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After 2-3 minutes of just staring into the soles of her feet and being tormented by their odor, I mmmphed at her. Well, maybe that’s why your feet stink all the time!” Brittany shouted, coming the rest of the way down the stairs.

Ok! Jesus! I think you’ve got me pretty well tied!” I complained – starting to get a little nervous about how little I could move. Now be a good boy, and smell my stinky feet. No complaining!” Robin rubbed a foot up and down my face a couple of times for good measure, then just rested them both on the table, pressing them into my face. I just laid there while Brittany tied my ankles and knees. I then felt her bend my legs behind me and start looping rope through the loops around my ankles. I started mmmphing complaints into the tape, but she just told me to quiet and continued feeding the rope through my wrist ropes. She tied it, then pulled the rope, making it taut. She gave another pull, bringing my legs past the “straight up” position down another 45 degrees or so, putting me in a pretty strict hogtie.

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My mouth was open for half a second before a soft fabric was roughly forced into my mouth. Robin was far less delicate about stuffing me mouth, she pushed violently. Then I feel tape on my mouth, then she wrapped it around my head once, twice, three times. Brittany began winding rope every-which-way around my hands. She looped it around one wrist, cinched it off, did the same with the other wrist, then tied my hands together, then wrapped rope the other direction, between my hands. Finally, she tied it off and my hands were securely tied to each other, I couldn’t separate them an inch if I tried. The shoe was not pleasant, but honestly, after smelling Robin’s feet, the tennis shoe was a nice break. It distinctly smelled like Brittany’s feet, but again, nowhere near as overpower. I laid another 10 minutes by myself in the lower-level of the house. Brittany had turned the TV off, so I sat in silence aside from the music Brittany was playing upstairs, waiting for today to be over.

I once again spent the next half hour as her foot-sniffing foot stool. I had mostly grown used to the smell of her foot at this point, I was mostly just humiliated at this point. Brittany would taunt me with, Finally, Brittany got up and said “Well, I have to go make dinner upstairs. Then, I might be able to let you go, I think you’ve paid your dues, don’t you?”I mmmphed again. Robin lifted one foot slightly and pinched my nose with her first two toes. For a good 10-15 seconds I couldn’t breathe, and starting to panic. She finally let go and pressed her toes to my nose while I took deep breaths of air, half gagging at the stench. I moaned in a mix of pleasure and disgust as I was enjoying the sensation down below, but was disgusted by the smell of the shoe.

I complied, and rubbed her foot while smelling the other. Finally, Brittany got to a point in her phone call: Robin then sat up a little and extended both feet toward my face, her heels resting on the edge of the coffee table. The pungent smell hit me immediately. Her feet were very smelly. If Brittany’s were a “5 of 10” Robin’s were an 8 or a 9.

I had dated Brittany for about 4 years; she was a cute girl, blonde, 5’10 and kept herself in pretty good shape. At the time of this story, we were both 23. We were watching some cooking competition show in her living room and we were both complaining about how bored we were. She was wearing a tight fitting pink t-shirt that complimented her curves, and jeans that hugged her ass. She was definitely attractive. Oh, come on!” Brittany laughed, now rubbing her foot up and down my face, “they can’t be that bad! I just showered last night!”

Brittany apologized to me, “awww, I’m sorry I didn’t hear her come in, baby. I know she can be kinda mean sometimes. Hopefully you weren’t suffering for too long.” Nooo!” she said with a smile and lightly slapped my shoulder. “Like, the loser has to do something for the winner”. Robin reached for the tape that was wrapped around my mouth, and said, “oh, and you better keep quiet! If you bite my toes or try to call out, I’m shoving my panties in your mouth!” I squirmed and tried to mmmph at her, trying to get her to let me go early, but she just continued to laugh.

Nope. What, do you do this shit for fun or something?” I asked – legitimately curious where she learned to truss someone up so thoroughly. She just laughed and said “haha, I love you too much to make you do THAT. But you better hope we never split up! Haha” Well, when we were younger, my sister and I would get bored on rainy days and were home alone. We found a pair of toy handcuffs one day and started playing with those, then with tape, and it just kinda went from there. It’s been a couple of years though, I was worried I got rusty.” Between her smile, and the words coming out of her mouth I was suddenly very interested… and aroused.



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