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@purpledperspective
Oh boy you really shouldn’t have done that you know? Told you what would happen when you misbehaved… have worn these socks for two weeks now and man they are literally toxic! I have to put my shoes outside otherwise my whole house reeks like my feet. It’s gonna be an hour for each command you ignored boy. 8 hours with your nose in those puppies and gagged with my socks it is! 😈 if you can think after that we’ll double the time. Let’s make sure you’ll never be a disobedient pupper
Fucks your wife, fucks your wallet, then leaves. As it should be, cuck.
He makes sure to leave your side of the bed wet and gooey. One time when you walked in on them he had your pillow under his superior ass as your wife bounced on his dick. When he left you saw it socked with fluids, cum and pure man sweat, your wife told you to stick your face in it then proceed to tell you he let loose a dozen farts on it. She then told you next time he was over your face was going to be replacing the pillows position for the evening.
He helped me put it on. It felt so good. We started to make out and I just strained in it. After we were both ripe, he flopped me on my back and started to fuck me. I couldn’t believe I was caged and getting fucked like a girl, but it was happening. I could feel the ecstasy start to build. I never imagined I could cum with a cage on my dick, but I did. We both came at about the same time. It was unbelievable. Best sex of my life.
When he realized I came to, he smiled and said, “That’s excellent boy, but not in the way you might think.” I didn’t know what he meant, but I was ready to take it off. He smiled and gave me the key. I asked if he wanted the cage back. He smiled and said, “Keep it boy. I’m pretty sure you’re going to want to put it on later.” I had no interest in putting it on again but knew how expensive they were and didn’t want to be ungrateful so I kept it.
I woke up the next morning and put it on. I couldn’t stop thinking about it. I had to have a feeling again. When I saw him at work that afternoon, he looked at my crotch and smiled. I got very self-conscious and asked if he could notice it. He said, “I knew you’d have it on. You came in that cage. You’ll be in and out of chastity for the rest of your life. You’re a fag. Enjoy it.”
While I love being free use as much as the next slut, there's just something special about being your roommates' free use toilet.
During movie night, one roommate would gently guide your head down to their soft cock, placing the tip in your mouth and letting loose. If someone's already occupying the bathroom, that's no problem- another roommate would just spread his legs and expect your tongue waiting for his shit.
They'd piss in your drinks, shit in your food (sometimes without telling you) and you'd be expected to thank them <3
The entire room smelled so bad when each guy pulled his used jock strap from his gear bag and removed the cup. What can we do, it was tradition! During the end of the season party, each guy had to drink from another players athletic cup. This meant most of us tried to make our cup as foul as possible, most hadn't washed their jock the entire season just to keep his cup as ripe as possible. Drink up boys!
Dirty Desires : Post Game Feedback
You sat on the expensive bed, unable to move as the captain tied you up tight. This was a seasonal punishment, only carried out after the final each season against the least valuable player. This season that was you. Missing practice and a few games was pretty much gaurenteed to make you least valuable, but you had never dreamed of what would happen, most recipients only ever saying it was a wake up call to improve.
"Such a good shoe sniffer! Hows my foot funk? A full seasons worth of it in that shoe! Runs every night, gym, practice, it has been on my foot during all of it for the past few months!" His words tortured you as much as the eye watering scent. Alas there was no way to resist, reduced to a immobilized shoe sniffer until his scent was baked into your nostrils and lungs. "Last years least valuable player said he could smell my feet for weeks! And that was with a shoe I only owned for a month! So don't worry about taking big deep proud inhales for your captain! You'll be smelling me for months!"
DAY 67
Got any eggs left?
Good.
Put 2 into your panties and pretend they are your balls.
Dance around.
Play with them.
Dance some more.
And then BallBust them.
SMASH THEM!!
And leave them there for the rest of the day..
The master in a jar post is doing pretty well. But I was super rushed when I wrote it and I worry that some people may not be able to decipher my ramblings. So here is a visual representation. You can see a mark near the top of the jar. If the rocks in the jar do not go past the mark at the top of the jar. The sub can not cum. Each day you take one rock out of the jar. To put rocks back in you must complete one of the listed challenges. The penalty for letting the jar empty is severe. You can not have a rock credit. (Ie you can’t complete a challange when the jar is full and then not take a rock out the next day) but you can complete more then one challange at once. (Ie eat two Brussel sprouts standing in the corner while plugged)
DAY 112
Easy task today.
Wash your armpits.
And your toes.
With your tongue!!
I came back to my apartment to Nathan, sitting on the couch with a pile of socks on the coffee table in front of him. He had a grin on his face, and his eyes were glued to me.
"I've been having an issue with my socks getting lost randomly for the past few months. You said they are probably getting lost in the washing machine. Well, guess what, I found these in your room. Anything to say for yourself?"
"Oh yeah, I found them yesterday while cleaning, but you weren't here, so i took them to my room. I was gonna give them back today. What would I do with your socks, Nathan?"
He stood up and walked towards me. I panicked, hoping he had bought the lies. He stood in front of me and hit me in my stomach, and kicked my head. I fell to the ground, and he got down and pulled me by my hair.
"Listen, you filthy sock pig. I know that every day for the past four months, you pervert were stealing my filthy socks and taking them to your room to sniff them and get off their smell. You loser will now do as I say. Clothes off, now!"
He knew what I've been doing and I couldn't do anything about it now except follow his demands. I took my clothes off and knelt, trying to hide me penis.
He reached out to a sharpie and walked my way. He pulled my hair to straighten my posture and started writing on my body. I had no idea what was going on and what would happen, but I was so overwhelmed to try to fight it. I tried to read wat he had written, and it was the names he was calling me by, pig, loser, pervert, filthy...
He finished and went to sit back down.
"Here's the thing, pig. I suspected you were stealing the socks, so I put a hidden camera in your room. And as I suspected, you filthy loser stole my socks and went crazy at them, sniffing them, stuffing them in your mouth, and cumming on them like the disgusting pig you are. I wanted to beat the shit out of you and but then I thought about all twisted pigs like you out there... I thought this could go both ways. You be a pervert and make money from it. You're pretty famous, actually. So yes, these videos I took in the hidden camera are being sold to pigs like you all over the world, and today I want to make more money but don't worry you'll have more fun too. We'll start by a video of you declaring your submission to me, and then I'll give you a gift. One I've been working on for a month."
"How can you do that. You will ruin my life."
Before I could continue, he was back standing, looking down at me. He kicked my balls and spit on face.
"Three month worth of tapes. Do you know how many times you fucked someone like a normal person? Zero. Do you know how many times you fucked my socks? Every single day. You are ruined. I'm giving you the opportunity of being slave and I know you won't refuse it. Stop wasting my time, I have money to make. Now I'll go sit and record you, show everyone how much of a pathetic loser you are."
He sat down and held his phone and signaled for me to start.
"I'm here to declare myself as Master's Nathan slave. For the past few months, I've been stealing his socks to pleasure myself. He comes back from his construction job every day with sweaty socks that a week pig like me couldn't resist. I made a mistake in keeping it a secret or at least thinking I did. I should've told him. He is a superior man, I am a loser. And for that, I'm here today to let everyone know that I'm perverted loser who will completely submit to my superior Master and turn myself into content for his financial gain. Thank you Master Nathan for this opportunity."
I bowed after my last sentence.
"This sure will ruin your life sock pig. But it's okay, because I demand it. Now as for the gift. For the past months I wore the same socks. I'll now set up the camera and take my shoes off. Worship my socks. Do it well. Do a good job and I'll reward you. I'll let you have this pair of socks as a gift."
I got so horny and nervous. I couldn't wait to know how they smelled.
He set up the camera and told me to start. I buried my face in his socked feet. The stench was so strong, but my brain was switched off, I turned into a starving pig while I blessed my face and mouth with his socks. They were the best socks I've ever smelled, and I wanted to have them as my reward. I want to sleep with them on my pillow, I want to jerk off to them every day.
After around 30 minutes, he told me to stop. He took his socks off and throwed them.
"Go fetch pig. Keep them. I'll have these videos out soon, but be ready for more content. I'll milk you and pigs like you and leave my job to live like a king. I deserve it."
a partner having me drink something they pissed in in front of people
before going out, they make sure to top off my water bottle with a little bit. just enough to taste it in every sip, so every time I get a little thirsty, I get a reminder of what it actually is that I'm most thirsty for. I spend my whole day tasting their piss without anyone being any the wiser
at a fast food restaurant, they snag my mostly empty drink cup and bring it back from the bathroom full, or pour some out of a full one to make room, and set it on the table across from me, acting like normal, as if it's at all possible that there's an employee there that doesn't know that they just got me a refill from a different type of fountain
at a party, they get beers for everyone, only before they give me mine, they open it, take a long swig, and then bring it down to their crotch to replace the lost liquid, right there in front of everyone. they leave a little drop of piss running down the neck for the rest of the party to watch me lick off, and I'm met with jeers and whistles as I start with just as long a swig as them
What? You can't breathe? Well I just caught you sniffing my stinking sweaty socks out of my laundry basket so isn't this what you want? I guess you'll just have to breathe a little harder through your nose while you're getting that stink in there huh? Yeah I'm going out for the night, have fun freak.
Dirty Desires : The fallout
Mason sat up on the couch everyday at 5:30pm, only in from work, with his sweaty socks on your face. He rarely changed his socks during the week, usually only on a Monday morning then he wore them to the following Monday. Yet it didn't matter that he came back on a friday with his white sock soles almost fully black and 50% made of sweat, you would be laid down on the carpet in front of the couch for him to use you as a foot stool. "Do my feet stink foot stool?" He would ask. To which the only acceptable answer was, "No Master Mason, your feet smell amazing and like a hard working man!" It wasn't always like this. Up until a few months ago you two were best friends and had no problem sharing the apartment. However one day you complained about him leaving his socks everywhere and expecting you to wash them. You made a snide remark about how he should be able to take care of his own socks, despite knowing in reality you shouldnt complain as he works almost 60 hrs and covers most of the rent. From that day on you have been his footstool, the scent of his sweaty eyewatering feet a reminder that he provides for the both of you.
"which one do you wanna huff today?"
I was so lucky to have a dorm mate like him. Not only is he okay with me being gay and obsessing over him, he even encourages my new-found sexuality. Without him, I may not have realized that I needed to be locked in chastity, or how rewarding it was to do all his chores for him. He helped me see that my sex life should only consist of me sniffing his dirty socks while riding a dildo mold of his cock. (It was so thoughtful of him to give me that dildo as a birthday gift) He is even sweet enough to hold onto my chastity keys for me, so I wouldn't have to be worried about unlocking unnecessarily.
I hope we room together next year!
Told you you should keep your opinions to yourself boy! I don’t care my feet stink… it’s your own fault you’re now spending the rest of the night breathing in my sock stink boy! Who knows, it might even help you learn to like the smell
Forced sniffing... no use resisting boy. The only smell you will enjoy in the next few hours will be my sneakers
No no boy we agreed on two hours in my sneaker when you complained about their smell again you remember?
Look at this perfect little arse. So wanna fuck that!
Boy what are you waiting for? My ass crack is sweaty as hell after working in the sun all day. Get to work boy! Or do you wanna spend the night with my boots around your face again? Hmmm thought as much
