovered that many of these Men are uncomfortable at the thought of the gay male student population ‘gooning’ to their ‘perverted fantasies’ of them. These young Men were most disapproving of the possibility of this happening if they were randomly assigned a gay male as a roommate in their dorm.
New America University prides itself on being a center for the enrichment and advancement of new generations of real American Men. So we took these concerns into mind when creating our new initiative, the Chastity Affects Gay Ethos program, or CAGE for short. Based on our research, social relations between gay males and Straight Men improve as much as 140% when the gay male is known by both parties to be wearing a chastity cage. The Straight Man is comfortable knowing that the gay male is not able to get an erection from the Man’s presence and the gay male is able to focus more attention onto the Straight Man and his needs.
With this research in mind, new students who are identified as fags by our enrollment staff will be required to wear a chastity cage at all times when on campus. As part of freshman orientation each fag will have their penises measured and a custom cage will be built to fit them securely so no chance of accidental erections occur. Luckily, we have found in our preliminary testing that the average fag penis size is below 3 inches and so the material costs to create these cages are much less sizeable than previously estimated. However, fags will still be expected to pay the full cost of the cage to the Men on staff during move-in day when they are caged.
Once the cages are in place they are locked and the keys are given to a selection of students who have agreed to become keyholders. These Men are paid a stipend to not only keep track of these keys, but also to monitor the fag to ensure that the program is working as intended. In order to facilitate this these Men will be roomates with their assigned fag.
Of course, the benefits of this program are not only experienced by our Straight Male students. A trial run of the CAGE program was conducted earlier this year with a small selection of prospective freshmen students. The results showed that fags enjoyed this program just as much or even more than their Straight keyholders. fags reported that the constant ache they felt in the cage whenever the Straight Men were around initially bothered them, but they quickly adjusted by ignoring their denial by finding a new source of pleasure in serving the Men.
fags reported feelings of belonging and happiness as they did their keyholder’s laundry, cleaned the keyholder’s rooms, and serving as their keyholder’s footrest. The fags indicated that their constant state of arousal with no relief meant they became more focused on living vicariously through their keyholder’s pleasure. Some reported feeling like slaves, but contrary to common conception the fags who reported this unanimously felt this was a good thing and wanted to more formally make that arrangement permanent.
The Men for their part have taken to the situation with the trailblazing eagerness and domination to be expected from our future leaders. As keyholders their duties include punishing misbehaviors of fag students such as disrespecting Straight Men, disobeying Straight Men, or implying any sense of equality between fags and Straight Men. They have whipped the fags into shape through rigorous and steady discipline like spanking. Some Men have used the promise of future temporary ‘release’ from the cages for their fags. Of course, even though this is within their discretion, this release has not come to pass. Others promise the fag a reward of servicing the keyholder’s cock or licking their feet. Although such rewards are readily available through the HOMO-food program, we have found that caged fags hold their keyholders in highest regard and will seek out such rewards even with other options available.
Some may still be apprehensive about the program, but you don’t have to take our word for it. We’ve included some excerpts from interviews with students in the trial program below.
“My father signed me up for NAU against my will but now I see he was right now that my roommate holds my keys. I no longer want to march for fag rights. I only want to make my master happy.”
“My little dick used to constantly get hard around all the Straight Men in my school. Being around them was torturous and they even made fun of me whenever they could see my dick leaking after they shoved their feet in my face. Now, they still make fun of me, but I’m able to focus on making sure they get all the enjoyment out of it they deserve.”
“I was so upset when my keyholder turned out to be my high school bully. He used to shove my face in his pits during gym class and I used to cry later in the stalls as I jerked off trying to taste any bit of his pit stink that was left on my face. I tried to get it changed but I was told that the fag’s decision didn’t matter in the assignment. Now when he shoves my face in his pits and laughs I’m not able to jerk off and I’m constantly horny for him. He keeps telling me if I do a good enough job cleaning his pits he’ll let me jerk off again so I’m trying to become the best fag for him that I can.”
“I used to think fags were useless until I signed up for this program. I still think they’re pretty disgusting but at least they can be of service. Oh, and they suck cock pretty good too.”
As you can see this program will be a welcome change for our student population. We expect our program to become a model emulated by campuses across the nation. In fact, given the enthusiasm for the early trials several elected officials across the nation are currently advocating further research for a potential nationwide mandate for all government funded schools to have a mandatory CAGE program.
With exciting opportunities abounding now is the time to sign up for New America University where the future looks Strong, Straight, and Masculine.
New America University continues to break ground in the world of patriarchal education. The newly increased number of fag students has brought about a question of our course offerings and degrees. As numerous studies by our faculty have indicated, fags are not adept to work alongside Men as equals in either mind or body. As such, many feel it an insult to award fags the same level of degree as their Male peers. To correct this injustice NAU is now offering courses in our new degree programs created specifically for fags. The College of Underling Menials Revering Alpha Glory, cumrag for short, is set to open this spring at NAU.
CUMRAG is a first of its kind institution in hierarchical education. The college hosts fag-only programs which will prepare queer students to best server their superiors in the workplace. The college will offer various degree programs which are sure to appeal to our the fag populace.
In the Holeology program, fags will learn how to utilize their holes to best serve the needs of their betters. In this program professors will drill deep into the minds (and throats) of their students until they are nothing more than a hole. The vital skills in this program are essential for future careers as secretarial office fags. After all, the Men doing the real work need something to relieve their stress into.
The Objectification Studies program trains fags in a philosophy of service to use their body to make a man’s life easier. Training in physical fitness and philosophy of servitude will leave fags with the skills they need to serve as foot rests, rimming chairs, or whatever object their future masters need them to be.
Our more devout CUMRAG attendees also have the option of pursuing Religious Studies. However, the only study allowed in this program is the worship of Straight Men. Fags will kneel in their classes each day as they learn how to worship Men properly. Repetition of mantra’s designed to reinforce the message of fag inferiority and Straight superiority will be emblazoned into the mind of fag students. The skills they gain in foot worship, muscle worship, and other areas will prepare the fags for labor in any field of service.
The Jock Management program is a specialized program dedicated to the servitude of Male athletes. Fags train to provide service related to building up these Men and encouraging their growth. Skills such as equipment management, tongue cleaning (both dirty laundry and bodies), endurance training (to better serve as a punching bag), and various sports management techniques are taught in this program. Although this is a specialized program it is important to note that fags in this program are likely to find success in other fields outside the limited positions available as a locker room fag. We expect that the skills in this role will also be helpful to fag hoping to become service fags for men in the trades.
Finally, our Fagonomics program will educate our fag students in how to be a better cashfag for men. Fags will learn about principles like the 60/30/10 rule which states that “60% of your income should go to a Man’s wallet, 30 percent should be reserved for bus fare to work and other fixed expenses which allow the fag to earn more money for Men, and 10% should be left for the fag to live off of.”
The Male faculty and staff at CUMRAG have a history of fag training and are the foremost leaders in knowing the fag mind. fags should be prepared to go above and beyond to please their professors’ if they wish to graduate Magna Cum Laude.
In collaboration with our CAGE program we will now be pairing CUMRAG fags with keyholders who are suited to reinforcing the skills their fag’s will be learning in their degree program.
fags in the Holeology program can expect to use their throats to serve as a urinal and cockwarmer for their keyholder as he plays games for hours on end.
Religious studies fags will find themselves forced into worship from sunrise to sunset on their keyholder’s day’s off.
Objectification studies fags will often find themselves spending most of their time in their dorms as a footrest as their keyholder trains them to be silent and still until addressed like a good fag.
These are just the beginning courses at CUMRAG and we hope to add more in the future. For too long have Men had to deal with untrained and inferior service from inferiors who were poisoned by higher education into believing they are equals. New America University believes it has finally solved this problem. CUMRAG alumnae will show the world the ideal place for fags in the hierarchy.
With exciting opportunities abounding now is the time to sign up for New America University where the future looks Strong, Straight, and Masculine.
New America University has long stood as a pillar of progress in reinstating the importance of masculinity in the world by creating bonds among men. We encourage all incoming straight freshmen to join clubs and create a bond of fraternity with their fellow future leaders. Notably, however, most club memberships are limited only to straight community members. We believe that men should be men and to do that they need to bond with other men of equal status.
However, we recently heard complaints about the lack of fag-friendly clubs on campus. Normally, we would ignore complaints from fags as the comfort and care of our straight male students is the highest priority. However, we found that a surprising number of incoming straight freshmen had also joined these complaints. According to these young men they wanted to be able to join clubs alongside their long time fag friends who were also incoming freshmen as well.
As policy we tend to prioritize interaction between equals to reinforce the hierarchical reality of our world. However, we, like all institutions, have to be open to change and for that reason the university permitted the creation of the newly founded NAU GSA this past year. The club is open to both straight and gay students and will encourage students to talk about the struggles facing both straight men and fags in today’s climate. Although this may seem against NAU’s goals we have added several policies which we believe will help further the goals of creating a masculine future.
First, the club leader can only be a straight man. Getting fag students accustomed to the reality that only their straight superiors are equipped to be leaders is essential.
Second, in order to speak, fag students must receive permission from a straight student. This reinforces the lesson for the straight men that their voice matters most and helps all students, normal and fag alike, to shake off the toxic messages of equality which may have poisoned their self-perception.
Third, all fag members must pay $200 dues to be a part of the club. Funds are needed for any club to run. It would be abhorrent to make our straight students pay for something that fags could fund for them. And so only fags have to pay dues. We believe this is the best policy since most fags are willing to pay even more to be in the presence of their superiors.
Fourth, only the votes of straight men matter when deciding on club matters. As their opinions are the only ones that matter it is only correct that the straight men of the club have a say over future club activities, new rules, and where spending of the club’s funds go. Of course, fag students are still allowed and encouraged to vote. We find it to be a healthy experience for fags to use their right to vote only to have their vote mean nothing to their straight superiors.
Fifth, during meetings fag students must obey all orders given to them by real men. This should go without saying, but making it a formal written rule is helpful for new students. Any fag found to have disobeyed this, or any other rule, will be subject to fines or physical punishment which is voted on by the club.
With these rules in place we believe we can breach the gap and educate all members in the club about the proper etiquette and behaviors they should exhibit within the natural hierarchy. After one semester we’re already seeing results. Within the first month of participating in the GSA both fag and straight student belief in so called “gay equality” dropped to single digit numbers. Of course, data can be manipulated so we would like to provide some interview excerpts from club members.
“My friends and I made a pact when we decided to go to New America University that we wouldn’t buy into the homophobic ideals and we would remain friends. To prove their devotion to that pact my straight friends said we should join the GSA to help out with gay rights on campus. At the first meeting the president declared that all fags had to kneel silently for the meeting while the straight men talked. My friends spoke up and protested on my behalf and the president chose to punish me to show them that fags shouldn’t be advocated for. He made me spend the meeting beneath his bare feet, licking and sucking them clean. My friends tried to get me to leave but I couldn’t pull myself away. By the end of the second meeting my friends were calling me a faggot both in and out of meetings. After the third they began slapping me whenever I disagreed with them. Now, I don’t even get a word in when we (or really they) hang out to play games. My duty is to serve as their cocksucker, urinal, and whatever else they want. I’m so happy New America University helped them embrace their superiority.”
“I joined the GSA in hopes to improve the status of gay students on campus. The only reason I went to NAU is because my step-dad said its the only place he’d help pay tuition for since it would help ‘get my head right’ about my sexuality. Despite that I had hopes that I could change things. So, in my first meeting, I proposed we use the funds to host a pride celebration. First I was punished by having my balls kicked since I spoke without permission. Then I had to watch as all the members voted on my idea anyway. A number of fags voted for my idea, but their votes were tossed out so we had a 100% disapproval for pride recorded as the vote. When I protested again the group voted to silence me by having one of the members sit on my face for the rest of the meeting and the following 3. I’m not sure why I kept coming back even knowing that, but by the time my punishment period was up I had given up all hope of equality. The good news is I’m now dedicating my studies to being a better seat for my superiors.”
“I once bought into the lie of equality when my former best friend came out to me as gay in high school. We parted ways to different universities, but I joined the GSA because I thought helping out people like him would be a good thing to do. During my time in the club I’ve seen fags do the most disgusting and depraved shit all while their little dicklets twitch in their cages. I’ve since renounced any belief in fag equality and am now furious that I ever considered a fag a friend. Luckily its not entirely a wash. I met some other actual men at the club and we’ve become real bros. I’ve also been talking with my fag friend about my time in the GSA. He still believes in fag equality bullshit, but I’ve recently pushed him and he has admitted to stealing my stinking socks and dirty underwear while we were friends. I’m enraged but not surprised. Luckily NAU has taught me how to deal with queers like him. So I’m looking forward to Thanksgiving break when I can meet back up with him and bash his face in like he deserves.”
There are many more cases like the above examples, but suffice to say it seems like the club has been a success. The myth of fag equality is pervasive, but with the right influence it can be dispelled. So we encourage all men to look into our programs at New America University where the future looks Strong, Straight, and Masculine.
Quietly licking at his feet while he is in his own space after running for a few miles. You had been his friend and running buddy, but that changed the moment he realized how eager you were to please him.
"They better not be any sweat droplets and dirt left on my soles." He says, sternly looking at your face, tongue extended on his dirty feet. You submissively nod and continue, not saying anything, knowing that you could only speak with permission. Licking away every speck of dirt, the salty sweat entering your system, the cheesy foot-smell overtaking your head more second by second, his dirty toes being the source of the most intense smell. "I can't believe you were actually someone I actually viewed as a person. If I had known from the get-go that you were merely a useless footlicking loser, I would've had you under my feet servicing me a long time ago."
Wiggling his toes, you feel his burning eyes on you. "Don't forget my toes, the gunk I've accumulated will be your meal for the day." You obey again, swirling your tongue between every toe of his, licking away the toejam while the humiliation continues unfolding.
It was your birthday and every birthday you would visit the tallest building in your city to enjoy the view with your best friend.
This year was no different, you had a small gathering with your small circle of friends and family. At the end of the party you received all your presents, well not all of your presents cause Aaron hadn't given anything at that moment.
You arrived at the tower and sat down to enjoy the view. The sky was blue and it was very hot that day. After an hour of chatter up there Aaron interrupted the conversation. “Alright, I know that I still haven't given you a present, so just wait here." He got up and was away for 1 minute to come back with a wrapped up box. He handed it to you, but before you could open it he stopped you. "Alright, so I want you to open this box with your back turned to me. Do it slowly, and the moment you see what it is, I want you to turn around 'cause I have another present for you." He grinned with a wink.
You complied, turning your back and slowly opening the box. You heard some noise behind you, like he was changing. You ignored this, because of a cheesy familiar smell coming from the box. You untied the bow and slowly lifted the lid up. Your eyes started to water as you were met with 2 grey socks, which obviously had lost its white color. You were confused, knowing that you had never admitted your foot fetish to anyone.
You turned around to see Aaron shirtless sitting up on the deck with his bare soles exposed. "Surprise!" He said wiggling his toes with an amused grin. "W-what is this?" you said, trying to act like you didn't know what was going on. "Now don't act stupid, you think I've never noticed you straight up staring at my feet for hours?" You went red, knowing you got caught.
"I didn't know what to give you, so I looked down at my feet and got the perfect solution!" He exclaimed. You were lost for words, with the stink from the socks still assaulting your nose. "It's a hot day, so come here and lick these feet. You can suck and clean those socks later." You practically sprinted down and lapped at his soles. "Don't get too comfortable now, this will be an annual thing." Aaron laughed before relaxing.
Your life shifted 180 degrees after your roommate found out how pathetic you are. You vowed to worship him to cut every one out of your life and focus on him. Your life revolves around him. The best thing about your new life? You know he can throw you out at any point and get tens of fags to seve him.
He beat you up until you started crying and begging for your life. He gave you one final slap before he sat on couch and rested his feet. "I hope you learned your lesson this time faggot. I said the only thing you can do is take one picture of my feet and go to your room to jerk your dicklet off, and pay me your 'cum tax' every time you cum to it. Stop begging to sniff or lick my feet, you are not getting any closer than that fag. Paying the rent and doing all house chores doesn't mean I'll let you near my feet homo, it is the least a subhuman like you can do to an alpha man like me. Be thankful I allow you to see my bare feet, or next time I'll make sure you end up hospitalized."
"I got some amazing news to you faggot. You're about to reach the ultimate level of faggness. Your sister is fucking pregnant with my alpha son, your future master. Now go get me a beer so I can celebrate and come lick my feet clean."
You didn't hesitate to do as he asked, you were scared of saying anything especially since you saw him yesterday beat your parents up and force them to work overtime because their paychecks weren't enough for him.
You gave him his beer and started worshipping his feet.
"However I'll need a new pussy to use in the meantime. It'll definitely hurt, but you know that since her screams keep you awake when I fuck her. My 9 inch monster will tear your virgin pussy faggot."
You got afraid and stopped licking his foot for a second, ablnd before you realized his foot was stomping your face.
"You got scared pussy fag? You're a faggot, you should beg for my cock. Don't worry the same way I turned your whole family into my slaves I'll turn your hole into my pussy."
He stopped stomping and rested his feet again and you continued worshipping them.
"Maybe I'll make you the town's pussy next and have every alpha use you. You should be proud and honored for being treated like this faggot, others dream about being owned by me."
Their was nothing you could do. You didn't want to do anything, you accepted your fate as you sucked his toes.
"Thank you master."
Your sister stopped moaning and you knew what you should do. You rushed into the corridor and knelt at the door of her room seconds befor he
I hope you like the view down there cause you're gonna be spending the afternoon there with my stinking socked foot on your face over your nose so every sniff you take will be full of my sock stink. Ya, you get why I duct taped your mouth shut now, huh? LOL Time for me to start gaming with my buds, enjoy your afternoon as my sock sniffer, faggot.
As you were on the floor massaging sniffing kissing and worshiping your Boss' sweaty smelly dress socked feet after work hours in his office yet again, you realized that you saw way more of him this way than any other. In fact, you're convinced that if you were on the floor and couldn't look up, and there was a line of men sitting there with their shoes off, that just by look and smell you'd be able to pick out your Boss' stinking socked feet. Not a day went by when this wasn't your view. He didn't even have to tell you to do it anymore. Whenever you walk into his office if his shoes are off, you get down on the floor. He told you that's why he hired you, a faggot, as his administrative assistant. He said there were much more competent people than you, all women, but he hired you because he knew you were a faggot and he knew that he could manipulate you and humiliate and degrade you for his own sadistic fun. And he could also take advantage of you and make you work long nights doing the tedious parts of his job while he would go out drinking with his executive buddies or spending time with his wife and kids. You were starting to spend more time as his fag sock slave than you were as his administrative assistant. He'd even started to make you suck him off a few times a week. But he said you would always first and foremost be his faggot sock sniffing slave, and to reinforce that he made sure that your face had contact with his sweaty smelly dress socked feet at least once a day. Occasionally he made you come into work on Saturdays, and while he worked and made conference calls, he made you lay under his desk and used your face as his footstool rubbing those dirty smelly socked feet that he been wearing all week all over your face. Those weekend work days went unpaid of course. And you had to thank him.
“Hey, footslave, I’ve got 5 lives left on this game so if you want to start your daily worship allowance, now’s your chance.”
“Thank you, Master, for the opportunity. I will be as quick as I can. Please ignore me while I do what I need to do.”
“Oh, don’t worry beta-boy, I don’t have any desire to look up from my game or down at you while you do your…business.”
“Understood, Master.”
“15 minutes, footboy. And remember, we don’t even refer to it once you’ve come, licked up and gone. Man, what a twisted housemate you are. At least it means the number of chores I have to do is zero and the amount of rent I have to pay is nil. Isn’t that right, beta footsub?”
“Yes, Master, absolutely. You deserve to be waited on hand and foot. You deserve all my worship. You’re my Superior and boss. I am so lucky to have the privilege of being underneath your godly feet!”
“Good footboy. That’s what I like to hear. Now, go!”
