When we woke up, I said to him, âI canât believe Iâm caged like a faggot.â He looked at me and said, âYouâre not. Youâre caged because you are a faggot. Now lick my feet like a good faggot.â Anyway thatâs how the morning started.
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When we woke up, I said to him, âI canât believe Iâm caged like a faggot.â He looked at me and said, âYouâre not. Youâre caged because you are a faggot. Now lick my feet like a good faggot.â Anyway thatâs how the morning started.
The cops in the city at this particular precinct like to go out nights, especially around gay bars, and wait till the fags come out of the bars when they close. A couple of cars would pick up one or two fags and arrest them on a bogus charge and put them in the car and bring them to the precinct. They brought them down in the basement, there are old cells down there where they would put them. The cops would go downstairs and beat them around while they were cuffed. Band-Aid knock them down kick them around a little bit and then take off their tall motorcycle boots and rub their sweaty smelly stinky over the calf boot socks in the fags faces and laugh at them then take some chairs and sit around the fags and use them as their footstools while they smoke cigarettes and play cards. When the next group of cops came in with more fags they moved the current group of fags into an isolation cell found with long sweaty stinking trooper root socks and one stuffed in their mouth and one tied over there eyes and one tight over their nose so all they could do there is lay on the dark cement floor and suffer the stink and taste of the troopers dirty socks. Then the next fags got it. They'd rotate them around all weekend for fun. They'd take the ones in the isolation chamber and tie them up with their long sweaty stinking boots socks, tie one over their nose, shove one in their mouth, and tie one over their eyes and leave them there subject to the stink of their dirty sweaty long boot socks. They'd also use the fags mouth as their urinals and ashtrays for their cigars. The troopers loved it when they got the Friday and Saturday night shifts. They all looked forward to it.
You're next faggot. I'll have this homo go cook dinner for me and I'll use your face as my foot stool. Can you smell my socks from there? They reek. I don't think I've changed them in a week and a half. That should give you a painful boner in your dick cage, huh?
The Jock next door loved coming over to your place after game and making you lick the soles of his dirty cleats clean and then untie them with your mouth, then he'd push the heel against your face until they slipped off. Then he'd make you massage kiss sniff and worship them and make you tell him how you were a 100% inferior faggot whose only purpose on Earth was to entertain him. You'd have to have your face used as his footstool with his big stinking smelly socked feet on your face while you reached up and massaged from his ankles up to his knees feeling his socks all the way up his muscular calves. Everyone once in a while he'd yell out "you're not doing a good job if you don't want this bat bashing your head you better start working harder." And you knew that every session before he left, whether he was there for an hour or 5 hours, that he was going to stomp and trample you unconscious with those big smelly sweaty socked feet. Then you'd be left stinking like his socks and bruised head to toe by them. You'd be in such pain for days and days afterwards and you thought maybe I need to move out of here one day he'll kill me with those big sweaty smelly socked feet. And then you thought who am I kidding, that would be a dream come true. And then you knew you were truly a perverted low life worm of a faggot. Born to be a sock sniffer for a Superior Straight Jock's sadistic enjoyment.
Your neighbor's kid was sent over to your house by his parents to mow your lawn. They said he was lazy so they sent him over to earn a few bucks and to not just sit around all summer. Whenever he came over he'd sit down, take off whatever shoes he had on and show you his muscles and say okay faggot, as usual, you can deal with these arms or you can get your face in my sweaty sock feet and massage them sniff them and kiss them, humiliate and degrade yourself like a fag should. I know what you're going to pick already so why don't you just get your face in my nice sweaty socked feet. Lay down I need a good foot stool to rub my feet all over for a good massage. You can mow the lawn after I've left. Oh and of course you'll still need to pay me $50 for mowing your lawn. Now lay down you fucking loser.
Yeah you little sock sniffing faggot. Going to stiff my socks? You go6ing to do it here in this dirty stall while I take a dump. I bet you'll like that, laying on the floor at the base of the toilet with my sweaty stinking socked feet on your face while you can smell the stench of my shit ? And when I'm done I might even make you lick my ass clean. Now see what you get when you're staring at straight guys? And don't think that we don't notice that you're staring at our feet, because we do. And every single one of them wants to treat you like the piece of s***hit you are. Every single one of you. Now lay down and get your feet at the base of the toilet so I can smother your face in my stinking socks while you also get to enjoy the privilege of smelling my crap.
You stupid homo, I didn't ask you in to get some money to donate to your stupid LGBT whatever the fuck letters come after that cause. I hate you fucking faggots. I think you should be wiped off the earth. Or better at least made into slave labor for the rest of us. Now put your little stupid can down and get on your knees and sniff my sweaty stinking socked feet and beg me to not stomp you to death. And believe me I'll do it. No one's going to miss a stupid worthless faggot like you. Now sniff and give them a good massage too. If it was up to me you'd be doing this every day three times a day and going to work for me and cleaning my house and being my abused fag wife like it should be.
Using his fag roommate for his comfort as its face serves as his footstool for his sweaty stinky smelly socked feet while he games. He doesn't even recognize that it's there he doesn't say a word to it. He just leaves his sweaty socked feet resting heavily on the fag's face and rubs them around once in a while while he games for hours. He refers to these times as part of the fag's rent.
Don't just stare at me, you're on your hands and knees you know what you gotta to do. Don't test me, you try to get out of here I'll beat the shit out of you. Start massaging my sweaty stinking socked feet right now kiss then and thank me for allowing you in my house. Sniff 'em good too. Smell what a real man smells like you stupid faggot. I've been waiting for 2 weeks since you started working in that office to get you over here and teach you a lesson you loser. I think we'll make this a regular thing homo.
It's been a long day it's going to feel real good to put my stinking socked feet up on your face faggot.
He did it to the nextdoor neighborhood fag right outside in front of his house almost every day so all the neighbors could see what a loser he is.
Really? You want to sniff my socks? You must be able to smell him from over there because I've been wearing these all week to football practice and two matches. All right pervert, crawl over here get your nose in my stinking socks and go for it. And don't think I'm not going to get anything out of it. I'm going to take it out of you in trade, anyway I want, no matter whether you like it or not, you up for that sock sniffer?
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 couldnât 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, âThatâs excellent boy, but not in the way you might think.â I didnât 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, âKeep it boy. Iâm pretty sure youâre going to want to put it on later.â I had no interest in putting it on again but knew how expensive they were and didnât want to be ungrateful so I kept it.
I woke up the next morning and put it on. I couldnât 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, âI knew youâd have it on. You came in that cage. Youâll be in and out of chastity for the rest of your life. Youâre a fag. Enjoy it.â
Kiss it faggot or I'll tell Mom that I caught you jerking off to gay porn. I can't believe I have a homo for a father. You're disgusting. Smell those fuckers pervert. You're my bitch now.
I don't care if you're tired and had a long day and have a headache. You worship my stinking smelly socked feet everyday after work. Every day. And I know you love these argyle socks. It reminds you of what a masculine executive Boss I am. Later on you can cook me dinner and when you're done with the dishes I'm going to use your face as my footstool you little sock perv. Get started get your hands on them and get your nose in there, show your respect faggot.
I want to hear loud, deep deep sniffing faggot as I stomp on your face with my sweaty stinking socks. If you're not doing a good enough job I'm going to beat you with this baton. So you better get ready for your nose and your lungs be filled with my sock stink pig. And as humiliating and degrading as this is, you deserve worse.
When your nerdy college, roommate helps you pass your classâŚ. he casually reminds you of the deed you need to perform for that help. Him wagging his bare soles at you teasingly and wiggling his toes⌠silently ordering you to get your face down there and pushed up against the bottoms. Youâll be smelling and worshiping his feet for the rest of the day no doubt. You know youâll need help in some other classes so might as well get used to your roomieâs foot alphaness toward you.Â