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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Sun Sep 25, 2016 9:28 pm

That fantasy could have been written by me - licking and sniffing the guy's sneakers, socks and feet. And of course Kevin should tie Chris up!

Kevin is already slightly humiliating Chris, calling him Chrissie instead. But you can see that he's willing to try new things, to get a feel of why this is a turn-on for Chris.

Sniffingyoursocks wrote: “Now you will get to know me, boy.”


Quite right. This sentence sums it up really well. Chris is going to find out how mean Kevin can be. Perhaps also how sweet he can be. He'll also get to know Kevin's odour and his footwear. He's going to get to know the taste of Kevin's sneaks and feet. And he'll find out whether Kevin has become even better at tying him up than before.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Thu Oct 20, 2016 2:14 pm

Can't believe I missed this during my absence.

That was hot! I love Kevin's reaction to the footage he was seeing on his notebook.
From the previous chapters and the description of Kevin's old, worn-out hightops, it definitely sounds like Chris will be in for QUITE a surprise.

I also enjoyed Kevin's use of "Chrissie" and "boy". Very demeaning!
Really enjoying the slow pace. Can't wait for the next chapter!
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Thu Oct 20, 2016 2:27 pm

Thanks for all your comments, I really appreciate that you guys like my work.
As things are calming down a bit, Chapter 8 is under way and will be published soon.
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Re: I asked for this...**CHAPTER 8 out!**

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Sat Oct 22, 2016 3:56 pm

Chapter 8 - Caught

Kevin was just staring at me as I looked at him both in shock and feared a bit. "What do you mean with that, Kevin?" I asked, quite uncertain.
"Do you want to cooperate or do you wanna play the bad boy?" He asked back. "You know that deep inside me, I want to cooperate...but I also have to tell you that I really like to put up a little flight sometimes, so you got a reason to punish me..." I admitted ashamed.

"You wanna be punished?" Kevin smirked. "I hoped for that." he said with a real sadistic tone in his voice. That shocked me a bit...but to be honest, it made me hard as fuck. I could feel my rock hard cock straining against my jeans, and Kevin saw it as well. "You are enjoying yourself down there, aren't you?" he teased me. I turned red immediately and was really ashamed by myself. I lowered my head and focussed on Kevin's dirty Nike hightops. I imagined myself sticking my head into them and picking up the cheesy, manly smell...

Kevin then caught me right off guard. "Down on your knees, boy." he demanded. I looked at him, surprised. "Please what?" I asked, a bit too cheeky.
*Slap, slap* Before I could even say something more, Kevin slapped me with his big right hand, twice. "Down on your knees, I said!" he retold, a bit more sternly this time. Before he slapped me again, I dropped down to my knees, head down. "Good boy. Now tell me what you want to do when you see me like that, Chrissie." I look up at him and see how is enjoying what he is doing. Without even wanting it, the words just begin to flow out of my mouth: "I really want to lick your hightops clean with my tongue, being abused by you verbally, telling me what a pig I am and then take your sneakers off with my teeth, rewarded by your stinky socks rubbed all over my face, inhaling your manly scent. And then, I would finally be allowed to remove the socks, of course with my teeth as well, and then licking your bare feet as if they were ice cream. I believe your sweat is tasting incredible....and to thank you, I would kiss the tops of your feet." I said, not daring to look up at Kevin.

"Haha, that's funny, boy. I guess you will be doing that once...but not now." With that, he sat back a bit and put his feet a bit away from me. "First, you will find out how that will work here, Chrissie. Go and phone your parents that you are staying here overnight. Then the fun can start..." he told me. "Okay..." I answered short, afraid of what was to come. I asked myself if that's not just going to far...I don't know Kevin really good and saw him today for the first time in years. "Haha, you are funny, Chris. Thinking about that now that you emptied your heart with all your kinks out to this dominant Alpha. It's too late to change something now..." said my inner me to myself. And to be honest, I really wanted to find out what Kevin had in store for me...so I called my mom who accepted my statement, really happy that I got along with an old friend again...I hung up and returned to Kevin, who was now standing in the middle of the room, looking dominantly at me. I don't know why, but I just dropped to my knees right before him, without him telling me to do so.

"Good boy. You're learning fast." he stated. "Now here are some basic rules for you to follow. Every breaking of a rule will be punished severely, and you can be sure that you don't want to know how my punishments work. After every rule, you will confirm that you understand by saying "Yes, Sir, I will obey." understood?" he asked. "Yes." I answered. *slap, slap* "How do you name me?" Kevin asked. "Sir." I answered. "Right. So that's the first rule: You will always address me as Sir or Master at all times." "Yes Sir, I will obey." I quickly stated.

"You will always willingly offer me your services as a footstool." "Yes Sir, I will obey."
"You will always do what I tell you." "Yes Sir, I will obey."
"You won't cum when you're not allowed to, even when you're not serving me." "Yes Sir, I will obey."
"These are the first basic rules for you as my slave, fag. I know you love them" Kevin smirked. "Yes Sir."

That last rule was out of my imagination, I really didn't expected this one. But it just made my cock even harder...Kevin don't just wanted to let me service him...he wanted something back. And that was complete control over me...just as I thought that, Kevin overwhelmed me and turned me on my back. He sat on my waist and saw the surprise and the fear in my eyes. "You asked for that, slave! Now don't pretend you don't like it..." he laughed dirtier than I ever heard it out of his mouth. Then he spat right into my face. "Now I got you where I want you. We will have so much fun together, boy..."
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Sat Oct 22, 2016 7:47 pm

Finally, chapter eight is here!

Most of the other stuff I follow is on standby at the moment, with the authors (chadmc90, boundboybeta...etc) being loaded down with schoolwork. Really glad to see an update from you.


Man, Kevin really IS getting comfortable in his role isn't he?
The spitting, the verbal degrading and ALL that control!
Poor Chris, I hope he knows what he's getting himself into.

My guess is, he'll be in for quite a surprise once he finally get's a whiff of his new Master's old Nike hightops.
Those cheesy f*ckers must smell terrible after years of constant use and abuse. I know mine do 8)
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Sun Oct 23, 2016 12:12 am

That spit in the face at the end... genial! It's almost as if Kevin "seals the deal" that way. It is clear that Kevin was born to dominate, to be an Alpha, while Chris was born to serve, to be a foot-licking slave.

I was raised a Catholic myself, but I know that in Protestant services there is a rehearsal of the Ten Commandments, the minister reading the commandments and the people affirming them. The way Kevin dictates his rules and Chris has to affirm them looks very similar. In a way, this is totally right: Kevin is Chris's demi-god. Chris kneels down for him and is willing to obey him in all his wishes and demands, even to the point of giving up the free use of his own boner.

Chris still needs to learn a lot; how to address his Master properly, for example, still has to become second nature for him. I'm looking forward to reading the next chapter!
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Sun Oct 23, 2016 12:59 am

Since Chris will be staying over at Kevin's place for the night, I can't help but wonder what his sleeping arrangements will be like.
Wonder if Kevin has a nice, big sleeping bag to keep his new slave warm and cozy or a cage to keep him locked up in.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Yee-hogtied-haw » Sun Oct 23, 2016 11:04 pm

This is definitely an interesting story. Kevin does seem to have "matured" into Chris's dream. Considering Chris is gonna be staying overnight, I'm wondering if there's going to be some force-feeding or alternative eating arrangements. :D
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Mon Oct 24, 2016 10:18 am

Yee-hogtied-haw wrote:This is definitely an interesting story. Kevin does seem to have "matured" into Chris's dream. Considering Chris is gonna be staying overnight, I'm wondering if there's going to be some force-feeding or alternative eating arrangements. :D


Plenty of humiliating possibilities here, especially since you mention "eating arrangements".
Knowing Sniffingmysocks like I do, there's bound to be kinky stuff happening in the future :)
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Mon Nov 21, 2016 9:25 am

bondagefreak wrote:
Yee-hogtied-haw wrote:This is definitely an interesting story. Kevin does seem to have "matured" into Chris's dream. Considering Chris is gonna be staying overnight, I'm wondering if there's going to be some force-feeding or alternative eating arrangements. :D


Plenty of humiliating possibilities here, especially since you mention "eating arrangements".
Knowing Sniffingmysocks like I do, there's bound to be kinky stuff happening in the future :)


Sir, you're knowing me too well :mouthopen:

I just wanted to drop a note to all the readers that the next chapter of this story is coming soon, I'll get back to writing in a bit. Don't worry: Kevin has got so much planned with poor Chris, who is just not aware of what kind of a bull he was waking up...
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Mon Nov 21, 2016 10:08 pm

Sniffingyoursocks wrote:I just wanted to drop a note to all the readers that the next chapter of this story is coming soon, I'll get back to writing in a bit. Don't worry: Kevin has got so much planned with poor Chris, who is just not aware of what kind of a bull he was waking up...

I can't wait for the story to continue, boi! It seems like Chris doesn't realise what he's gotten himself into...
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Sun Feb 26, 2017 2:00 pm

Hey guys! It is almost eternity since I last posted Chapter 8 of this story. Times had been busy, but now, finally, I found the time to continue the adventure of Chris and Kevin. I strongly recommend you to read the last chapters again so you know what happened before the action now.
I hope you enjoy it!

Chapter 9 – Force

I felt the spit of my new Master dripping right down my nose. It was incredibly humiliating. “Open your mouth!” Kevin ordered harshly. He really changed…when I thought about how kind he was in the beginning of this evening…he really was getting comfortable in what he was doing. Where would that end?

“Are you dreaming, bitch?” *Slap, slap* Before I could realize what was happening, I was slapped hard in my face by Kevin’s big hand. “Kevin, I really like how you are treating me and that feet-thing and all, but I don’t want to eat your spit!” I begged and looked into his eyes pleasingly.

*Slap, slap* This time, his slaps were even harder. “You are getting yourself into big, big trouble, Chrissie. First, you don’t have the right no more to call me Kevin. It’s either Sir or Master. I only allow you to use my real name on very few occasions, and when, only with Master before it. Understood, boi?” That question wasn’t a real question, it was more of a command. “Yes, Sir. I’m sorry…” I answered, again trying to give him my best puppy eyes.
“That’s better. And secondly, your needs do NOT matter anymore now. You agreed to my basic rules just a few moments ago and there you confirmed that you will always do what I tell you. And what is that now? You’re disobeying me at the very first possible time. That won’t happen again, understood, looser?”

“My needs do not matter? Are you kidding me? You’re going way too far, I never thought you could be thi…” Before I could even end my sentence, Kevin handgagged me tightly. “You didn’t understand, Chrissie. You agreed to be my personal faggot. I will use you as I see fit. I haven’t told you, but I saw a lot of porn where boys like you are serving their Superior…and in one vid, it started out like what happened today. The faggot couldn’t stop looking at the Master’s feet, and later on his crotch. That crossed my mind when you were always staring at my dirty Nikes, but I couldn’t believe that my old friend Chris would be such a wimp. But you just told me everything about it, without even thinking what you get yourself into. Bad idea! Now you have to deal with the consequences, fag!” he stated, while keeping my mouth perfectly shut.

I was now angry and upset as fuck, but also a bit feared. What would he do to me? He knew about it before I told him? What the fuck? He really wants to use me as his servant now…and I just wanted to worship him a bit when I felt like it. He couldn’t do that! I cried and shouted into his big hand, but to no avail.

Then, while still muzzling my face up, he kicked off one of his Nike trainers. I tried to get away, but with his full weight on my chest, I wasn’t able to get away. He was much taller than me, he built up quite some muscles the last few years. I imagined how his big biceps would look when flexed…that’s when suddenly, an awful stench hit my nose. It was the smell of old, cheesy vinegar. His feet! Holy shit… I am really into feet. I love them. But that smell…I looked into Kevin’s eyes and what I saw, didn’t calm me down – quite the opposite. He smirked obviously and I immediately knew that his plans were mean. Really, really mean.

I just shouted out louder into my gag, but still, it didn’t do me any good. It just made Kevin smirk more…I could hear (but not see, as his feet were past my head) him taking off one sock and then putting his Sneaker back on. The stench didn’t disappeared…it became stronger. Kevin hold the sock over my head with his free hand, holding it just a few inches away from my face.

“I give you a second chance, fucker.” He said, still smirking. Then he removed my handgag. “Open your mouth.” I knew why I should do that. “Never!” I said, barely opening my mouth, but closing it shut immediately after I spoke. “So dumb…” he said, annoyed. Then he just pinched my nose shut and I hold my breath. We both knew that I had to give in…just a few seconds later, I opened my mouth to breath and that was when his dirty, moist sock went into my mouth.

It was absolutely awful. It was tasting even worse than it was smelling – and it didn’t smell good, really! “Three weeks of constant wearing. I know you like it, Chrissie boi!” he stated, and I tried pushing the filthy gag out. But Kevin anticipated me perfectly and handgagged me again. Then he just took out a big roll of grey duct tape. I tried to spit the disgusting gag out one last time, but of course without any success. And a few seconds later, I heard the sound of tape being unrolled. Kevin did a much better job with it than a few years ago, I had to admit. He went five times around my mouth and head, and then two times under my chin. Finally, he was done. And I was too.

Now, I could only grunt into my foul-tasting gag. Kevin grabbed my duct taped chin and forced me to look directly into his eyes, which told me he was REALLY horny while he was doing what he did. While still sitting on me, he explained: “I’m really tired of your attitude, Chrissie-boi. First, you want nothing more than to worship me and getting tied up by me, and now, as I took advantage of that, you only complain. I planned on letting you worship my shoes and my feet tonight, but because you first need to learn how to behave when being taken care by an Alpha Man, you don’t deserve that today.” I continued to moan in my gag, what only lead to another slap on my face.

While I was still “Mhhhmmmphhhfinnng” in my gag, Kevin got off me, turned me on my stomach and then grabbed the tape again to secure my wrists and my ankles. He used a shit load of duct tape, and when he then connected my wrists with the ankles, I knew there was no way out of this.

After he was finished tying me up, he stood before me and looked at his work. “You look much better now than before…and I love that finally, there is no more mouthing off. That’s better, boi…” he said while rubbing the sole of his sneakered feet over my head. “Now, I think your attitude-adjustment needs some more time than just tonight. Let’s see…” I looked up at him shocked. He wanted to keep me like this? Really? He could never do that, I thought…

He kneeled beside me and took my phone and my wallet out of my side pockets. “You don’t need these things for now…” he said and put the wallet away. Then, without me even noticing it at first, he hold my phone beside my bound hand and took my thumb to use the fingerprint-sensor on my phone to unlock it. “MHMMMMMPPPFFFF, MHMMPPPFFF” I freaked out when I realized it. “You fucking bastard!” I thought. I looked at him angrily, but he just laughed at me. And then, as it flashed, I realized that he just took a picture of me. “Should I post that on your social media?” he asked, obviously amused. I continued my grunting… “Nah, don’t worry, I have other methods to make you obey, boi.” He stated and I saw how he texted something.

After a few minutes, he was done and finally let me know what he just did. He crouched down beside me without paying my attempts to break free any attention. “I’ve got good news, Chrissie.” He said, once again smirking sadistically. I wondered what it was…but unlike him, I was sure they were no good news…at least not for me. “I just wrote a bit with your mom. I informed her that we want to spend some quality time together, go on a little trip and come back late on Sunday evening. It’s not a regular trip though…it is your trip to complete obedience to your new Alpha Master. I hope you’re ready for it, boy…I can’t wait for it.”

If my chin wouldn’t have been taped up, it would have had dropped. I couldn’t believe what he just said. I just knew that I was in deep, deep shit…but my hard-on in my jeans was more visible than ever. However, I really didn’t like the way Kevin was talking to me…so I continued to scream into my gag, which was revealing more and more sweat with every minute it was soaking in my mouth…but Kevin just laughed. “Scream all the way you want, boy…you got yourself in there. It probably wasn’t the best idea to tell your old school bully that you are into all that stuff. Because, back then, it was a fun game. Today, it isn’t anymore…” Kevin said before giving me a look which really made me afraid of what is to come…

TO BE CONTINUED – feedback much appreciated! Thanks in advance.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Mon Feb 27, 2017 12:14 am

Hate to say it, but Chris' attitude definitely could use the adjustment.
I would've done exactly what Kevin did in this case. You know I would 8)
Chrissie had it coming.

Loved the detail about Kevin's foot smelling like a mix of vinegar and cheese.
That sock of his sounded particularly foul.
I know mine are after three weeks of wearing :quirk:


The ending of this chapter was particularly exciting.
Lots of possibilities for those two.
Can't help but wonder what Kevin has in mind for his new slave.

Really happy you're continuing this, boi!
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Re: I asked for this...

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Great new chapter!

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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Mon Feb 27, 2017 3:45 am

Wow, I'm impressed by the action in this chapter. Kevin is now showing Chris that he's a real Master who has to be obeyed. What seemed to Chris to be an innocent game, has now turned into a mean reality. I'm sure Kevin will know how to turn him into a nice, obedient slave.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Grandas » Mon Feb 27, 2017 5:22 am

Loving how Kevin just unleashes his inner demon without hesitation. Chris's day just took another huge, huge turn. So looking forward to what's about to happen to the guy. :D

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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Mon May 22, 2017 2:51 pm

Hey guys...glad to finally release Chapter 10 of my story. Have fun with it - and let me know what you think about it.

Chapter 10 - GOING TO BED

So I looked up at Kevin, who just smirked down at me evilly. "I'll leave you a bit to calm down...then we'll have a bit more fun. Or at least, I will, haha. Don't go anywhere, twerp." My tormenter said and laughed down at me. I just grunted into my gag again.

A gag which was really foul. I imagined how Kevin, who I saw was working out quite a few times a week, wore these cheesy socks for his workouts and was probably sweating bullets in them. And so they smelled...no, worse. And the hardest part of it was that with every second, the sock got soaked more in my saliva and revealed more of his foot sweat. As much as I like feet...that was so disgusting. I choked on the big sock in my mouth...but to no avail. Kevin sealed the sock perfectly in my mouth with a real big load of heavy duty duct tape. There was not the slightest chance of getting rid of it...so I had no other choice than just waiting and chewing on that funky sock.

My arms slowly started to ache, while being tightly bound in a hog tie to my legs. But still, I quit my whining and grunting into the gag, as I realized that it didn't helped me a bit. And what worried me much more: I was liking that! Although Kevin was so harsh, and even wrote with my own mom to keep me prisoner...I got a raging boner in my pants. My luck I was on my stomach and so the bulge wasn't visible to my new Master.

After a while being left like that, I completely lost track of what time it was and how long Kevin left me here...

Finally I heard him coming back to the room. I assumed it was getting late and he wanted to go to bed soon...that was my chance, I figured. He would probably just let me out and we'd both go to bed. When I think back to it, I can just laugh at how naive I was being. He had other plans for me...

Just a few seconds later he kneeled down beneath my bound and gagged form. "Eh, how ya doing, Chrissie? Like that sock? I bet you do, I made it extra smelly just for you, haha" with that, he patted on my cheek and then hold up my chin to make me listen to him.

"It's bed time, boi. I arranged a really great place for you to sleep in. You'll love it. So I need to cut you out of that hog tie. Don't even think about trying to escape me. You won't succeed, a real man like me will always be able to overwhelm a wimp like you, understood, Chrissie?" I nodded my head and tried to plead with Kevin through my eyes. But he just ignored it and started to cut off my restraints. As my arms and legs were free, I really thought about trying to run away for a moment. But when I just thought back at the photos he took and remembered the fact that he had my phone, my wallet...everything personal, so to say. So let's face it: trying to escape was completely pointless.

"Stand up, boi." he ordered me and I did. He laughed as he saw my bulge in my pants. "Looks like somebody is liking his predicament. What about that?" He came a few steps closer and spat directly into my face. My dick twitched and he burst out into laughter. "That's why you wanted me as your Master, right? To be really degraded...don't be afraid, fag. All your dreams will come true...and much more of what you can't even think of."

With that, he lead me into another room, which seemed to be his bedroom. It had a large kingsize-bed in it. "Wow, that's big", I thought. But there was no other bed visible. It was a big, nice room, really modern. Not too bad for a young guy like Kevin. I was kind of impressed...but I wondered if I would sleep in the same bed as he? Nah, that was unrealistically. As I was still gagged with his soiled up socks, I couldn't utter a word. He lead me past the bed and that's when I saw where I was probably going to sleep...and once again, my jaw would have been wide open in shock. If there wouldn't have been tape...much tape keeping my jaw shut. Still I was shocked...

TO BE CONTINUED - Feedback much appreciated! Chapter 11 is already in the works...with some nice surprises 8)
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Mon May 22, 2017 7:54 pm

Finally! I've been waiting so long for this chapter I was almost starting to think I'd have to punish you to get you to write faster.

Sounds like Chris is learning his place real quick.
Only time will tell whether or not his good behaviour will last.

I'm pretty intrigued to find out exactly what sleeping arrangements Kevin prepared for him. But knowing you like I do, I think I already have a pretty good idea of what to expect 8)

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Re: I asked for this...

Postby tiednw » Tue May 23, 2017 1:00 pm

Great new chapter. I'm looking forward to the sleeping arrangement.

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Postby Sniffmyfeet » Tue May 23, 2017 9:02 pm

Exciting as always and I'm sure this is more than Chris could ever have asked for. It seems Kevin is really enjoying having a slave. Just like Bondagefreak and Tiednw, I'm looking forward to reading about the sleeping arrangements. One thing I know for sure, and that's that Kevin will not allow Chris to sleep in his bed.
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Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Wed May 24, 2017 3:25 pm

Chapter 11 - Nice and tight

I looked at Kevin in shock. He immediately saw at the look I was giving him I wasn't happy to see what I saw. "Yeah, I know it's nice, boy. I thought I'd go easy on you for now. After all, I don't want to scare you off completely. Haha..." he smirked, and I knew that he wasn't serious. I looked back on the floor, where many things were laid out.

The biggest part was the big green mat, which was laid over the wooden floor of the room. It was a typical sleeping mat, although it seemed to be very thin. On top of it, there was a big, green, army sleeping bag unfolded. Just now I noticed that not only the sleeping bag was army style...Kevin also changed his shoes! He wore now black army boots, the ones he probably wore when he was serving in the army. I know he did, as he showed me a few pics back earlier this evening...of course I couldn't take my eyes off them, as I now saw them. They weren't clean...not at all. I always thought the soldiers were harshly ordered to keep their boots clean. Either Kevin really didn't care, or he figured out to just get them home still dirty...they were quite fucked up, you could see they had been worn a lot. I imagined how they'd smell...who ever I asked who had been in the military, always told me one of the worst moments was when all the guys came back to the dormitory and took off their boots after a long march or just a long day. They said it smelled like cheesy feet and the room stank up really bad. Luckily, they didn't know that secretly, my dick got hard at the thought of being there when these Alpha guys took off their boots...

"Eh, faggot! Stop staring at my fucking boots, you freak! I know you like them and already started fantasizing how you'd lick them and all that faggy shit...I better get you strapped in for the night. And you know what's best?" Kevin now stood pretty close to me.

"Mhmmm" I grunted, giving him the sign I didn't know...

"I never washed that sleeping bag since I used it back in the military training which I completed two weeks ago...and as a fag, you also don't know that we were made to sleep naked in the bag, cause they said we'll stay warmer this way...unfortunately it was the same when it was warm. Just then, we were sweating bullets in there, and so the bag smells...just right for you, boi..." he whispered into my ear, and when I heard it, I started to moan like crazy and tried pushing Kevin away from me and do a few steps back. Bad idea.

"Don't you dare to?" Kevin looked at me angrily, but that couldn't stop me. I turned around, and started heading to the door.

That was all much too much for me. First, he just tied me up and made me sniff his sneakers. Humiliated me to no end. Texted with my mom! And now, he wanted me to sleep in his funky, stinky military bag? Not with me! I was into his feet and thought he was sexy, but that was getting worse and worse with every minute. I had to get out of here. I tried heading to the door, and most surprisingly, I wasn't stopped. I saw a glimmer of hope to get away from Kevin...until I arrived at the door and saw the door was locked, but the key was nowhere. Fuck! Kevin was expecting this, I thought for a little moment. I wanted to search the key...

But suddenly, I felt a strong leather hand over my mouth, muffling down my grunts even more than the duct tape already did. Kevin jumped on me with all his weight, what made me going down to my knees immediately. I was just too weak, damn it!

I started to moan and grunt into my gag, as I really didn't wanted to sleep inside that bag. Kevin didn't utter a word, just started smothering my nose a bit, probably to calm me down. "If you don't stop your fucking whining, I'll force you to be quiet. And you won't like that!" with that, he just snapped my nose shut, what meant I couldn't breath no more because of the duct tape over my mouth. I grunted furiously, until I realized that wasn't doing me any good, quite the opposite! Soon, my lungs started to burn from the lack of air, and I moaned in panic...until Kevin finally released my nostrils free. I filled my lungs with fresh air, and decided to quit my fight against Kevin for the moment. I just was in a bad position...If I just submitted to him, everything would be okay and he would probably end this game soon. Or so I thought...

He kept smothering my nostrils a bit with his leather gloved hand, what started to arouse me more and more. I always liked the smell and scent of leather, and so his heavy duty military leather gloves were no exception. "Mhmmmmmm" I grunted, as Kevin grabbed my junk again and laughed. "If you like that so much, why don't you just stop your pathetic fighting against me? I can give you much more of that..." with that, he pressed his whole open hand against my nostrils, letting me sniff in even more leather scent. My boner got harder and harder...and Kevin kind of massaged my crotch with his other gloved hand. I moaned in pleasure...

But suddenly, Kevin stopped. "Enough. You'll go to sleep now..." he said sternly, his playful mood completely gone. He was really capricious, I thought. But I couldn't blame him...I wasn't helping him to calm down.

He lead me back to the bedroom, where he made me sit beside the mat and the sleeping bag. He looked me in my eyes and spoke "I originally planned on letting you sleep without a gag. But since you had to try your luck, completely laughable, if you ask me, the gag will stay in. So you got the whole night to clean my sock and chew all the sweat and funk out. Now undress."

I looked at him, shocked again. I should just undress completely here? I couldn't do that...he was just standing in front of me.

"UNDRESS!" he almost shouted out. I was a bit scared, so I decided not to act up this time...I undressed completely, until there were only my boxers left. Which were clearly visible bulged out, just from that scene...fuck, I was really horny. Just because he ordered me to do whatever he wanted...Kevin just smirked and then made me crawling into the sleeping bag.

It was much too big for me...no wonder, he was a bit bigger than me. and it really smelled like shit...you could easily tell that he was sweating like a pig in that bag not too long ago. It reeked! I wanted to breath through my mouth so badly, but I couldn't because of his funky sock in my mouth and these shitloads of tape around my face. I moaned and after Kevin zipped up the bag completely, except for my head, he patted me on the cheek. That's comfy, isn't it? He asked me, laughing.

I just moaned. "Yeah, not comfy enough, I know...I got something against that" he said and grabbed some military-green straps. I just knew these were used on trucks to fix things...but I saw it coming. These would get used to fix me...what wasn't necessary at all, as there was no chance for me to grab the zippers and to open up the bag.

Still, Kevin thought I had to be restrained much more. He started with a zipper over my ankles, continuing with one under my knees, one over my knees, one right over my crotch, one pinning my hands and arms to my upper body, and one directly under my shoulders. Pulling them really tight and not leaving me a bit of space to move around in my bag. I was stuck. There was surely no way out of that...Kevin had done a pretty good job. These big zip ties just held me perfectly in the sleeping bag and I wasn't going nowhere. I thought Kevin would leave me like that...but boy was I wrong.

He just rummaged in a bag placed under his big bed, and took out the duct tape again. "I think your face needs some more tape..." he teased me and I started grunting and moaning in my sock gag. But that didn't stopped him...of course. He unwounded the tape and sealed my mouth shut even more, going around my mouth several times again. I mean, the gag wasn't coming off at all before...Kevin just wanted to make REALLY sure I wasn't spitting his disgusting sock out. He even placed some tape over the top of my head and under my chin, to fix it completely. Now, there was so much tape over my lips, my grunts became lower with every round passing. Finally, he stopped and just laughed. "Yeah, that's better. What do you think, fag?" He smirked down at me and I moaned muffled up. "Haha, I can't hear you. Guess you like it too...and so you will my final touch."

Final touch? I guess now finally he was done with preparing me for sleeping...he wasn't. I couldn't believe my eyes when he rummaged again in his big bag, and then put out a big, Russian-Style gas mask. I couldn't even protest, he already had the mask placed over my head and strapped it behind my head. It felt strange, as I was breathing through a breathing tube now. I moaned, but through the mask, my grunts were muffled up even more. I wasn't even sure if Kevin heard anything...then he suddenly left. I thought he was probably getting undressed too, and maybe brushing his teeth or something like that...while I had no other choice than to wait. To wait until my captor came back and shut down the light...for my first night completely bound and gagged.

When Kevin came back, I saw he was just wearing a pair of his boxers. He stood over my trussed up form, and I was looking up directly at his crotch. If my mouth wouldn't have been stuffed with a funky sock, my mouth would have been watering...as Kevin sat down onto his bed, I wondered why he was still wearing his boots.

"Ya know, I didn't wanted to do that." he explained, while he started unlacing one of his big, dirty military boots. "But I can't stand your stupid behavior. "

With that, he slipped his boot off, and I could even smell the slightly cheesy smell. Kevin then also put off his sock, the one he was still wearing (the other was stuck in my mouth, damn it). And then, I saw it coming. I moaned in disgust, as Kevin grabbed my breathing tube and hold the sock directly over the opening. Immediately, my air was contaminated with a cheesy, vinegar smell. I moaned in disgust, but Kevin didn't care. He just put the sock directly over the breathing tube, so it was staying there. Then, he placed the one boot on the floor and started unlacing the other. I could barely think normal now, I was just overwhelmed with the stink....his feet really smelled bad.

"Yeah, I thought you like that...fucking pig." Kevin teased, and pointed towards my crotch area...my raging boner was visible through the sleeping bag. With a disgusting, wet "SLUURP" Kevin took off the other boot, which he was wearing barefoot...and I moaned loudly again, as I was seeing what was to come: Kevin slid the breathing tube deeply into the boot, and laced it up. The air I was breathing now was even more disgusting, and I was now constantly moaning and grunting into my gag, trying to plead with Kevin...it smelled so rank. I couldn't stand it...it smelled like sweat and leather, really strong...the more I moaned, the more of that funky smell I breathed in, and so I tried calming down, just taking deep, long breaths...

"This will maybe teach you to obey...if you know what is good for you, fucker." Kevin said, half angry, half amused.

It was gross. Still, I was rock hard. I heard Kevin turning off the light and mumbling "Night faggot."
It was going to be a long, long night.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby tiednw » Thu May 25, 2017 1:46 am

Not only Chris is rock hard, I'm as well!

I would love to take his place, or get a similar treatment from Kevin next to him!

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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffmyfeet » Thu May 25, 2017 3:32 am

We'll never know for sure how kind Kevin would have been of Chris had simply cooperated. But this is really arousing.

It seems Kevin likes to emphasise what he does: after Chris's mouth has already been sufficiently taped shut, nonetheless, he feels it's necessary to add another couple of windings of tape. And the same is true for the gas mask: after the disgusting sock, he also adds the stinky boot.
bondage /'bɒndɪdʒ/ noun & verb. ME.
A The condition of being bound or tied; fig. subjection to authority, constraining force, or obligation. LME.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby squirrel » Thu May 25, 2017 11:41 am

Marverlous... keep going, man!

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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Sat May 27, 2017 9:01 pm

Absolutely loving this, pup.

The combination of the military sleeping bag, the ratchet straps and the gas mask really hit the spot.
I especially loved the fact that Kevin's bag really smells bad :quirk:

It's a good thing Chris has one of Kevin's big socks in his mouth, otherwise he'd probably be yelling and screaming about the fact that he's being forced to sniff a filthy sock and boot.

Great job, boi.

Looking forward to the next chapter.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Sun Oct 08, 2017 12:09 pm

Hey guys :-)

Sorry for the long absence in this topic...I hope you're a bit anxious to how things are continuing between Kevin and poor Chris...let's find out :-)

CHAPTER 12 - Night(mare)

Suddenly it was dark and silent.
I heard how Kevin was flipping over his comforter and getting comfortable in his big kingsize bed.
Me, on the other hand, was far away from being comfortable. All strapped up in a thick, stinky military sleeping bag.
It was getting kind of hot in it. That I was struggling and moving around as much as possible and so working up a bit of a sweat, wasn't helping either. And finally, I was breathing in much more of the absolutely horrible stench of Kevin's boots.

The smell was really overwhelming. I gagged and choked on my sock gag, which was just as disgusting. I thought about it and got even angrier - how the fuck could Kevin do that? And how could I let him do that? I was furious - I cried into my gag as loud as I could, though through that massive wad of old socks, the shitload of duct tape and the gasmask, probably not so much was even hearable. But I just continued my crying out and moaning. I was REALLY upset with Kevin. I told him I liked being tied up and gagged and maybe a bit humiliated as well - but that! was way too much. He couldn't just pack me up like some captured animal, stuff his sweaty sock in my mouth and then make me sniff his rank, filthy boot for the whole night? Nah, he wouldn't get through with that. I made a fuss as much as I could - and finally, Kevin got up from under his comforter - or at least I thought so. As it was completely dark in the room, with only the moonlight giving some light - there was no chance for me to recognize something in the darkness.

So I was shocked even more when, just when I was once again breathing in the funky stink out of the boot, suddenly a big weight came down on my torso. "mhmmmmmm, mhgggghhhmmmm" I cried out in shock. It took a moment until I saw Kevin's face right over my masked head. I looked directly into his eyes - and saw how he was REALLY angry and annoyed.

"You annoy me to no end, fucking twerp. If you not finally shut your stuffed little mouth, I'll do much other things to you. And believe me, my punishments are not fun at all. I learned a lot from sites on the web about how to properly teach little boys like you. And before you continue to cry out, I'd think about how much you want your family and friends to see how you are sniffing my boots while all bundled up - I bet that would make a nice facebook post. How do you like that, Chrissie?" he asked me, half sternly, half laughing.

"Hmmmmphhh, hmmmmpppffff" was my answer. "So finally shut the fuck up! And you better get a bit of sleep...you'll need it tomorrow, that's for sure..." with that, he got off me and jumped into his bed again. I was scared, and now much more quiet. The last thing I wanted was being exposed as my former friends little slave on my own web page...I'd be the laugh of the day! And how would I ever explain that...no. I better be quiet and work out a plan how to get out of this shit tomorrow.

With my breathing getting slower again and my whole body calming down a bit, I was still breathing in the funky stench of my new Master's rancid sock and boot. And with that in my nose, I doze off in a light sleep.

Though sleeping wasn't so easy. My mouth hurt because of the massive amount of duct tape keeping it shut and the disgusting stuffing put inside it. And I couldn't move much in that tight bag. The straps attached to it just made it worse...at least I wasn't cold, I thought to myself before I finally doze off again.

A few hours and many short wake ups later, I could see the new day started, as the bedroom was clearly bright.
I was so hardly looking forward to Kevin untying me and taking my gag out...my jaw was really sore and I wanted to puke because of the slimy mess I got stuck inside my mouth. With me soaking up the whole sock, the complete amount of foot sweat was revealed during the night...and I had no other chance than to chew on it, sometimes even swallowing some of the disgusting slime which was stuck in my mouth.

But I also had to admit that I had never been hornier. I was rock hard, and really annoyed I couldn't touch myself because of my arms strapped down completely useless - but luckily for me, there was a strap put over my crotch area. When I once woke up in the middle of the night, I realized that my throbbing boner was stuck right under that strap. And it still was now...harder than ever. The strap massaged my boner every time I moved a bit...So I continued to inhale my captors boot stink and realized how helpless I was - completely stuck in his old, smelly bag, with his sock inside my mouth and all bound and gagged up perfectly. I had no chance of escape...and with another whiff of the dirty boot, I felt an intense orgasm building up.

When I felt my balls starting to ache before unloading a massive amount of my load, I realized how pissed Kevin would be if I creamed his sleeping bag. But it was too late. My boner twitched and with a loud moan inside my sock gag, I shot a big load inside Kevin's old, dirty bag.

I breathed heavily and realized how weird all that was. On the one hand, I really wanted that to end...but on the other, I loved it. I calmed down after my intense orgasm, and almost fell back to a light sleep. Until I heard creaking noises coming from Kevins bed. Fuck. He probably heard me moan when I creamed his bag...and knowing how he treated me last night, he was probably not amused at all by what just happened.

TO BE CONTINUED - thanks in advance for some feedback!
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby squirrel » Sun Oct 08, 2017 12:41 pm

Another great continuation. Hope for some cruel and inventive punishment for Chris :) Although I can't blame him for what he did...

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Re: I asked for this...

Postby bondagefreak » Sun Oct 08, 2017 8:07 pm

I had to re-read the last two chapters just to bring myself back in context again.
Chapter eleven was excellent.
I really liked the description of the "wet" sound that occurred when Kevin took his boot off his bare foot.
It really conveyed just how sweaty his foot was in there.

And of course, the glovegagging and the addition of the sleeping bag was really great too.

I can't blame Kevin for zipping that twerp up and strapping him down.
I would've probably done the same.

Now, about this latest chapter.

I really enjoyed reading Chris' thoughts and how he thought Kevin was taking things too far.
I really enjoyed how you described him gagging and choking on Kevin's sock.
It makes perfect sense, much more realistic than the muffled gag speech which is commonly used.
That sock sounds pretty bad.

The ending was great as well, though I have a feeling Kevin won't be too happy about his bag getting creamed 8)
Looks like this'll be a rough start to a new day for little Chrissie.
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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Finn4323 » Tue Oct 10, 2017 11:05 am

Since Kevin would like some help with the rent, the ideal roommate would be his prisoner/ slave Chris. Kevin holds on to Chris's wallet and makes him sign the lease, and pay his share of the rent out of the money in the wallet. Kevin gets a slave to keep the house clean, and share the rent. And he gets to imprison Chris permanently. He only leaves the apartment for work. Both guys get what they want

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Re: I asked for this...

Postby Sniffingyoursocks » Tue Oct 10, 2017 1:49 pm

Finn4323 wrote:Since Kevin would like some help with the rent, the ideal roommate would be his prisoner/ slave Chris. Kevin holds on to Chris's wallet and makes him sign the lease, and pay his share of the rent out of the money in the wallet. Kevin gets a slave to keep the house clean, and share the rent. And he gets to imprison Chris permanently. He only leaves the apartment for work. Both guys get what they want


I‘m not sure Chris is already at that point.
Stay tuned for what Kevin got in store for Chrissie...
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