Hand me all your cash
Lick worship and kiss my dirty treads
Get stomped on
That’s what you’re good for
You’re welcome
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@mtdk1
Hand me all your cash
Lick worship and kiss my dirty treads
Get stomped on
That’s what you’re good for
You’re welcome
When you lost your job and had to take one at half the salary with no benefits, your sister let you move into the guest room at her house for a really low rent. Your brother in law always acted like you being gay was no big deal, that he was as accepting of it as your sister was. But once you were living in his house you found out differently. He hated faggots. He resented having a faggot live under his roof and the only reason he shut up about you moving in was because he didn't want to end up splitting from your sister after the huge fight they'd have over this. So, to make it known how he felt, whenever your sister wasn't home he'd bully and humiliate you. His favorite thing was to sit in his big, comfortable easy chair where he sat as the head of the household, watching football and having his wife bring him beer and snacks, and make you get on your hands and knees and lick the dirty soles of his sneakers or shoes or boots. Then he'd make you take them off and sniff, kiss, massage and worship his sweaty smelly socked feet. And he was all man, they smelled. He'd use your face as their footstool too and would sometimes make you get up on your knees, legs spread, directly in front of him, and kick you in the balls with one of his big sweaty socked feet to really show you their and his power over you. In your gutteral pain after that he'd make you thank him and kiss his smelly socks. Your sister worked evenings and you and your brother in law both worked days so there was a LOT of time every evening for him to use you like this, and in lots of other ways faggots should be bullied. And you couldn't get away, you couldn't afford to move out. So you were his sock sniffing fag bitch for the foreseeable future.