Here is a story I posted on mousepad yuku and I don't know if you would like it here? I have 2 more parts after this one and it gets better. More about feet than bondage. Tell me if you enjoy.
TAGS : socks, forced, boots, stinky, sister, gagged, tied up, trap
This is my first ever story. It is based on a true story but all the feet action was added in. All of my stories are written as if the person hates feet. Hope you enjoyimage
I walked down the stairs to my sisters bedroom. Mum had asked me to deliver her a hot chocolate. Me and my sister got on well, even though there was a quite big age difference between us, 8 years. She was a very smart person, I would have never picked here to be devilish until this experience happened, but she always had a way of getting people to do what she wanted. She was considered to be quite good looking amongst here age group, I had never thought so because, well, I was her brother. She had long brown hair, blue eyes and a lovely smile. But she had a very bad problem with stinky feet. Mainly because she always dressed to fit the fashion and most of the time wore boots. The same boots days in a row and usually the same socks too. I hated the smell of her stinky feet, or anybody's stinky feet for that matter. The sweat that they gathered during the day made them slimy and disgusting, my sister would use this to her advantage. Getting me to massage her feet on many occasions, getting me to get her shoes and socks for her and put them on her feet. I would just do these things as fast as possible and then leave to wash my hands.
There weren't many people home today. Mum was upstairs now watching television, my brother was on camp and my dad was at work. So it was only me and my sister "Jess" downstairs. I walked into here bedroom. She had just gotten back from being out with her friends, and like she so very often is, was wearing boots. Black boots that were slightly crinkled and folded inwards at the top. They looked very used and trust me, they had been. She was lying down on her bed just playing on her phone. She saw me come in, put down her phone and asked me to place the hot chocolate on the table next to her. I asked her if she had enjoyed going to town and we made small talk for a short while. I was about to leave when she asked me "would you like to play on my phone?". I said "I would love too". I reached out to grab it put she pushed it away just before I could grab it."You have to do something for me first"
"Look, I am not massaging your feet Jess, I hate doing that"
"You don't have to do that, in fact you don't have to do anything, you just have to lie still for 3 hours and I will do all the work"
"That seems like a good deal, but 3 hours is way to long"
"Come on, thats only 1/8 of your day, barely anything"
Me being the young innocent kid I was I agreed that it wasn't that long and then asked "What do I do?" She told me to lie down at the end of the bed. I jumped up onto the bed, she moved her boots away and lay down. Shen then placed her boots on top of me and said stay still. Her boots where horrifically dirty and I immediately moved away and stated "gross, don't put your boots on me". She said "ok, ok fair enough, I have a better idea anyway" She quick as a flash jumped on top of me, removed some duct tape she had in her pocket and started to tie my arms together. She then put a piece of tape on my mouth and left the room. I started to work on getting my hands out, knowing that she was going to be back any second from now. I wasn't able too, she stormed back through the door carrying some rope in her hands. She began to very thoroughly tie me up. After a good ten minutes or so she sat back on the bed puffing. "You comfortable there" she asked. I just made futile sounds of cries and help into my tape, which got me absolutely no where. "Now don't worry, i'm not going to put my boots back on to you".
I realised she was taking her boots off and I was wondering what she was doing. She took both boots off and both socks off and then held them in a ball near my face. "Talk and you may not walk ever again" she said as she pulled of the tape covering my mouth, not completely off so it was just on the side of my mouth, the rest dangling in the air. I knew better than to talk, mainly because I had figured out what she was going to do with those socks and opening up my mouth to speak was not a good idea. She didn't even bother asking me to open my mouth up, she just took her hand and started tickling me under my armpits. I lasted as long as I could, which was about 2 seconds before opening my mouth. She quickly shoved her blue and white socks into my mouth and just re- sealed the tape locking them in. The taste hit me immediately, a salty, bitter, vinegary taste was how best to describe it. I soon realised how much she had been sweating throughout the day, because it was now all dripping off the socks and landing onto my tongue. I kept moving my tongue around trying to find somewhere that didn't taste so bad, but there was no safe haven. I was forced to suck on the terrible flavour.
As if having to taste the horrible flavour of her days foot sweat and dirt wasn't enough she then went and got herself comfortable leaning her back against the wall, and then placed her feet onto my face. The smell hit me instantly of her sweaty feet. Like cheese been left in the fridge a couple of weeks to long. I attempted to struggle my way out of the ropes that had tied me up here, but there was no way out. "Watching you up here struggle away is sad, i'm feeling a bit bad". She took her feet off of my face and I started to get excited she was going to let me got. Instead she went into her cupboard and grabbed an electric blanket. She plugged it in and turned it on. Then placed her feet back onto my face and wrapped the blanked around her feet and my face. "Now I don't have to feel sorry for you, and you still get to enjoy yourself at my feet" she said laughing. The blanket heated up causing her feet to sweat more and the smell to get far worse. I just had to lie there and endure the terrible taste and horrible smell. I had a feeling I was going to be there more that 3 hours.
To Be Continued…