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Contains: Shoe smelling, sorta noncon F/M All characters are 18+ Let me know if you guys want me to continue this story. The bell rings to end the day, I pack up my things from my advance physics class and check the time. I have just enough time to drop my things off in my locker before heading to my after school meeting with my PE teacher. It wouldn't be a stretch to call this meeting the most important meeting of my life which may seem strange that a meeting with a gym teacher could be so important, but trust me it is. See where I go to school they require one physical active credit to graduate high school and well I'm not exactly the most athletic person in the world. Most people take this credit in their first year of high school, I did too and every year after that since I haven't been able to pass the damn class despite being the top student in a bunch of advanced classes. You see on top of not being very athletic standing at a miserable 5'4", and barely weighing

I wasn’t planning on making a part 2 of this series but here we are. No idea if there is going to be a part three yet. Please leave a comment below on what you think about this part :) All characters are 18+ F/M Contains: Noncon, choking, headscissors, facesitting. Enjoy :) Its been along two weeks since being tortured by my girlfriend’s little sister Hailey. When Sarah returned she wanted to keep going but I just wanted to go home, so after a little argument Sarah untied me and I left. I haven’t been back to her place since which is putting a huge strain on our relationship. My parents are very religious and believe you shouldn’t have sex before marriage, meaning when we hang out at my place we have to stay in common areas and don’t get any privacy. I’ve thought about telling Sarah what had happened but the thought of admitting it is too embarrassing and I’m not sure how Sarah would react. Sarah has been my only girlfriend which she says she likes knowing I’ve never done

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 Contains: noncon, shoe, feet and ass smelling, facesitting, sweat, fart. F/M All charaters are 18+ Enjoy and leave a comment on your thoughts. It has been close to an hour since I made the horrible decision to take part in my new gym teacher’s exposure therapy.  Everything about this experience is uncomfortable. My knees kill from kneeling on such a hard surface, my arms hurt from being tied behind my back and the rope around my wrists has started to dig in as I restlessly try to wiggle them free.  That is the physical discomfort, the mental and sensory discomfort is ten times worse.  Ms. Black got tired of hold her sneaker so she used the laces to tie it around my head, forcing me to take painful breath after painful breath from within the damp confines of her sneaker.  To make matters worse, if that is even possible she also didn’t like how much I was complaining so she literally stuffed a sock in it. Two socks to be exact. Her worn, dirty, sweaty socks that she has been

Contains: noncon, feet, facesitting, smother box, farts and sweat. All charaters are 18+ Reese spent the rest of the evening, smothering me and forcing me to sniff her ass.  It is easily the worst day of my life. She treated me like I was nothing more than a chair, an object to be used for her convince.  Probably the worst part is after she got off and I was left laying in my bed, thinking about what the hell just happened, I found it somewhat hard to be upset with her.  Sure she took it too far, but my comment about her real parents was completely uncalled for and deserved a reaction.  I tossed and turned all night wrestling with how I’d deal with it in the morning, I want to apologize again but also want to make it clearly she can’t just take advantage of me like that.  The next morning arrives and I pull myself out of bed, brushing my teeth before heading down to the kitchen.  I see no sign of Reese, so I start making myself some breakfast. I just sit down and start to eat

All characters are 18+ Contains: noncon, asslicking, feet, swirlies, wedgies, bullying F/M Please leave a comment below telling me what you think. I’m planing on doing a spin off series with the two new girls introduced in this story. The night in Chloe’s locker is easily the most uncomfortable night of my life. I’m in complete darkness, crammed awkwardly into a metal locker, hands tied behind my back and my ankles are also tied together. The zip ties are cutting into my wrists a bit as I struggle to free my arms. I spent the first hour or so trying to scream for help, but Chloe used so much tape I couldn’t make a sound. Her socks left me with a constant reminder of her superiority as they slowly drip her foot sweat down my throat. After the first hour I accept the fact that I’m here for the night and the school is likely empty. I silent cry for most of the night, unable to sleep due to the fear I feel, and uncomfortable position I’m forced to stand at. My neck and back are aching, my wrists and ankles are being cut by the zip ties and my head is pounding from the two brutal locker shots I took at the start of the altercation. The entire night all I think about is Chloe. She is likely very comfortable, in her warm bed completely satisfied in the fact that she knows I’m suffering the whole night. After what feels like days I hear the first bell ring. I have bags under my eyes and my back is so sore but I’m ready to get let out. I hear the second bell ten minutes later which starts the first class. I groan as I realize Chloe isn’t letting me out right away. The hours go by as I’m left all day on this hot locker, sweaty a lot as I whimper and groan absolutely hating Chloe’s guts. Eventually the finally bell rings and I start to panic. She somehow forgot about me and she is going to leave me in here all weekend. I feel the walls closing in around me as I start to feel claustrophobic for the first time. A few minutes later I hear the door swing open and the lights flick on as the girls basketball time walks in and starts to change for their game. “What the hell happened to that locker?” One of the younger girls ask pointing at the dent my head left from the impact. I try to stay as silent as possible. I wanted out but I didn’t want it to be in front of all these girls. “Who cares” I hear Chloe say as she leans up against her locker, blocking out the light entering the locker I am in. The team changes and talks about typical high school girl stuff as they do. I breathe as quietly as I can as the girls change. Once they are all changed Chloe gives a quickly prep talk. It is actually a pretty good speech and then the team leaves the room for their game. As I groan just wanting out of this hell I can faintly hear the whistles and cheers from across the hall in the gym. The girls must be playing well as there is a lot of cheering. I lose track of time and zone out until the door flings open and the girls come in screaming and celebrating. They obviously won. The room quickly fills with the scent of sweat. Chloe once again leans up against the locker I’m in and the smell of sweat starts to fill it. I try to stay silent as my little box is soon filled the scent of her back sweat. The girls start changing except for Chloe. “Alright you girls all played great, especially you Maddy.” Chloe says to one of the younger girls, likely a freshman. She blushes as I’m sure getting compliments from the best athlete in the school is a big deal. “I need you all to clear out, except for the seniors. See you all Monday” With that the freshman, sophomores and juniors all leave just leaving 3 girls in the room including Chloe. I recognize all both of the other girls. Each of them have had a hand in bullying me over the years. Syd is directly across from the lockers, she is about 5’8, and absolutely jacked. She has already taken off her basketball shorts and replaced them with male, loose, ripped jeans. She has her jersey off and is just sitting in a sports bra. Her chest isn’t very big and I have never seen her ass out of jeans or baggy clothes so I didn’t really know what it looked like. She is the definition of a tom boy. She has a 6 pack and rather big biceps. She currently has a farmers tan going on as her chest and abs are pretty a bit pale compared to the rest of her body. Her long blond hair is thrown back in a pony tail. She has a small scar over her left eyebrow from a fight she had back in middle school. Out of all the people who have punched me over the years, Syd punches the hardest and no one else comes close. This includes all the guys who have beaten me up. Her ocean blue eyes look around the room as she buckles up a black belt. The girl to Syd’s right is her girlfriend Mya. Mya has long dark hair which is flowing down her back as she stands around waiting for the other girls. She has already changed into a pair of black lulu lemon leggings and a white crop top. Her ass is famous around our school since it is easily the biggest. Her ass threatens to rip free from her leggings at any moment . It is so big you can see it when she is facing you from between her thigh gap. Her eyes are a beautiful green and her tanned white skin looks incredible soft. Mya never really directly bullied me, but would get guys to beat me up to earn a date with her. She never went out with them no matter what since she is dating Syd who could kick all the fuck boy’s asses. “So you guys remember at the start of the game when I said I have a surprise for you all for playing so good this season so far?” Chloe says as she starts to put in the combination for her locker. It takes me a second to realize what she meant. The lack of sleep has certainly got to me. I start to squirm and desperately try and break the cable ties so I can run away. I know what Chloe has planned and I knew I wasn’t going to enjoy it. Chloe opens the locker and gives me a predatory smile, unable to hide her amusement at how satisfied she is seeing be look so defeated. I try to beg her with my tired eyes, but she grabs me by my hair and pulls me out of the locker. My legs give out immediately and I collapse to the floor. I didn’t realize how sore my legs were. My whole body is sore. I cry into the gag of Chloe’s once sweaty socks as the two other girls all react to me being pulled out of a locker. I look up and see Syd looking down at me like I’m a wounded animal. Mya on the other hand is in complete shock. Her shocked face quickly turns into a bit of a smirk as I’m sure the ideas of what she and her friends are about to do to me runs through her pretty little head. Syd is the first to approach me smirking from ear to ear as she bends down right beside my head, placing a threatening hand on my shoulder as I breathe heavily, almost hyperventilating as I’m absolutely terrified of her physical presence. I’m locked in a room with three girls who hate my guts and have done nothing but make my life a living hell. “Scared?” I look up at Syd who is smiling down at me. I nod my head. Scared probably didn’t cut it though. I’m terrified. Syd’s hand moves to my hair as she takes a fistful of it right at the scalp. I whimper as she drags me to my knees by my hair, I whimper like a dog as she lets go leaving me kneeling in the middle of the room. Syd then grabs the tape covering my mouth and yanks it off with a tremendous amount of force. Any hair I have on my face is ripped off and I scream into Chloe’s socks as a few tears run down my face. “Let’s see if he cleaned my socks for me” Chloe says as she bends down beside me. I spit them out and she picks them up giving them a sniff. “I don’t smell any sweat, good job bitch” Chloe smirks at me as she discards the socks to the side. I’m glad they were clean enough to satisfy her, I couldn’t imagine what would have happened if they weren’t. “How long was he in the locker?” Syd asks as she smirks down at me, while I kneel, shaking in fear. “All night and day” Chloe says proudly. “Now punch him Syd.” Syd smirks and before I can react she punches me right in my left ribs, I gasp out and fall to the side holding my ribs, it feels like I got shot. “Fuck that hurt” I say wheezing as I try to get back to my knees just as Chloe sends a kick right to the same spot on my ribs. I fall to the ground, winded as I try to fill my lungs with air. Syd kneels down and grabs me by the hair, yanking me up to my knees as she shoves my face into her sweaty abs. “You like that bitch boy?” Syd asks as she rubs my face around her abs, which makes me feel so small and weak. Chloe stomps on the back of my knee. “Syd asked you a question bitch. I suggest you respond” she snaps. “Yes Syd, I love your abs” I say blushing dark red as the girls all laugh at me. “Good, lick them clean then. They’re nice and sweaty” Syd laughs as her grip on my hair is so tight I feel like she is ripping my scalp off. My tongue shoots out and Syd drags it over her toned body, pulling me by my hair. I feel so weak as my tongue collects her sweat. “That right. Keep that tongue out little bitch” Syd smiles as Chloe appears beside her smiling before spitting down on my face hitting me right in the eye as I groan in embarrassment. I just keep my tongue out as I lick over each of Syd’s abs. Sweat is sweat, but I will say the taste isn’t nearly as bad as Chloe’s feet, ass or armpits. I have no idea how long as passed but Syd eventually steps away from me only to get behind me holding onto my arms as she pushes me towards Mya Mya is sitting down, with her bare feet up ready for me to lick. “Lick her feet clean bitch” Chloe says who is standing behind Syd directing my bullying. Syd shoves me towards Mya’s feet and I immediately start licking them. I groan at the salty smell and taste. Tears run down my face as I drag my tongue over each inch of Mya’s feet. “Wow you are truly the biggest fucking loser I know” Mya grins as she wiggles her toes in the back of my mouth causing me to gag on them as Chloe grabs my head holding me in place. I lap up the nasty sweat from her feet over and over gagging on the awful salty, cheesy smell. “Good boy, lick her fucking feet” Chloe continues to mock me as she keeps a firm grip on my hair, letting me know that she is the one in charge. After about 15 minutes I finally finish cleaning Mya’s feet and my head gets pulled away by Chloe, she shoves it straight into Syd’s now bare ass. I whimper as I feel Syd’s sweaty toned cheeks on either side of my face while my nose is plunged into the sweaty ravine that is the crack of Syd’s ass. “Start sniffing bitch boy! I know it probably smells like hell down there” Syd laughs with her manly laugh and starts to rub her ass up and down my face while Chloe holds me in place. I see Mya stand up and step in front of Syd. I hear them start to make out and blush in embarrassment. While the couple makes out Chloe keeps my head completely still for Syd to smear her ass sweat all over my face with just one hand. With the other hand she starts to jab me in the ribs. She hits the same spot over and over again. The punches from Chloe only make me have to breathe in more and with each breath the smell of sweaty unwashed ass hits me like a freight train. Syd seems to sweat way more than the average person. After a few minutes I feel Chloe’s hot breath on my ear, “lick her ass bitch” She says it in a soft, cruel voice. It only takes one more shot to the ribs and my tongue shoots out into the pool of sweat that has collected in Syd’s ass. I hear Syd moan and slap Mya’s ass as the two girls make out while I clean Syd’s ass. Dragging my tongue up and down her crack, collecting mouthfuls of warm sweat and swallowing it all down with shudder. Chloe lets my hand go and then pins it to Syd’s ass with her own sweaty ass. I can feel Chloe’s ass sweat absorbing into my hair as I lick away as Syd’s crack crying weakly as I hear Mya moan as the two make out. My tastebuds burn as I lick the most disgusting part of Syd’s body over and over again. My tongue passing over her rosebud multiple times as I’m abused by the three powerful girls. Eventually all three girls step away and I gasp for fresh air and try to hide my tears. “You did a great job” Syd laughs as she gets dressed. I hear Chloe whisper something to the two girls who just smirk and nod. They approach me and Mya and Syd both grab me by the waistband of my boxers and yank them hard up. I feel my boxers go right up my ass and against my balls as I squeal in pain. “Bring him over here” Chloe demands as the couple carry me by my boxers over to the bathroom stall. I squeal and whimper the whole time. “Mya please let me go. Please have mercy” I cry as I try to plead with the least cruel one. Mya just laughs as they get me in the stall. “Dunk him in” Chloe demands as she watches the two girls pick me up by my underwear causing more screams before they plunge my head into the dirty used water in the toilet. I close my mouth just as my head is hitting the water to avoid taking a mouthful of it in. I try to squirm and kick and struggle with the two girls holding my up. The water splashes all around me as I fight for air. My hands slap helplessly against the toilet and my feet kick uselessly in the air as Syd and Mya hold me upside down in the toilet. A minute passes and I feel scared for me life. I fight for my life and the girls just mercilessly keep me in the water. After a few more seconds I hear and feel the water being flushed around me as Chloe flushes the toilet. I feel the water swirl around my head as I can finally breathe again. I gasp for air as my chest is pounding. “You’re so pathetic” Chloe laughs as the water fills back up and the girls just make me hover above it. “Drink it puppy” Chloe demands with a cheery voice as I’m still gasping for air, trying to calm down from almost drowning. “Do you want use to dunk you back down?!” Syd snaps at me and I immediately start drinking the fresh toilet water. Despite it being freshly flushed it still tastes like absolutely hell. I feel sick to my stomach as the three girls laugh and watch as I take mouthful after mouthful of the toilet water. I almost throw up multiple times but keep it down since I have a feeling the girls would just make me swallow it again. After a few dozens mouthfuls the girls dunk my head in and flush the toilet. I can’t close my mouth and get a bunch of the water forced down my throat. Once the flushing stops Syd and Mya drop me onto my knees in front of the toilet. Chloe squats down beside my as I shake in fear. She just smirks and grabs by hair forcing me down to the toilet seat. “This is my favourite toilet to use in here, now you’re going to lick the seat clean for me” I whimper like a wounded animal and stick my tongue out a second later as Syd kicks me in the ass. Chloe uses my hair and drags my tongue along the entire toilet seat. I’m going to have to bleach my mouth out and get tested for so many diseases after this. I do several laps of the seat before Chloe lets me go and stands up. I just stay kneeling by the toilet to scared to move. “Syd beat the fuck out of him” Chloe demands of her muscle who immediately grabs me by the hair and yanks me out into the open area of the locker room again. “Syd ple-“ Syd kicks me right in the face and my head snaps back as she starts stomping down on my body. I try to roll away and just end up rolling into Mya who joins in and starts stomping me. Chloe joins in a few seconds later as every inch of my body is stomped on and kicked as I cry and beg for mercy like a little bitch. The brutal beating goes on for a few minutes before it mercilessly stops. I’m a sobbing ball on the floor. Chloe kneels down and forces my face up. “See you next week bitch” the three girls then all spit on my face and leave me a complete and broken mess on the floor.

All characters are 18+. Contains: shoe, sock and feet worship as well as bullying. F/M This is part 1 of this series. I already have the next 3 parts done and will be posting them soon. Leave a comment below. Gaaaaaarch I let out a wheeze as my bullies forearm tightens around my neck, my legs kicking wildly under my desk as I try to get any sort of leverage, unable to get any as they kept slipping on the newly waxed floor. It is the first lunch of senior year in high school and my life time bully is already getting started on what I’m sure will be another year of hell for me. Since the beginning of middle school I have been relentlessly bullied by this girl named Chloe. For whatever reason Chloe decided in middle school that I didn’t deserve to be treated as human. Her and her friends made sure to bully anyone who tried to be friends with me, they shoved me in lockers, ruin my school work, spit on me and beat me up. They would even get other guys to beat me up to impress them. I was hoping they would mature when we got to high school, but they all just became much meaner, nastier and unfortunately stronger. I have thought about going to teachers before, but Chloe’s mom and some of her friend’s parents are higher ups in the school board and would likely squish any sort of investigation, besides Chloe is the star athlete of our school. She plays on the volleyball, soccer, lacrosse and basketball teams and is easily the best player on each team. It is definitely not a stretch to say she is the best athlete to play for our high school and with how society treats great athletes I doubt there would be any real punishments for her and her friends. Back to the events at hand, my lungs are now burning for oxygen as Chloe’s strong arm is locked perfectly under my chin, completely closing off my airway as my struggle grows weaker. My face is beat red and my grip on her forearm starts to get loose as my arms begin to fall limp. Out of all the years I’ve been bullied and beaten by her and her friends they have never come close to knocking me out. This is be far the scariest encounter I have had with one of them. Just when I’m about to black out Chloe lets go and I slump to the floor on my knees, I immediately start rubbing my throat with one hand, while my other hand shoots out to catch me from face planting on the hard school floor. “How was your summer loser?” Chloe asks with a grin as she stands above me like a predator watching a wounded animal. I’m too busy gasping for air to answer her, my face starts to return to its normal pale self. I finally look up at Chloe, taking her in for the first time as she had sneaked up behind me while I was eating lunch in a classroom turned storage room. She is wearing her brown hair up in a ponytail, her green eyes looking down at me over her perfectly centred nose, her sharp jawline looking like it could cut something, her perfect soft lips and straight white teeth smile down at me, a black t-shirt that exposes way too much of her toned stomach. To my jealousy I could see a bit of a six pack forming. My eyes go down to her hips and to the blue volleyball shorts with our school logo on one of the legs. Her legs look slightly sweaty and her muscles are much more noticeable than normal. It is only now that I realize she is a bit sweaty. The aroma of sweat fills the classroom. “Why are you sweaty?” I ask still rubbing my neck as I try to stall her, hoping to gain as much strength so I can fight back. Even though she is much stronger than me, that didn’t mean I had to make it easy for her. “I had gym glass just before lunch.” Chloe smirks before slamming her right foot down on my out stretched hand, crushing it painfully between the hard floor and the sole of her sneakers. “Fuck that hurts!” I scream as I try to pull and push at her foot as she grinds her shoe into the top of my hand. She doesn’t even budge as I use as much strength as I can to try and push her off. “It is suppose to hurt dummy” she smirks down as I fight trying to get her off my hand. She isn’t very heavy but almost all of her weight is on my hand and my fingers are starting to go numb from lack of circulation. “Please Chloe get off. I’m losing feeling in my fingers” I plead with Chloe. I can tell she enjoys having power over me and making my life miserable. I see it in her eyes and in her twisted smile. “Kiss my shoe and I’ll think about” she says twisting her foot as she finishes her sentence to really drive in the point. I yelp as the pain shoots up my arms from my hand. “I’m not kissing your fucking shoe you bitch! Let me go!” I snap as I keep pushing and trying to lift her foot up. She leans forward a bit putting more and more weight on my hand, my fingers becoming more numb by the second. “I said kiss it” she smirks down at me. I glare up at her and then send a punch right at her exposed stomach, not willing to go down without a fight. Chloe however reacts faster and catches my fist twisting my arm painfully back as she keeps her weight on my other hand. “It’s so cute after all this time being my punching bag you think you can still fight me. Now kissing my fucking shoe or else!” Chloe demands with a coldness in her voice that isn’t normal. Most of the time she has a cheery or sadistic tone when she bullies me, but this is something different. I gulp and lower my head planting a kiss on the top of her black, dirt sneaker. I hold the kiss for a few seconds before pulling away. I manage to hold my breath while I kiss it, but can feel and taste the sweat soaked into the fabric of my shoe as well as the dirt that is left in my lips after I kiss it. I blush hard, this is easily the most humiliating thing that she has ever done to me. I look up at her and see her sadistic smile has returned. “Again” she says with a wide grin on her face as I lean down and plant another couple kisses on her dirty shoe. “Please get off my hand” I beg as my hand was now completely asleep under her weight. Chloe smirks and steps off of it at the same time she lets go of my other arm. I immediately start rubbing and flexing my fingers trying to wake up my hand as it starts to tingle as the blood returns to it. “God you’re so weak” Chloe says as she kicks me hard in the ribs, sending a shooting pain out from where her foot makes contact. I fall to my side holding my rib as I yelp in pain, her legs are extremely strong due to all the sports she plays. It feels like she may have broken a rib. Chloe then kicks me again right in the stomach this time, making me roll over onto my back as I groan in pain, my hand is still barely awake and I’m in no position to fight back. I try to get ready for the next kick, expecting her to continue, but to my surprise she steps over me and takes a seat on my stomach. I grunt a bit as her full weight settles on my stomach as I look at her puzzled. Normally she would beat me up, make fun of me for being so weak and then leave me be. The whole shoe kissing and now sitting on my stomach is new. “Chloe what are you doing?” “I’ve decided since it will likely be our last year in the same school I’m going to have to bully you as much as I can to make sure you never forget me” She pokes my nose with her index finger and giggles at the look of confusion on my face. She opens up her school bag and pulls out a roll of grey duct tape. “Put your arms around the desk leg” her tone makes it very obvious that this isn’t a request. This is a demand. I refuse and with my hand now fully awake I send both arms up at her chest trying to shove her clean off of me. Unfortunately for me, Chloe knows me all too well and expects this grabbing both of my wrists and pinning them above my head. She scoots forward sitting on my chest as her muscular thighs hold my head perfectly still. They feel warm, sweaty and strong against the sides of my face. “Chloe get off of me!” I snap as she effortlessly pulls my arms around the leg of the desk and starts to use her duct tape to tape them to it. After about 30 seconds of applying tape she scoots back down to my stomach and admires her work. “Now you’re mine” her smile grows even wider as the reality of the situation sinks in. I’m trapped in a room for the next hour with the person who has spent every possible minute making my life as miserable as she possible could. Chloe starts untying her left shoe and slides it off and then the same with her right one. The room is almost immediately filled with the nasty, cheesy smell of sweaty foot. I cringe in disgust as the source of the smell isn’t far from my nose. “Chloe what the fuck are you doing?!” I snap once again as she smirks down her perfect nose at me. “I’m getting bored of physically abusing you, you’re so weak and it is so easy to beat you up. I want to have more fun and abuse you in other ways” I don’t like the way she said that and I especially don’t like the evil smile that has spread across her face. “What do you mean other ways?” I say as I start pulling at my arms. She has them taped up good. “Well first I think I’ll start with your sense of smell.” “What the-“ I’m cut off before I can finish my sentence as she grabs her right shoe, opens it up and places it right over the top of my nose. I start to shake my head, trying to turn it away from the inside of her sneaker, but Chloe just slides back up onto my chest and uses her fit thighs to hold my head in place. I start breathing through my mouth which isn’t covered and I see Chloe roll her eyes as she grabs the tape and applies a few pieces over my mouth to keep it shut. “Behave yourself or I’ll have to hurt you. Do you understand?” Unfortunately my hands are tied both literally and figuratively. I nod my head the best I can and Chloe pats my head like I’m some kind of pet. “Good boy. Now sniff my shoe” her tone has shifted from demanding and sadistic to a much more cheery tone. Like a kid about to play with their brand new toy for the first time. Unfortunately for me, I was said toy. I hold out for as long as I can, but my lungs start to burn, starved for air as I obey my bully and huff the inside of her sweaty, dirty workout sneaker. My stomach does a full 360 as I gag into the tape. This is easily the worse thing I have ever smelt in my life. Years of old stale sweat, mixing in with fresh sweat to make a smell much worse then the two of them could ever make separately. “Awwww it can’t smell that bad, just keep sniffing. You’ll get use to it” Chloe laughs at the look of disgust on my face as I take a second sniff from within her shoe. To my displeasure it still smells just as bad as the first one. By the third sniff my eyes are watering and I’m begging for mercy with them. Chloe has never been one to show me mercy. No matter what I was going through in life she always made it worse. It was like she thought she had a right to make me suffer. “Keep sniffing bitch” Chloe smiles as I obey her taking another sniff of the inside of her hot sweaty shoe. After a few more sniffs she discards this shoe and replaces it with the other. Predictable this one smells just as bad. Chloe stays rather silent as she watches me huff down the sweaty scent of the inside of her sneakers. I fight back the urge to cry, not wanting to give her that satisfaction. After what feels like hours, but I know wasn’t longer then 10 minutes she discards the second shoe to the side. “Now I’m going to stop holding your head in place. If you turn it or disobey I’ll give you the worse beating I have ever given you. Do you understand me?” Her tone shifts into a coldness. I nod my head out of fear as her thighs peel away from the side of my cheeks, while she sits down on my stomach. “Put your knees up” I obey putting both knees up, she leans back into my legs using them as a backrest as she then outstretches her legs moving her socked feet towards my face. I’m about to turn my head away, but know that I’m in no position to defend myself and while sniffing her shoes and socks is disgusting I don’t want her to beat me while I’m tied up. Chloe must have seen the small hint of defiance leave my face as she smiles. “Good choice” I watch as her once bright pink socks, now a dull pink due to the sweat, make their way towards my face. She presses my nose right into the sole of her left foot and I feel some sweaty ooze and drip out onto my face. I cringe in disgust and have to fight every urge my body has to pull away from her feet. “Sniff nice and loud” Chloe says calm as if she was simply requesting me to pass the salt at dinner. I obey and inhale deeply with my nose planted in the centre of her left foot. I immediately have to swallow my breakfast as I almost throw up into my tape. Her foot and socks smell 10 times worse then her shoes. The salty, musky, cheesy smell fills my nose and lungs as my eyes water in disgust. I plead for mercy with my eyes and get none as I take a second, third and fourth sniff. Chloe’s smile is glued on her face as she rubs her socked covered feet all over my face, smearing her nasty foot funk all over me. All I can do is take sniff after sniff and hope lunch ends soon so I can be free. I lose track of how much time has pass, when you are huffing your bullies sweaty feet time seems to freeze. Eventually Chloe peels her feet away and makes me watch as she pulls her socks off and places them inside her shoes. She then starts to move her bare feet back towards my face. I shake my head no and beg with my eyes as best I can as her bare feet make their way towards my face. I can’t help but stare and notice every detail of them. They look soft and smooth on the tops and soles, but the heels look hard and wore done, likely from all the spots she plays. Some of her toe nails are longer then others and have left over pink nail polish chipping away on them. Just like with the socks Chloe plants my nose right in the centre of her right foot’s sole. Before being told I take a sniff of it, thinking it is better to amuse her then piss her off. Chloe smiles and pats my head “thats a good boy. You’re learning.” She says as she scrubs her sweaty feet all over my face. I’d have to scrub my face clean for hours after she let me go in order to get the smell out. The smell didn’t change much from the socks. Only difference now is I can feel her clammy skin against my face. I keep my head in place and allow her to rub and abuse my face with her feet. I feel so little and pathetic as Chloe breaks me down. Sometime passes and she once again pulls her feet back. She leans in and picks at the tape on my mouth tearing it off painfully. “Fuck that hurt! Are you done?” I ask hoping she is and praying for the lunch bell if she isn’t. “No not at all. I’ve abused your sense of smell now it is time to abuse your sense of taste” Taste? What does she mean by that. I wonder and then it hits me as she brings her feet back up to my face. “Lick my feet bitch” the cold tone is back. “Chloe I won’t lick your feet. This is nasty” I protest as I try to pull at my arms again. No luck. “Yes you will and you’re going to like it. Now tongue out” I shake my head and keep my mouth sealed shut. Smelling was one thing. Willing licking her feet was not happening. “Fine” Chloe shrugs and reaches back grabbing my balls with her hand through my shorts and she starts to squeeze. A pain I wish on no man shoots through my body as I spasm on the floor of this abandoned classroom, shrieking in pain. “Chloe please stop. I beg you! Please!” I say as tears rush down my face from the unimaginable pain. “You going to obey me and lick my feet?” Chloe asks, taking her time pronouncing each word. “Yes Chloe just please let go” I beg her for mercy as I squirm and whither around on the floor. Chloe keeps the squeeze for a few more seconds before letting go. She presents her bare feet to me and I know I have hit a new low and have no choice, but to obey. I stick my tongue out and start at the rough, scratching surface of her left heel, dragging my tongue up the sandpaper like skin, to her smooth sweaty sole right up to her toes. I skip her toes and go back down her foot gagging on the sweat, dirt, dead skin and whatever else I’m being forced to swallow down. “Good boy, clean my feet for me” Chloe is absolutely delighted to have her least favourite person cleaning her feet. She feels nothing but power as I only feel dread, humiliation and defeat. “Don’t forget my toes” Chloe pats my head as I take her right big toe in my mouth and start to suck it like a lollipop while forcing my tongue between it and her next toe as I collect all of her toe jam, dead skin and sweat. I try not to think of the horrible things I’m being forced to swallow since everytime I do I almost throw up. I work on each of Chloe’s toes and in between them before she simply switches to her other foot and I’m forced to start all over. Her other foot is just as bad as the first one. Chloe at some point pulled out her phone and start scrolling on it completely ignoring me and proving how helpless I truly am under her. Just as I’m finishing up cleaning her second foot the lunch bell rings ending lunch. All I feel is relief as I know Chloe will have to let me go in the next couple minutes, so she can make it to class. Thankfully I have a free period next and can spend it cleaning my mouth and face off. I had a feeling the smell and taste of her feet would never leave my memory. “What class do you have next?” Chloe asks as she pulls her foot out of my mouth, wiping my salvia off of them on my shirt. “I’m not sure, I didn’t look” I lie not wanting her to know my schedule or that I have a free period. Chloe reaches for my bag and opens it up looking through it for my schedule. “Chloe shouldn’t you be heading to class? Being late for the first class isn’t a good idea.” “Like you care about my education and I have a free next” I hear the words and my heart drops to my stomach just as she pulls out my schedule. “Oh look at that. We have the same free! This is great. None of my friends have this free and I was going to be so bored all semester, but now I can spend them making you miserable!” Chloe gives me a huge fake warm smile and messes up my hair with her hand. “Please let me go” I cry out in despair as Chloe grabs her sweaty socks from within her sneakers. She lifts her body off of mine and then drops her full weight on my stomach causing me to gasp. With my mouth wide open she crams both socks into my mouth. The same awful taste of her sweaty feet hits my taste buds as I gag hard on the sweat soaked cloth. Chloe wastes no time and applies several pieces of tape over my mouth sealing in her nasty homemade gag. Chloe admires her handy work before flipping around sitting on my chest facing my feet. I couldn’t help, but stare at her absolutely perfect ass. The ends of each cheek visible at the bottom while the blue spandex hugs her hips, ass and curves perfectly. The seam of her shorts threatening to split from her hit ass. One of the worse things about Chloe picking on me all these years is how good looking she always is. In my shock Chloe starts to scoot back before lifting up and hovering her ass over my face. It is the nicest view I’ve ever seen but also the most humiliating. I scream into my gag which only brings Chloe’s socks to the forefront of my mind as the sweat slowly drips down my throat. My bully, the girl who has made my life a living hell is about to sit on my face and there is not a single thing I could do about it.