Paying Rent
by daveboyo

DAY 1

Damien loved University. He was popular, doing well in his studies and most of all he loved to party. Too much. Too much that he would often spend way to much of his money going out with friends to nightclubs and bars, going on dates and having a very healthy social life. “The weekend was one to remember” he thought as he awoke early afternoon. He had finished his second year on Friday and had a free week filled with relaxing before he went home for the summer.
“Damn. My head” he thought has he walked to the kitchen to get some pain killers. “How much did I drink last night?” he said to himself aloud.
“Too much knowing you” came a voice from behind him. He turned around to see jenny walk into the kitchen in a towel.
Jenny was one of three girls that Damien lived with. She was studying athletics and was a real fitness fanatic. She ate healthy and did a 3 mile run every day.
“Just got back from your run?” He said to her
“Yea, needed a shower, worked up quite a sweat today”
“Very ladylike”
“Well we can’t be ladylike all the time hun, and by the er aroma coming from you, you may want to get one yourself” she responded with a cheeky grin
“A cold one” she added looking down. It was obvious his morning wood hadn’t yet disappeared.
He blushed and readjusted himself. “Don’t be shy hun, it’s not the first time I’ve seen it you know” she said in a lighthearted matter-of-fact way. She was right, they had hooked up one night when they first moved in. They both found each other very attractive and had an enjoyable night but they both agreed to keep it at just one night just in case things became awkward.
He remembered back to her firm toned body, supple breasts and shaven mound that were presently hidden by the towel. He watched her as she walked over to the fridge, and reach into it to get her strawberry protein shake. Her long, muscular legs were in plain sight and beads of water from her shower were meandering down her calfs to her size 6 (uk size) long, slender tanned feet. As she reached into the refrigerator, she tip-toed on her right foot, exposing her creamy white sole.
At that point Damien, clearly had to readjust himself in the boxer department before she saw what had now become a full-blooded erection. He always had a thing for legs, he loved long, slender pins as much as the next man, and he also liked what they were attached to, a nice, peachy ass, which he made no secret of and at the other end, a nice shapely pair of feet. He did keep that part a secret. He wasn’t sure if it was a full blown fetish, but something about pretty feet always caught his gaze. Jen though, knew this.
“Still drinking that horrible shit then?” He said to her, trying to take his focus off her incredible legs and feet.
“Its not horrible and it keeps me trim hun, you’d be upset if I let myself go” she laughed. “And besides, a few of these wouldn’t do you any harm” she joked “I seem to remember you being firmer, all that alcohol is taking its toll on your stomach sweetie” she mockingly said as she patted his belly.
She then went to get changed. Damien watched her walk away, the outline of her tight ass under the towel, the way her calf muscles moved as she walked, and the creamy soles that were exposed to him with every step she took. He then went to the bathroom to take care of business.
Jenny was Damien’s favorite of the three girls; not just looks-wise but personality too. He certainly got on with her best. The other two girls, Rebecca and Lauren were a little less receptive to his charm and laid back personality. Especially when it came to money. He remembered two months ago, when he was late with the rent, Lauren wasn’t happy but he and Rebecca had a blazing argument over it. The main reason for the argument was that the three girls were moving to a smaller, nicer flat for their final year, owned by the same landlord and didn’t want to jeopardize it. Damien was moving in on his own.

Damien got dressed and was about to leave the house to go to go to the bank and get his rent money, which was due today. He knew he spent what money he had in his account partying over the weekend, but today he received his monthly educational grant due to studying teaching. It was because of this that he didn’t have to work to fund himself through university.
As he was leaving, he bumped into Rebecca. Rebecca was studying performing arts and had been rehearsing for a play, she had dark hair and a really slim frame, here face was attractive with high cheekbones and she wore leggings and ballet pumps. She was incredibly spoilt and Damien thought she was stuck up, which explained their clash in personalities. Her parents paid all of her tuition and provided a very generous monthly allowance. She knew the importance of money and that’s why she put herself in charge of transferring the rent every month to the landlord. “Don’t forget the rent” she said rather haughtily at him as he passed.
As he went to withdraw the cash from the ATM, he was met with a message saying “INSUFFICIANT FUNDS” He checked his balance and to his dismay he realized that his money had not arrived. “Shit” he said to himself and went to student services to see what the problem was.
He was told by the funding officer that there had been a problem with allocating the funds and all bursaries and grants would be delayed for about a week.
“Damn” he thought to himself “the girls are going to be pissed”

And they were. Well, Rebecca was. Jenny just looked disappointed. That made Damien feel a little upset. To cut a long story short, there was a lot of arguing between Damien and Rebecca, which ended with Damien storming to his room and Rebecca saying she was going to have to find a way to fix this.
He heard Rebecca audibly insulting him and he heard Jenny trying to calm her down and then he heard Lauren come home from work. Lauren was different. She was a skater chick, with long dyed red hair. She always wore skater jeans and Vans sneakers, with t-shirts. She was hot but in an unorthodox way and she had a beautiful set of green, hazel eyes. She also had fabulous legs, but in nearly a year he had never seen her feet as she was always in socks and had stated that she “doesn’t like feet” on more than one occasion. She had also finished her academic year in music technology and was working for the summer in, of all places, a fetish sex shop.
Damien always thought she had a kinky side and could imagine her wielding a whip or burning a candle on someone. He shook his head clear of that image.
He heard Rebecca tell her the situation and heard Lauren make some unfavorable comments about him and then … there was quiet.

An hour later, there was a knock on the door, and Jenny walked in.
“The girls and I would like to speak to you, concerning the rent” she said
“Okay” I said, feeling somewhat guilty. “As long as there’s no more shouting and arguing?”
“No there wont be. We just want to go over a plan we’ve come up with” She said the last part with a strange smirk on her face.
Damien made his way to the living room and sat down on the arm chair facing the girls who were sitting on the sofa. There was a large coffee table separating them. Rebecca spoke
“We have come up with a solution to the rent problem…” she started. Damien thought it was typical of her to appoint herself spokesperson.
“… I have transferred the rent and paid your share out of my own allowance.”
“Erm thank you. I’ll pay you it all back when my money comes through next week” I said, quite surprised at her apparent good nature.
“I know you will.” She responded.

As I got up to leave, she started to speak again. “Wait, there’s more. Now, seeing as I have paid your rent, it seems that you will be living here rent free for a week and I don’t think that’s fair, do you girls?”
Jenny and Lauren shook their heads. Both had that weird smirk on their faces.
“So that’s why, we’ve come up with a way for you to earn your keep”
With this, Lauren let out a stifled giggle. Rebecca continued “Here is a contract of employment for the week” She handed him the contract. “It says that you are to serve the three of us as we wish for next seven days. If you sign it, you can stay here free of charge for the week, if not…”
Damien cut her off. “Fine, I’ll sign it” He took the contract and signed it, thinking that doing the cleaning and washing the dishes was much less hassle than having Rebecca and the girls angry for the entire week.
“Good boy” Rebecca said patronizingly. She was relishing this already he thought. “Now seeing has your contract is for seven days and your money doesn’t arrive until Monday, I believe that your duties start immediately slave boy” she drew out the words “slave boy” in a mocking fashion, which Damien obviously objected to.

“Fine” he said in a nonchalant manner. “What first? Vacuuming? Washing up?”
Rebecca cut in, “No we have far more fun things than that planned for you slaveboy. Strip”
“What?!”
“You heard me. Strip. Now”
“No fucking way”

“Oh yes you will, you insolent shit!” Her tone became angry. “My dad is a top lawyer slaveboy, and if you don’t perform your contracted duties then we’ll kick you out onto the fucking street and my powerful, rich daddy will sue for breach of contract bitch!”
Damien was screwed and he knew it. He couldn’t go back home because his parents were on vacation for the week and he didn’t want to get further in debt, so slowly he began to strip until he was in his boxers.
The three girls just stared at him. He stared back bewildered. “All of it” Said Rebecca. He looked down contemplating being stark naked in front of his 3 female room-mates.
Jenny then spoke, “Come on hun, like I said this morning, its nothing I haven’t seen before (giggle)”
Damien was surprised at her taunting him and flashed red in embarrassment. The girls found this amusing. Lauren had her belt in her hands and said “Do it or your ass will end up as red as your face!” All the girls laughed at this. Damien sighed and took down his boxers. The girls whooped and laughed at his humiliation.
“Now pick up your clothes and put them in the hamper in the corner of the room” said Rebecca. As he bent down, Rebecca nodded to Lauren without him seeing. All of a sudden he felt a sharp pain flash across his ass cheeks.
“Arrggh!” he screamed. The girls laughed. “Good shot Lau!” said Jenny. “Thanks, I’ve been practicing with the whips at the shop” She said beaming. Rebecca then stated “That was for hesitating at an order. Don’t do it again or you’ll get a hundred. Now hurry up and get back here and kneel down in front of your superiors”

He returned to find the girls with the feet up on the coffee table (Lauren’s in socks of course). He kneeled down in front of the girls, with them staring at him staring at their gorgeous feet. Even Lauren’s, whose high arches were visible through her stripy knee high socks.
“See” said Lauren, “I told you he liked feet!”
“Fucking freak” said Lauren with genuine disgust
Damien couldn’t hide his embarrassment. He couldn’t believe Jen had told them this. He told her in confidence.
“Oh don’t be embarrassed hun” said Jen, sensing what he was thinking “I told the girls ages ago (giggle) Oh was that a secret? Whoops” The all giggled at this point “Yeah, ever since, myself and Rebecca have spent a lot more time walking around barefoot just to tease you (giggle) you must have noticed us wiggling our toes, because you always make an excuse and go to your bedroom with a bulge in your jeans. Why is that I wonder? (Giggle)”
He sat there in silence. “She asked you a question slave” said Rebecca. Damien thought the question was rhetorical. He stammered a reply “To er masturbate”
The girls hooted in laughter. “You fucking pervert” said Lauren “You jack off to fucking feet!” The girls laughed again
“Now slave, you’re going to get what you wished for! Massage my feet. They are very tired” said Rebecca

He started to rub her left foot, starting at her heel and moving up to her arches, needing the slender size four soles until he got to her pretty French tipped pedicured toes and massaged each one individually. “He’s rather good at this” stated Rebecca.

“I’m not surprised” replied Jen “He’s practiced on mine a few times. Whenever I say my feet are aching after running, he always volunteers his services. Sometimes I decline, because I know it frustrates him but when I do let him, he always gets a bulge in his shorts (Giggle)” Her eyes glanced down through the glass coffee table. “Like now hehe”
There was no way of hiding what was now a raging erection thought Damien and he kept focused on massaging Rebecca’s feet.
“That’s fucking gross” said Lauren “You like this you dirty fucker?”
“Well that’s obvious Lau” said Jen pointing at his dick. He couldn’t believe the change in her attitude. She was his closest female friend and that’s why here taunting humiliated him the most.

“Right foot, slave boy” ordered Rebecca. Damien switched feet. “Now slave boy, let me finish telling you your duties. Keep rubbing as I do. You are to do all the household chores every day. That is your basic duties. Your special duties are to do what ever we desire and this is just the tip of the iceberg slave. Also you are not allowed to speak unless spoken to and when you do, you address us as Miss, is that clear?”
“Yes Miss Rebecca”
“Good boy (giggle) Now also, because you have no money for food, we will take it in turns to feed you every day. 3 meals per day served by one of us. And slave, we have some wicked recipes we want to try for you (giggle). And finally it is our duty to put you to bed at night, which we’ll take in turns. Now you can stop massaging and offer your services to one of the other girls”
“That sick fuck isn’t coming anywhere near my feet!” said Lauren hastily
“Okay” laughed Rebecca “What about you Jen?”
“Hmm I don’t know. I think it would be more fun to tease him at the moment. You know, deny him what he wants hehe. Anyway I’ve got something in mind for later (giggle)

With that the doorbell rang. “Yeah our pizza’s arrived” stated Jen. They paid for their pizza and sat down to eat it. Jen left the room and returned with two of her worn out sneakers. “Slave” said Rebecca “We want some entertainment whilst we eat. Now Lauren doesn’t believe you like feet as much as we say, but we know different don’t we (giggle) and we know how much you like Jen so we are going to allow you to fuck her….”
Damien’s mind raced. “Is this what she had in mind” He thought excitedly, “that I am going to fuck her perfect feet!”
Rebecca finished her sentence “…. Sneaker!”
The girls fell about laughing. Damien looked bemused.
“Put your fucking dick in it and hump it!”
Jen giggled “Yeah it should be well lubricated with all the sweat hahaha”
Damien started to hump the worn out old running shoe
“Oh my fucking God!” exclaimed Lauren
The rest started to mock encourage, cheer and laugh. Damien felt his face burning with shame but he was so fucking horny. After 3 minutes, his body started to tense. The girls sensed this and Jen said “Look up Loverboy hehe”

He lifted his head to see her and Rebecca wiggling their slender toes at him and smiling. This visual stimulation was too much and his body spasmed and he shot his load in Jen’s dirty sneaker.
“Eww!!” The girls cried in unison and then hooted in laughter.
“That’s fucking sick!” said Lauren
“Aww I think he put in a good performance” mocked Jen “In fact, I think you should be rewarded hun. You must be hungry by now so you can have the left over pizza hun”
He glanced down and saw the girls had left a quarter of the pizza. “That’s your share slave” said Rebecca.
Jen then lowered both of her feet onto the pizza and started to squish it with her bare soles “Eww its squishy” she giggled. She then placed her soles back on the table and said “Enjoy your meal hun. Cheese and tomato with extra cheese hahaha” The girls laughed at this. He looked at her feet. Her soles were smeared with tomato puree and cheese. He saw a large blob of puree on her left sole so he started there and spent the next ten minutes licking her soles clean while the girls laughed at him. Jen’s taunts were the worst “Lick it all up to be a big boy hun (giggle).”
Finally her soles were spotless. “Enjoy baby? You look thirsty, do you want some cola?”
“But Jen” interjected Rebecca “We only have three glasses”
“Oh that’s right. Silly me. Well what can we do now?. You’ll have to use something else and I know what will be just perfect (giggle)”
She produced the other sneaker and took a whiff. “Whew it’s still a bit ripe, but you like that don’t you hun? Hehehe” she said with a wink. She then started to pour the cola into the smelly old sneaker, all the time giggling along with the girls. She then shook the sneaker to mix it with the sweat and handed it to Damien. “Enjoy (giggle)”
He put the sneaker to his lips, god it stunk. He felt queasy as the first drop of cola mixed with old foot sweat hit his tongue. It took him six attempts to drink it all, as he kept gagging. All the time Rebecca and Jen laughed at him, while Lauren just looked on in amazement and disgust.

“You don’t look too well honey” said Jen, feigning concern “I think you need to lie down”
“Good idea Jen” Interjected Rebecca “But before he does, he needs to perform a service for Miss Lauren. What do you want him to do Lau?”
“Well he’s not coming near my feet, that’s for sure! But I’ve always thought about having a slaveboy, doing my every command, performing my every whim, kissing my fucking ass (giggle) In fact, that’s what you can do…” She stopped talking and kneeled up on the couch and poked her ass out, confirming Damien’s thoughts that she was kinky. As well as her knee length socks, she wore a denim cut off skirt, which complimented her skater image. She lifted up the skirt to reveal a small, soft skinned ass with a bright pink thong strap going down the middle.
“Kiss each cheek bitch. But first ask permission”
“Miss Lauren may I please kiss your beautiful ass. It would be an honour”
“Not me dumbfuck! Ask my ass! (giggle)”
Damien again looked bemused. Jen and Rebecca were clearly enjoying this and struggling to hold back the laughter.

“Miss Lauren’s beautiful ass, may I please kiss each one of your perfect cheeks?”
He felt like an ass that’s for sure. Lauren poked her ass out further.
“It said yes” with this, the other two girls fell about laughing. Damien passionately kissed each cheek of Lauren’s ass. “Say thank you bitch”
“Thank you miss Lauren’s ass. It was an honor to kiss your beautiful cheeks”
With that they lay him on the sofa. “We’re going to sit on you now slave and watch a movie and since you like Lauren’s ass so much, she can sit on your face (giggle)”
The lay him face down on the sofa, Rebecca sat on his ass, Jen on his back and Lauren lowered her ass onto the side of his head. They sat there crushing him for the entire movie. Near the end, a troubled look came over Lauren’s face.
Jen noticed it “What’s up Lau?”
“I need to er (giggle) fart (giggle). It’s the pizza, it goes straight through me (giggle)”
“Well?” said Rebecca
“Well what?” replied Lauren
“Do it. It can be his desert hahaha”
Lauren seemed to ponder this for a second. Damien didn’t know what was going on because the sound was muffled from having his head sat on. He was surprised when Lauren lifted her ass off his face. He turned his head and looked up. He was even more surprised when she moved the G-String from her ass crack and he was in full view of her chocolate star.
He heard Jen say “Go on (giggle)”
Before he had a chance to comprehend what was happening, her ass lowered onto his face and his nose was buried deep in her ass crack. All of a sudden, prrrrrrpppppp and a violent cheese smell wafted up Damien’s nose and a rush of air blew onto his face.
“That disgusting bitch farted on me! And she calls me sick!” he thought.
He heard her say “Eww I think that was a wet one (Giggle)” He heard and felt the girls laugh as he gagged on the stench. Lauren then said to him “Still think my ass is perfect bitch? Hahaha!”
“God that smells, girl!” Exclaimed Jen jokingly
“Not as bad as your sneakers!” Replied Lauren given Jen a playful nudge.
As Jen tried to maintain her balance, she indivertibly squeezed Damien’s rib cage. This sent his body into spasm and he sent a muffled laugh into Lauren’s asshole. This caused her to jump up in surprise. “Did you just laugh up my ass bitch hahaha?”
Jen then spoke “Well, well is little Damien ticklish? (Giggle) What a nice surprise hehe” she laughed evilly and her eyes widened in delight.
“Please don’t Jen!” Damien protested. With that Rebecca slapped him hard on the back of the legs. He screamed in pain. “Don’t speak until spoken to slaveboy!”
“Okay hun” said Jen “Im gonna give you a chance to save yourself or ….” She wiggled her fingers in a tickling motion and giggled. “Tell me why I shouldn’t tickle you crazy hahaha”
“Please have mercy, I’ll do anything you want!”
“Oh but hunny” replied Jen “You are gonna do that anyway, remember? (giggle)”
“Well I’ll…”
Before he could finish, Lauren’s came crashing down on his face, cutting off his speech.
“Too late” she said laughing.
With that he felt Jens ten fingers attack his rib cage. “Tickle tickle tickle. Aw is little Damien ticklish? Yes he is! He’s really ticklish! Koochie Koochi Coo! I think I’m going to tickle you every single day! We’ll have lots of fun! Well I will! Hahahaha”
Rebecca interjected, “Lau? Are you sure your okay with him laughing up your ass? (giggle)”
“Yeah” she replied “It feels quite nice and besides, the more air he blows up there, the more air that has to come out! Hahahaha”
All the girls laughed at this.
“And I’m going to make you blow loads of air up her ass so she can fart all over you hahahaha. Tickle Tickle!” taunted Jen
Damien felt the cola from earlier passing through his system. “Oh no!” he thought.
He tried to focus on something else and hope the tickling attack would subside (another fart from Lauren helped him to do this) but it was no use, he desperately needed to pee!
The inevitable happened. Whilst Jen was tickling under his ribs, she moved to tickle under his torso and stomach, and while she did she pressed down on his full bladder.
“She did that on purpose” he thought as he let go and felt warm liquid run down the inside of his legs and into the material of the sofa.
Rebecca, being closest noticed it first “Eww! He’s fucking peeing!” she shrieked.
With that they all jumped off him and watched him finish his shameless act of pissing on the sofa. Lauren looked on in amazement and disgust, Rebecca was furious, Jen simple laughed and walked out of the room.
“You dirty fucker!” screamed Rebecca. “You’re going to fucking pay for this!” she said slapping his face. “Lauren, its time for more belt whipping practice” “Cool. How many?”
“As many as we want”. With that, they whipped his back, legs, ass and even his cock with Laurens belt, while he screamed and whinced in pain. After what must have been fifteen whips, Jen returned carrying a white sheet and a roll of electrical tape.
“Aw bless” she said in mock concern, while trying to stifle her laughter with her hand. “Girls he just a little puppy that isn’t house trained yet (giggle)” The girls stopped whipping him and listened to their housemate. “I had a feeling this may happen when I was tickling him” she said feigning innocence “especially when I pressed his bladder (giggle) Now what does a puppy do when he pees on the floor?”
“Don’t they lick it up or something?” answered Lauren
“Exactly!” answered Jen. The girls started to grin devilishly and look down at Damien’s bruised body. They dragged him to the sofa and put his nose over the wet patch where the pee had soaked into. “Smells, doesn’t it doggy?” said Jen, pushing his face into the pee patch with her foot. Rebecca took aim and kicked him between the legs with her foot “Lick”. Embarrassed and in pain, with no other option, he reluctantly licked and tasted his own pee. He was totally defeated and the girls knew it, and they knew they could make him do anything they wanted, no matter how degrading or disgusting. After the laughter had subsided, Jen exclaimed “Lets put him to bed together tonight”. With that they wrapped him in the bed sheet and taped him in so there was no escape. They lifted him up and placed him face down on the piss sodden sofa “He’ll have to smell what he’s done all night (giggle)” said Jen proudly. “Good Night Slaveboy” they all said in unison. Then they left the room and left Damien wondering what they had in store for him for the rest of the week.
With that, Jen’s face reappeared through the door “Night honey, tonight’s been really fun! (giggle) See you tomorrow. Sleep well (giggle)” She then blew him a kiss and left, giggling to herself.

DAY 2

SPLASH!
Damien awoke with a start as the ice cold water splashed on his face. He looked up and saw the blurred image of Jen smiling down at him.
“Wakey! Wakey! Sleepy head. It’s your first full day of work today! Are you excited?! (Giggle) I have loads of fun things planned for us hehe. But first, I think we better get you fed and cleaned up hahaha. By the smell of you, you seem to have had a little accident in the night (giggle)”
She cut him out of the sheet with the scissors and while he was still disorientated, handcuffed his hands behind his back. “From my police woman outfit I wore for Halloween remember? Was a stroke of luck I found them hehe” she explained.
“Kneel down and close your eyes, while I get your breakfast hun” She patted him on the head like a puppy as she left “Good boy hehe”.
She soon returned, and he heard her settle down onto the sofa, he then heard 2 small thuds on the coffee table, which he guessed was her putting her feet up.
“Open your eyes sweetie” She cooed
Damien opened his eyes and was met with the sight of her two creamy white soles staring back at him, they were placed on a dinner plate. He looked up at her as she slurped some of her strawberry protein shake from a straw. She giggled “Seeing as you liked eating your food off my feet last night, I thought I would give you a treat. So this morning, you are going to eat your breakfast from my gorgeous soles hahaha. I’ve added some extra er flavor (giggle) for you today though.” She went onto explain “Today I went for my normal run, but I was feeling extra energetic for some reason so I run an extra 2 miles today (giggle) problem was, it was extremely hot and I forgot to put socks on! Whoops! Silly me! (Giggle) and as you can see the two extra miles made me work up quite a sweat haha”
Damien could see this to be true as her soles glistened and a bead of sweat made its way down her left foot, from the ball of her foot, down her arch, past her heel and on to the plate.
She continued “I had to take my sneakers off at the door, because I didn’t want the smell to take over the whole house (giggle) but don’t worry hun, I’m sure you’ll get the chance to see for yourself later hahaha! Anyway, when I came to wake you up, I had to walk barefoot on these dusty floors and I think that the sweat picked up some specks of dust (Giggle) But I’m not sure will you have a look for me? Hehe”
Damien could see what seemed like thousands of specks of dust and dirt littering her long slender soles. He nodded a response. “Oh well” she replied “Some extra flavor for you, I suppose haha! Now, for the main ingredient of your breakfast, which I know that you like very much (giggle)” She then proceeded to pour her strawberry protein shake over both of her soles. The pink liquid cascaded down her dusty, sweaty soles onto the plate below as she giggled. “Doesn’t that look so yummy? (Giggle) Go on hun. Don’t be shy! Hahaha”
Damien made a small lick at the centre of her left foot. The taste was foul, as he wasn’t partial to strawberry shake, dirt or foot sweat. However, he would rather do this than have another beating so made a few more small licks on her sole.
Jen noticed this. “Come on honey, I haven’t got all day, we’ve got loads of things to do. Take bigger licks” she instructed. Damien slurped his tongue from the bottom of her heel to the tips of her toes, picking up dirt and foot sweat along the way. She made him lick every spot of shake from her soles and between her toes and after 15 minutes of tasting ripe, dirty feet with a hint of strawberry, he had cleaned both feet. She picked her feet up to inspect them “Well done honey” she said has she patted his head with her foot “Good boy (giggle)” She then pushed his face into the plate with her foot forcing him to lick clean the plate, laughing and taunting him “I’ve already washed the dishes today, so now its your turn”.

When the plate was spotless, she took him to the bathroom to get him cleaned up and stood him in the shower. She took the shower head and aimed it at him. “Now hun, its time for morning shower, but because your not contributing to the heating bills this week, I’m afraid its gonna have to be a cold one hahaha” She then shot a cold jet of water all over his vulnerable naked body, making him shriek. She took aim at his genitals more than once and with his hands bound behind is back, he was unable to defend her cruel attacks. She taunted him as she did so “Aw your little dickie is shrinking! (Giggle) Is it cold? Hahaha”
After 5 minutes she stopped the torture and dried him with the towel. “It’s time for your chores. Seeing as the house is fairly clean today, there’s not much for you to do, which is good because I want us to spend some quality time together (giggle). So all you have to do is sort the laundry out, and today we’re doing our erm smalls (giggle) which means socks and underwear to you hun (giggle). All you have to do is put the laundry in the laundry basket, but I can see your hands are out of service at the moment (giggle) so you’ll have to use your teeth haha.”
Damien looked around the room, It was a large bathroom, (it had to be with three girls), on one side was the laundry basket and on the other side was a multi-colored hill of dirty underwear and smelly socks.
Jen broke his train of thought. “I know what you’re thinking hun. ‘Why didn’t she put the laundry nearer the basket?’ Well if I did that, you wouldn’t be earning your keep would you? (giggle) And besides, It’ll keep you busy and me entertained while I take a bath. I think I’m a little sweaty you know (giggle)” She peeled off her sweaty running shorts and vest and threw them into the laundry pile. She then peeled off her black thong and dangled it in front of Damien’s face, he was intoxicated by the musky aroma as she spoke “This can be your first load haha”. She then stuffed then in his mouth and he tasted a pungent cocktail of sweat and pussy juice. (This was obviously turning her on he thought). She ordered him to the laundry basket and watched him crawl. Is cock had grown stiff at the sight of her naked mound and its strong scent, which did not escape her attention. “Naughty boy!” she mock scowled “You’d better get rid of that otherwise I may have to give you another cold shower” With that she giggled and jumped into her steamy bubble bath, while Damien started his demeaning task. There must have been sixty if not more garments of dirty (some more than others) clothing to move. As he was finishing, Jen got out of the bath and wrapped a towel around her wet, naked body.

“Good job doggy” she said patting him on his head. “Your supposed to take them to the laundry room now and load them into the machine, but that would take to long and I want to play with my doggy hehe. So I’ll do that for you. Aren’t I nice?” She wasn’t expecting a reply. “Yes of course I am, so that’s why I also washed the left over plates from our Chinese meal two nights ago. Why? Because I want more time to play a game with you (giggle)”
She ordered Damien to sit on the toilet but facing the wall and to remain seated until she returned from her bedroom. She quickly returned humming an ominous cheery tune and carrying two dirty athletic socks. She tied one around his head as a blind fold and stuffed one into his mouth.
“Quite the predicament eh hun? (giggle) cant move, see or speak. I could do anything I want and do you know what I want to do?” She knew he couldn’t reply so she answered for him by digging her fingers into his ribcage. A muffled shriek came from his gag and he jolted in shock.
Jen let out a high pitched shriek of her own, but hers was in delight, not anguish. “Tickle tickle. I meant what I said last night you know (giggle) I’m gonna tickle you every day hahaha and I’m going to start now.” With that she attacked his ribs again for a solid five minutes. “Koochie kocchie coo” she taunted “My, how ticklish are you? Hehe. Guess what, Rebecca’s not home for dinner for another 3 hours! And since I’ve done all your chores for you, that gives us plenty of time to play! Yay! Hahahahahaha! Tickle tickle tickle!”
She tickled him solid for the three hours, attacking his ribcage and torso, she made him pee into the toilet 4 times by the time she spotted his electric toothbrush. “Wow, I wonder if this will work?” she asked herself aloud. The answer was a resounding yes as she applied it to his sensitive, exposed sides. He couldn’t take no more. He lost control of his bladder twice more and was reduced to a mass of quivering flesh when he heard Rebecca return home. A minute later, he heard her shout “What the fuck is this!” She then stormed around the flat, walking heavily as she did. Jen managed to say “Oh oh looks like someone’s in trouble (giggle)”, before Rebecca walked into the bathroom.

“There you are you little shit!” she scowled at him “Why the fuck haven’t you done your chores?”
He looked at her confused.
“The washing up! There’s still plates there from 2 nights ago!”
He looked at Jen
“Aw Damien, that’s naughty! I told you today you had to do them” she winked at him and stifled a giggle when Rebecca wasn’t looking, confirming her cruel trick she played on him to get him in trouble.
“I’m gonna punish you for this! Your first day and you fucking disobey me.” With that she pushed him off the toilet on to the floor and kicked him onto his back. He winced in pain, as she kicked him with her leather shoes. Then she stood on his chest and started trampling his bare chest. He was in agony. She was wearing flat shoes but they still cracked down hard on his chest with the force of her stomping. “This will teach you to fucking disobey me slave!” His screams were muffled by the sock gag but his tears of pain were evident. “This is so you never forget” she said menacingly, but before Damien could work out what she meant, she took aim and kicked him square on his dick.

The look of pain was evident in his eyes and his muffled groans. This made Jen laugh in his face “You should have done your chores honey” she giggled cruelly.
Rebecca stepped of his bruised body. “Its dinner time fucker” she calmly said, her initial anger subsiding “I was going to let you eat some of the Cantonese take away I brought home, but you’ve spoilt that treat. So now, you can eat what you should have cleaned this morning”
The dragged him to the kitchen and led him under the table, facing the floor. All of a sudden a bowl containing a hideous looking slop appeared under his face. He identified it has the left over Chinese rice and noodles from the dirty plates. The smell was putrid. He felt Rebecca’s foot force his head into the disgusting mush. “Eat slaveboy, this is the last meal you’ll get tonight” she said smirking. They sat down above him and ate their Cantonese as he tried to force down the first mouthful which made him gag. The two girls laughed at this and Jen taunted him in her child like voice, which he had grown accustomed to. “Our food is sooo yummy. Is yours yummy baby? (giggle)” Rebecca answered “I don’t care if it isn’t fucking yummy! He better eat every bite! And he’d better not dare throw up or I’ll throw him naked onto the fucking street!” He knew she meant it so he composed himself and reluctantly ate his meal. He heard the girls whispering and giggling, but he was far to busy concentrating on not being sick
“Good doggy” teased Jen when she saw him finish. “Because you ate it all up we are going to let you have some of our Cantonese after all hehe aren’t we good to you? (giggle)”
With that she dropped her remaining forkful of noodles onto the floor, then expertly picked them up with her toes “Here you go doggy” she said sticking her five noodle covered toes into his mouth. “Hehehe that tickles” she giggled. “Now, Miss Rebecca wants to share with you too (giggle).”
“Open your mouth slave” Damien opened his mouth wide as he watched take a large spoonful of her remaining rice and chew. But not swallow. She chewed for what seemed an eternity and the her face hovered above Damien’s and her mouth started to open, sending her half eaten and chewed rice falling into his mouth. “Chew it slave and swallow”

After dinner the two girls dragged Damien into the living room. “Now how can we punish you further?” mused Rebecca to herself. Jen answered her “I think I have an idea (giggle). She left the room momentarily and returned holding her ripe sweaty sneakers “Remember these baby? Hahaha”
“Jen they’re gross, I smelt those when I got in”
“Aw that hurts. It’s not my fault my feet sweat loads when I go running without socks” they both laughed at this. “And besides, I’m sure your leather pumps aren’t exactly fresh after a full days rehearsal!”
“I guess your right there” laughed Rebecca in agreement
“So, what better punishment than to make him lick all of the sweat out of our stinky, sweaty shoes? Hahaha!”
“I agree” said Rebecca kicking of her leather pumps. “My they do smell don’t they? (giggle)”
“Yeah and he can use our sweat to wash his dinner down!”

Again the girls both laughed as he crawled over to where they placed the four sweat-filled shoes and started to lick to the glee and satisfaction of the two girls.
What seemed like an eternity licking the foot sweat from the rancid sneakers or musky, hot leather pumps, he heard Jen stroll into the living room and declare to Rebecca, who was watching television, “Look what I’ve found”. Rebecca replied “The fucking bastard!” and without warning she got up and kicked Damien straight in the balls. He buckled over in agony and looked up to see Jen holding the laundry basket from earlier.
“You incompetent worthless shit” Rebecca kicked him in the side. “You were supposed to put these underwear and socks into the washing machine!” Now we have none to wear tomorrow!”
“Well” interjected Jen “He’ll have to clean them now…with his tongue hahaha”
Damien looked at her in torment. He couldn’t believe that one of his former closest friends had purposely got him in trouble again and was now suggesting something this demeaning as his punishment.
“Yes!” agreed Rebecca “You’ll spend the rest of the evening and all night licking the dirty gussets of our panties and sucking the fucking sweat out of our rank socks”
Jen held her hand to her mouth to stop the laughter escaping. Her plan had come together perfectly, she thought.
They dragged him to the small laundry room and tipped the dirty underwear and socks all over him. “Get to work slave!” Ordered Rebecca. “Have fun!” added Jen, giggling. They slammed the door and he heard them laugh as they walked away.

Around two hours later, after sucking the sweat out of numerous pairs of socks and licking the quite disgusting juices that had soaked into the panties gussets, he came across a pair of red, French knickers and saw what looked like a brown streak, where the ass crack would rest against. This made him gag and as he did, he heard a voice from behind him “Their mine (giggle)” He looked up and saw Lauren looking down at him quite amused. “I wore them to the rock club two nights ago. I was really drunk and remember there being no toilet roll in the cubicle I was in after I er did my business (giggle) I was so drunk I thought ‘Fuck it’ and carried on. Every now and then when I was dancing, they would ride up my ass, hence…” She pointed at the stain and laughed. I was hoping no-one would see it, but now I’m pretty happy you have! (giggle) Aw don’t look so down bitch, the girls told me not to give you your evening meal, because you’re being punished but now you’ve got a little snack to keep you going hahahaha!” He looked like he was going to heave, but her voice broke his train of thought. “Oh by the way, It was my turn to put you to bed tonight, but it looks like you’re going to be busy for most of the night, so I’ll leave you to your work. When you finish you can just sleep on the floor haha. As she was about to leave she turned around with a smirk “And bitch, I’ll be inspecting those panties in the morning (giggle)”. She then left him alone contemplating finishing his disgusting task. As his tongue was about to meet the dirty ass stain, the door creaked open and as he looked up a pair of dirt white Little Miss Naughty socks hit him in the face. Lauren’s smiling face reappeared from behind the door. “You can clean those to, while your at it (giggle) oh and bitch?...Those dirty socks are the closest you’ll ever get to my feet you fucking pervert! Hahahahaha! Good night bitch!”

DAY 3

“PRRRPPPPPP”
Damien awoke to the aroma of stale eggs wafting through his nostrils. He choked on the smell and opened his eyes to the sight of Lauren’s denim clad ass hovering inches above his face.
“Wake up bitch haha. My it smells in here (giggle) Sorry, I had eggs for breakfast and they go right through me (giggle) But its just an appetizer for your breakfast hahaha”
She turned to face him and sat on his chest. He ached under her weight and from spending a night sleeping on the hard, cold floor. She reached down and picked up her red French knickers that she made him lick clean the following night. She held them to her face and smirked at the now clean gusset. She then scrunched her nose up and looked at Damien.
“I can’t believe you actually licked my…” she paused and then whispered “shit”. She then burst into a fit of laughter. “Sorry” she said, trying to compose herself, “I really appreciate it honest hahaha. Did it taste nice? Hmm? (giggle) Well, I hope you haven’t spoilt your appetite, because its breakfast time (giggle)”
With that, she stood up and walked to the kitchen. Damien noticed her rubbing her white socks into the dusty floor as she left. She returned carrying a plate of scrambled eggs. She lay them on the floor and seated herself on his stomach.
“Because you were good and cleaned my dirty panties, I’m going to give you a treat. This morning I’m allow you to eat your breakfast off my feet…” She paused, and began to peel one of her socks off, showing a glimpse of her heel and sole. Damien became excited, both mentally and physically at the thought of seeing her soles. “My socked feet hahaha” She taunted pulling her sock back down. “Sorry, my dirty socked feet haha. What? You didn’t think you get to see my bare feet did you? No fucking way! But I will give you the privilege of eating off them covered up. Say thank you for the privilege bitch”
“Thank you miss Lauren”
“Good boy (giggle)” She proceeded to but her dirty socks onto his face, they had picked up a lot of dirt from the floor, but he could still see the outline of her slender soles that he longed to see. She reached back and felt his rock hard cock. “I can’t believe this is turning you on. I’m about to feed you eggs from my disgusting socks and you’re hard! You sick fucker!” With that she slapped his cock hard and he let out a muffled cry into her socks. “Naughty boy!” She said laughing.
“Looks like your having fun!” Damien heard a voice at the doorway, which he identified as Jen. (This can’t be good, he thought to himself).
“Rebecca said he has to do his chores today so that means if I want to play with him, I have to do it now. Do you mind Lau?”
“Not at all Jen. Be my guest. What game you going to play? (giggle)”
“One that he really likes hehe.”
With that she walked around him and knelt at his feet. “Kootchie Kootchie Koo” she taunted as she scraped her fingernails up his bare soles. “Its time for your morning tickles baby! (giggle)”

“I’m going to tickle you until you lick every bit off egg off Lauren’s socks. It may take a while, because you’ll be laughing quite a lot but I’m sure Lauren doesn’t mind that (giggle)”
“Not at all hun, there’s just one thing. Every time you tickle him, he pees (giggle) and I really don’t want him peeing on me (giggle)”
“Already thought of that (giggle)” She laughed as she pulled a diaper from her bag. “I bought them for him yesterday (giggle). The two girls laughed hysterically as the forced him into the diaper.
“Lets play with the cute baby” exclaimed Jen as she attacked is bare feet again, making him squirm.
Lauren started to squish her dirty socks into the plate of eggs and brought them up to his face. “Eat it all up to be a big boy” she said, giggling.
He started to lick the eggs off her feet. It tasted foul. The eggs were cold and pieces of dirt from her socks invaded his waiting mouth. The texture of her socks made is mouth feel like cotton wool. He wanted to finish as quick as he could. Not just because of the taste but because of Jen’s indescribable tickle torture. His constant laughing made it difficult however and he spent the next 45 minutes eating his meal, while being taunted by the two beauties (especially when he wet his diaper).
“Well we’d better get him cleaned up” laughed Jen after the tickling subsided. She sounded quite displeased that she had to stop tickling him.
“Did you enjoy your meal bitch? I must say you’re an expert footlicker. I almost enjoyed it…almost mind you. Don’t get used to it (giggle) Remember, you’ll never see my feet.”
As she rose off his belly, she positioned her ass over his face and hitched down her jeans and panties. She sat bare-assed over his face and said “Seeing as you liked your meal so much, you can have a bit more (giggle)” She then let out a huge, wet, eggy fart all over his face. He spluttered as she remained seated for a minute to trap the smell in his nose. The girls laughed as the dragged him to the bathroom for his cold shower.

After his freezing shower, the girls led him naked to the living room, where Rebecca waited, with her feet on the coffee table. She was wearing jeans, t-shirt and to his disappointment, socks.
“Morning slave” she greeted him. “The water was cold I see?” she said mocking his shriveled dick. Today, the three of us are free, to supervise you. We want to make sure you do your chores. Today, you will be doing the washing up, the cleaning and the laundry so I suggest you get started”
As Damien was about to leave, she called him back. “You need to look the part slave. That’s why Lauren was kind enough to get you a uniform (giggle)
With that, Lauren produced a small, leather maids uniform to the howls of laughter of the girls. “I remember you saying something that you had a thing for French maids?” teased Jen, as she and Lauren dressed him.
The girls all laughed at the sight of him, his maid uniform was small, so it didn’t cover his lower half. “Well look at you” taunted Rebecca “We want you bare ass, just incase you start to slack haha” She looked at Lauren, who produced a whip from her shopping bag. She smiled evilly at Damien. “But first slave,” continued Rebecca “I want you to massage, my socked feet as the girls prepare your lunch (giggle)”

He knelt by the table and started to kneed her socked soles as Jen and Lauren went to the kitchen. Five minutes later they returned, giggling. Jen was carrying to slices of bread and Lauren, a piece of cheese.
“These are for your lunch later” explained Jen
“Yes, because we are all home today, we decided to all contribute to your lunch (giggle)” added Rebecca”
With that, Jen slipped the pieces of bread into each of her running sneakers and then slipped her bare, dusty feet into each shoe. “Ew, I can feel the bread squishing between my toes” she giggled to the amusement of the others. “I’m going on my run now Damie baby (giggle) going to work up a real sweat haha”
“Aren’t you going to wear socks?” enquired Rebecca, obviously knowing the answer.
“No, I want to add flavor to his meal. I want him to taste all my lovely sweat, so he knows how hard I worked on his dinner haha”. With that she left.
Damien felt sick inside. Lauren noticed this and smirked, “Bitch?”. He turned to her.
“Don’t you want to see what I’ve going to prepare for you? (giggle)”
She then pulled down her jeans and panties in front of his face for the second time that day. To his horror and Rebecca’s delight she began to rub the piece of cheese up and down the crack of her ass, before wedging it between her cheeks and pulling up her panties and jeans, holding it in place. He couldn’t believe is eyes as she turned to him.
“That’s going to be there all day (giggle)” She then let out another fart to her and Rebecca’s delight. “Just adding some flavor of my own haha.”
“I guess that’s what you call cutting the cheese (giggle)” responded Rebecca.
Damien, feeling sick, got to work massaging Rebecca’s dirty socked feet. “My contribution is going to be a surprise (giggle) I’m sure you’ll like it… but then again… haha”
He felt queasy and dread at the same time. After finishing his massage, he got on with his work. Rebecca whipped him from time to time just for the sake of it, using the excuse that he was slowing down. Lauren also decided that he would become her fart receptacle for the day, every time she needed to fart, she did so in his face. Every time she did this, he was reminded of that piece of cheese, wedged in her ass crack and the realization that soon that piece of cheese would be in his mouth.
It was around three hours later, that Jen returned home. “That was a nice long run, I can tell you, worked up quite a sweat! (giggle) is it his lunch time yet? Haha”
“Well” said Rebecca “He hasn’t quite finished his chores yet. What do you think Lau?”
Lauren smiled “Lets give it to him! Hehe”

The girls laughed as they prepared his meal. Rebecca went to the kitchen and returned with a plate and a glass.
“Dinner time slave (giggle) Today, we’ve made you a sandwich (giggle) a special one with special ingredients hahaha” Rebecca taunted.
“First, the bread…”
Jen gingerly slipped her feet out of her sweaty sneakers, and placed her soles on the plate. A piece of sweat soaked bread was stuck to her right foot. She peeled it off, giggling and placed it on the plate. “Ew! The bread’s all wet and slimey!” she proclaimed, giggling.
The remaining slice remained in her sweaty sneaker.

“Next the cheese…” listed Rebecca
Lauren laughed as she hitched her jeans and panties down. She proceeded to wipe the piece of cheese up and down her ass crack once more and place it on the bread. There was a barely visible brown streak present which Lauren made a point of showing Damien. “Yum. I know how much you like that! (giggle)” she said, licking her lips.
“And finally…the secret ingredient (giggle)” continued Rebecca. “I know how much you like jam slave so I prepared my own special jam for you…Toe-jam! Hahaha!”
With that, she pulled off her dirty socks, to expose dirt and sock lint between her toes. She picked it from between her toes and sprinkled it into the sandwich as Damien looked on in horror, contemplating how he would eat such a vile meal.
Jen then smirked as she pulled the remaining piece of bread from her sneaker and held it to his face. The bread was visibly damp and the outline of her foot and toes were also pressed in to the slice of bread. “Yummy!” she taunted, before squishing the bread down on the toejam and ass-cheese.
“And to wash it down…” finished Rebecca
Jen stripped off her sweaty running shorts and vest top. She then squeezed and drained them into the glass, until it was half full with her body sweat.
“Bon appatite!” laughed Rebecca.
Jen picked up the sandwich, and scrunched into a ball before squeezing it all into his reluctant mouth. He gagged immediately as the foul tasting sandwich entered his mouth and he began to chew to he amusement, delight and disgust of the girls. After 2 minutes, he managed to digest his rancid meal to shame inducing cheers. He started to gag.
“Time to wash it down baby” giggled Jen, holding the glass of her sweat to his lips and pouring it down his throat. This sent him running to the bathroom to throw up. All he could hear was shrieks of laughter emanating from the living room by his 3 tormentors.

He staggered back to the living room after several minutes of throwing up in the toilet.
“Aw is the little baby okay?” giggled Jen
“Slave you have offended us!” said Rebecca. “You have been very ungrateful in wasting our lovely meal we worked so hard to make for you (giggle) for this you will be punished!”
Lauren walked past him on her way to the toilet and whispered in his ear. “You’re going to get it now (giggle)”
Rebecca sat cross-legged on the sofa. “Get over my knee, boy” she said beckoning him over with her finger, in an almost seductive manner.
Damien walked over and duly bent over her knee, with his bare ass exposed to her mercy. His head rested on the arm rest of the sofa, facing forward. At that moment, Jen lay her dirty, sweaty feet on the arm rest, an inch away from his face. The odor was still strong and from what he could see, there were still some breadcrumbs stuck to her glistening, wet, sticky soles.
“I’m going to spank you like a child slave” exclaimed Rebecca “and after each stroke you are going to lick clean Jen’s sweaty soles”
Jen beamed at him and winked. “I want you to lick from here…”. She traced the tip of her finger from her heel to her toes, picking up sweat on the tip of her finger as she did so. “…To here (giggle)”. She then wiped her sweaty finger over his lips and giggled.

SLAP!

Rebecca’s hand came crushing down on his right ass cheek, which stung like hell.
“1” said Rebecca “Now lick!”
He stuck his tongue out at the base of her heel and made a long lick all the way up to her toes. The taste of sweat remained bitter on his tongue and he was aware he managed to eat residue of the bread from her toes, which made him gag. Jen giggled and put her hand to her mouth to compose herself.

SLAP!

“2” Rebecca said, smirking
Jen winked at him and laughed. “Left foot now hun”

Damien proceeded to lick each sole 5 times and had received 10 slaps. His ass shone red as he was close to tears and he was relieved it was over…or so he thought.
At the tenth stroke, Lauren reemerged, smiling, from the bathroom.
“My turn!” she stated and bent over in front of his face. She looked back and giggled to Damien. “My stomach’s been really upset today as I’m sure you’re well aware (giggle). I just tried to relieve myself and after I finished, I realized there was only one sheet of toilet paper left (giggle) whoops hehe I wiped best I could (giggle) honest! Haha but I think you have to finish the job! Hahaha” She laughed cruelly as she hitched down her jeans and panties, presenting her bare ass to him.
“Now you will clean Lauren’s dirty (giggle) ass” she said, trying not to laugh. “One long lick after every smack haha!”

SLAP!

Damien stared into her sticky brown hole and gagged. Sure, he’d tasted essence of her ass before, but this was different, this was tasting the source. He didn’t have much chance to think as Jens foot pushed his face into Lauren’s sticky, waiting ass. Rebecca twisted his balls as punishment for hesitating. As he screamed, Lauren let a huge, violent wet fart into his mouth and down the back of his throat.
“That’s what I call teamwork” laughed Lauren. “Bet you’ll lick next time (giggle)” she taunted.

SLAP!

This time he didn’t hesitate and licked her dirty, stinky crack. He felt sick as he repeated this vile act another 8 times, with all the girls taunting him. “Lick me clean bitch” ordered Lauren several times.

After this was finished the rolled him onto the sofa, face up and sat on him to watch a movie. Lauren sat down bare assed on his tormented face and naturally let rip a few times into her ‘personal fart receptacle’, giggling as she did so.

As the movie ended, the girls decided it was time to put Damien to bed.
Rebecca led him naked into his bedroom. He hadn’t seen it in two days and now his bed came fitted with bondage straps.
“Courtesy of Lauren (giggle)” she explained as she cuffed his wrists and ankles to the four corners of the bed. The kinkiness of the situation had made him aroused, which Rebecca noticed.
“It’s been a while hasn’t it, and then you were fucking a sneaker! (giggle)”
She slowly started to stroke his rock hard dick.
“Like that?” she cooed seductively at him. “Here, you’ll like this more hehe”.
With that, she extended her leg so her sole was inches from his face. She continued to stroke him while teasing him with her pretty bare feet. His body started to tense and she lowered her lips to his solid cock. He was ready to burst in her open mouth! However, instead of sucking him to climax, she sweetly kissed the top and said “Night slave. I’ll be back with your evening meal later and to tuck you in. I’ll know you’ll look forward to it (wink)” She then left the room laughing, leaving him alone and frustrated.

She returned an hour later, holding a dish.
“Hope your hungry!” she said smirking. “We’ve all contributed to your meal tonight (giggle) we’ve made you Special Slave Stew! Doesn’t that sound nice? Hahaha”
A look of fear and anxiety came over Damien’s face.
“Let me tell you the ingredients” and she held the dish under both their faces.
“There’s obviously the water. That came from the toilet (giggle) don’t worry though slave, we boiled it first to get rid of nasty bacteria, But then it lost flavor, so we poured the sweat from Jen’s sneakers into it, dipped my dirty sock in it and we all spat in it a few times to give it texture hahaha!” She laughed maniacally at this and at Damien’s evident look of horror.
“Then there was the contents” she continued. “Jen mashed up some potatoes for you with her feet and scraped it all in from her dirty soles (giggle), Lauren chopped up a carrot and put it in…she did stick it between her ass cheeks first though, but she’s been doing that all day so there’s no surprise haha! And for my contribution, I added the chicken. Now because I wanted to make it easy for you to eat, I did all the chewing for you before I spat it back in hahaha! Let me demonstrate (giggle)”
She proceeded to put a small piece of chicken into her mouth and chew it. She smiled at him and then spat the contents of her mouth into the stew.
“Like that hehe. Now there’s the final ingredient.” She held up a pepper shaker, but instead of adding it to his food, she sprinkled some under his nose. The inevitable happened and he sneezed into the bowl. Rebecca laughed evilly as she stirred it into the stew.
“Now it’s ready! Good enough to eat…for you hahaha!”
Damien started to heave as the spoon came closer.
“Don’t you dare throw up again, because that will be your desert (giggle)”
That was motivation enough to reluctantly finish his second disgusting meal of the day. He felt ill as he lay there, with his belly full of disgusting elements that the girls found fit to feed him.
“Good boy slave. Because you finished your meal, I may give you a treat before you go to bed. Would you like me to continue stroking your cock? Hmm? (giggle)”

“Yes very much so, Miss Rebecca”
“Are you sure?”
He nodded a response frantically.
“I’ll take that as a yes then (giggle). Now close your eyes slave.”
Damien closed is eyes in wondrous anticipation of what was about to happen. Rebecca, took her remaining dirty sock from earlier and jammed it into his mouth, gagging him.
“So you don’t make a noise (giggle)”
She then started to slowly stroke his cock once more. Damien thought her hands were colder this time, with a rubbery texture. It also felt that she was rubbing a grainy, powdery substance into his erect cock. He didn’t complain however. A few moments later though, he started to squirm in his bonds. It wasn’t down to pleasure, quite the opposite, his cock was starting to itch! Rebecca noticed this and started to rub the powder into his balls and using her finger, rub some into his ass crack. He was in torment as the whole area started to itch like crazy.
“Aw what’s the matter slaveboy? Do you want me to stop?” she taunted
He wanted her to finish, but the itching was unbearable, so reluctantly he nodded his head.
She stood up. “Whatever you wish hehehe. Now open your eyes”
He opened his eyes to the sight of her removing a latex glove and holding what confirmed is fears in her other hand…a can of itching powder!
“You’ve hurt me tonight slave. I wanted to show you pleasure and all you had to do is endure a bit of uncomfortable ness. But you couldn’t do that could you? So now I feel neglected and your going to be punished (giggle)”
She slowly, tauntingly rotated the can over his body and sprinkled the itching power over his naked body, giggling as she did so. She walked to the foot of the bed and sprinkled some over the soles of his feet as she left the room. Before leaving, she turned back and looked at him. He couldn’t say anything, but his eyes were screaming as he started to sweat and thrash in his bonds.
“Goodnight slaveboy…though I doubt it will be hahaha!”
She laughed as she closed the door.

DAY 4

After what must have been only a couple of hours sleep, due to the torment of the itching powder, Damien was awoken by the pain of someone slapping his stiff dick. His eyes sprung open in pain but he was too tired to scream. He was met with the sight of two shapely soles right in front of his face; he noticed they were smothered with peanut butter.
“Hurry up and lick slave!” he heard a voice say, who identified to be Rebecca.
“Well?.. I’m in a rush. I’ve got to leave soon for rehearsals and my performance is tonight, so this is the only chance I have to feed you breakfast. You have five minutes to lick this peanut butter off my feet, otherwise I will have to rush to make it there on time and obviously I don’t want to do that, so if my feet aren’t spotless, I’m going to punish you?”

Damien tried to poke his tongue out but his mouth was still stuffed with her smelly sock. She must have been aware of this he thought.
“I can’t feel anything slave, don’t you want your breakfast? Remember when the alarm goes off at 8 o clock, my feet better be clean hehe”
About 30 second later she looked at him and spoke.
“Oh silly me! I forgot to take your gag off! Why didn’t you say? (giggle) …By the way, four minutes hahaha!”
Damien started to lick like a man possessed. His tongue darted up the sole of her left foot, making swirling motions to try and collect as much of the peanut butter as he could. He slotted his tongue between her toes as she cooed, giggled and taunted him.
“2 minutes slave boy. You better hurry up! You’ve got a whole other foot to do yet (giggle)”
Damien knew it was hopeless. He found the peanut butter difficult to swallow because of its dry and sticky texture. It seemed that she wanted him to fail, he thought.
He had just taken his first lick of her right foot when the alarm went off.
“You lose slaveboy hehe” she taunted. She then proceeded to wipe the remaining peanut butter from her foot using the dirty sock gag which was now coated with his saliva.
“You’ll have to eat the remainder of your breakfast from my sock. It’s a little dry though so…”
She let a string of spit fall into the sock from her mouth and she scrunched it back up, mixing it with the peanut butter, foot sweat, saliva and dirt and pushed it back into his mouth. She laughed. “You should have eaten it quicker hehe. The sock is there as a gag for your punishment also. Jen is still asleep and I don’t want you waking her (giggle)”
She picked up the pot of itching powder and continued.
“The house is clean today, so you can stay in bed for the whole day, but it wont be very relaxing for you, I can assure you haha.”
She then sprinkled the remainder of the itching powder of his chest, genitals and the soles of his feet.
“Bye bye slave boy. Don’t miss me too much!” she taunted as she left, leaving him in silent anguish.

Damien managed to drift back to sleep after exhausting himself by thrashing in his bonds. He awoke a few hours later, wearing a diaper, to the stench and heat of foot sweat encasing his nose and mouth. He heard laughter and Jen speak.
“Wakey wakey sleepy head!” He opened his eyes to see Jen holding her sweaty, running shoe over his nose and face.
“Can you believe I forgot to wear socks on my run again! Silly me (giggle) Anyway, Rebecca told me about your itching problem (giggle) I bet you’re actually looking forward to your cold shower this morning to wash it all off hahaha. Well, sorry to disappoint you hun. But there was a water leek in the street today so all the building’s water is unavailable until it fixed. Now as you can see, I’m in a desperate need of a shower also, so I’ll tell you what, if you give me a nice long tongue bath and lick all the sweat off me, I’ll scratch you where your itching hehe sound like a deal?”
Damien nodded.
“Good boy (giggle)”

Jen slowly peeled off her sweat soaked vest top and running shorts, remaining in her wet thong. Her body glistened with beads of sweat. She looked so sexy that his cock was stiff and fighting to escape from the diaper. She crawled onto the bed and straddled him, lowering her toned stomach onto his face.
“First, lick my stomach clean and inside my belly button”
He did as was instructed and the bitter sweat attacked his taste buds.
After he had done this, she lifted her arms and took a whiff underneath each one. Her face crinkled and she held her nose mockingly.
“Whew haha! I think my underarms next! Hahaha!”
She lay her armpit over his nose, the scent was pungent and the skin was damp.
“Lick”
He took a long lick, the acidic taste was stronger her and burnt his tongue. She did the same her other armpit, laughing as she did so. She began to rub her foot over his crotch to tease his constrained cock.
“Ooohh, I think you like this (giggle) Don’t worry, you can sniff and lick my sweaty pits for the rest of the week if you want? I don’t mind! Hehe!”
She then sat up and sat on his diaper incased cock, squirming her ass down to prolong his teasing. She extended each leg, until her sweaty soles were in his face.
“And these need no introduction! Haha!”
Her bare feet smelt as bad as her sweaty sneaker, and he could still feel the heat emanating from them. He licked her bitter, sweaty soles clean and thought that his sweaty ordeal was over. He was wrong! Straight after, she stood up, and began to pull her panties down. She stepped out of them and winked mischievously, before turning her back on him and lowering her sweaty ass onto his unprotected face.
“Lick my sweaty crack hun hehe! Oh that feels good! Get your tongue right up there!”
She started to gyrate her hips back and fore, wiping her sweaty ass crack all over Damien’s face. She started to moan and place her hand down to her now wet pussy and stroke her clit. Moments later, she stood up and swung her body around, facing him.
“You know, my pussy is pretty sweaty too (giggle) Will you lick it for me? Its so wet hehe”
She sounded out the last word, teasing Damien even more. She lowered her pungent, sweaty, unwashed, yet shaven pussy onto his waiting face and he licked her like a man possessed, while she frantically rubbed her clit. After two orgasms, she wearily lifted herself off Damien and kissed him passionately on the lips.
“Thanks baby”
It was the first sign of affection he’d seen off her in over three days, however it didn’t last long as her sweet smile turned into a sickly sweet smirk as if she had just remembered something.
“Now I believe we had a deal. If you gave me a tongue bath, I would scratch you where you’re itching. So where are you itching the most hun?”
“The soles of my feet Miss Jennifer. They’re so sensitive!”
“Yes they are aren’t they?” she said smirking. “But what if I tickle you, when I’m scratching hehe?”
He never thought of that. But at this moment he didn’t care, he just wanted some relief from the itching”

“That would not be a problem Miss Jennifer” he replied
“Okay then ask me. Ask me to tickle your feet (giggle)”
He reluctantly replied “Miss Jennifer, would you please scratch and tickle my feet?”
“My pleasure babe hehehe”
She tickled, tormented and scratched his sensitive soles for at least 30 minutes, making him wet his diaper twice, mocking him as he did”
“Aw did the little baby have an accident? (giggle)”
He begged her to stop and couldn’t stop crying. Her reply was “But baby you asked for this? Hehe”, before stuffing his mouth with her sweaty panties.
She continued the assault for another 15 minutes (this time using her hairbrush to great effect) before she relented.
“ think that’s enough, I’m going to watch television now. Lauren will be home soon to give you your lunch. Until then, you can suck the sweat out of my panties”. She left laughing.

A few hours later Lauren appeared at his door. She was naked from the waste down and holding a chocolate cake.
“Dinner time!” she excitedly exclaimed
She placed the cake at the top of his chest and faced away from him. She then proceeded to lower her ass onto the chocolate, crushing it as she did so. She gyrated her hips onto the cake and mashed it between her ass cheeks, while she hummed and giggled to herself.
“Ready? Hmmm? Hehe”
She lifted her ass, which was now chocolate coated and placed it before his face.
“Lick me clean bitch”
Damien started to lick the chocolate from her cheeks first, which tasted rather sweet and pleasant. Before he started on her crack, she spoke to him,
“Before you eat from my asshole, I thought I should let you know, that since the plumbing is screwed, we’ve had to use the public toilets outside the building and would you believe it, there was no toilet paper there! (giggle) so be aware that not everything brown in there is chocolate hahaha now eat up!
He spent the next 10 minutes licking her dirty crack. The chocolate definitely taste worse as it was mixed with ass sweat and residue of shit from her dirty hole, but he reluctantly swallowed it down and licked her ass clean. She re-sat on the cake to prepare his second serving, when she let out a huge wet fart into the chocolate mess.
“Whoops hehe”

Damien licked her dirty ass clean once more and again after that) while she tormented him and frequently farted in his face) before the cake was finished.
“As she was leaving, she looked back at him and asked “Did you enjoy eating chocolate from my ass? Hmm? Haha You never know, maybe before this over, you could eat my special chocolate from my ass? Hahahaha!”
She left, laughing to herself, leaving Damien wondering if she was being serious or not. He hoped to God she was joking!

The girls visited him throughout the evening for various reasons. Lauren whenever she needed to fart in her personal fart receptacle and Jen mostly to get her feet cleaned. She decided to go to the outdoor toilet barefoot and get Damien to lick her dirty feet clean afterwards to her amusement.

The final time she visited Damien, she again stood over him and placed her dirty bare feet over his face for him to lick them clean. She slurped on her strawberry protein shake as she taunted him.
“Lick my feet clean hun or you wont get your evening meal hehe! Do you know what? I think one lady must have had a bit of a an accident because I accidentally stepped in some pee from the toilet floor. Yuck! (giggle)”
Damien felt sick, he thought her feet had a more acidic, bitter taste to them this time around.
After he licked the dirt and droplets of pee off her feet, she spoke,
“Well done hun, now its time for your meal my little baby hehe.”
She straddled his chest and shook her half drunken shake in his face.
“I thought because you like it so much hehe we could share! Aren’t I nice?”
She then took a slurp and swished it around her mouth, before lowering her face and squeezing his mouth open. She then proceeded to spit a long, thick strand of shake into his helpless mouth. It felt slimy as it oozed down his tongue.
“Hmmm yummy (giggle)” she taunted
She repeated this until the cup was empty, giggling as she delivered every spit drop into his mouth and face.
“Now as a treat, I’m going to take this diaper off you. Would you like that?”
Damien nodded
“I thought you would hehe”
She removed his soiled diaper, which was covered in pee and spoke
“Did you like our kiss this morning hun?”
“Yes very much so Miss Jennifer”
“Would you like another?”
“Yes please Miss Jeniffer. I would like that more than anything”
“Okay then, close your eyes”
He did so and waited in anticipation. He felt body heat move closer to his face until it was just above him.
“Kiss me baby” she said seductively
He opened his mouth and moved in for a passionate kiss, however to his horror, he wasn’t met with Jen’s soft lips…but instead the inside of his used, piss soaked diaper.
Jen laughed maniacally “Hahahaha that’s priceless!” she said, strapping it to his face. “Sorry, I couldn’t resist peeface (giggle) Now you’re gonna have to smell that all night hehehe!”
He heard her move away and then suddenly felt her soft hands stroking his dick until it was rock hard. He breathed heavily as he inhaled the scent of pee.
When he was solid, she stopped and moved to the foot of the bed and after a minute of unbearable anticipation of her next sadistic move, she proceeded to tickle attack his exposed sensitive soles sending a huge spurt of pee into the air and back down over his body.
She giggled
“Oooh you’ve seemed to have an accident. Night bedwetter (giggle) oh by the way, did I mention my younger sister is coming to visit tomorrow? No? Oh well I’m sure you’ll get to meet her! Haha!”
She then closed the door, leaving him a piss soaked mess for the rest of the night.

DAY 5

“Oh my God!! What have you done to him!! Hahaha”

Damien awoke to the sound of laughter and a voice he didn’t recognise.

“I know hehe! Isn’t it the funniest thing you’ve ever seen?”

That voice was Jen, but who was she talking to? Then he remembered, she said her little sister Rachel was staying for the weekend. Rachel was in the 18 and in the last class of highschool and from what he could remember seeing was really cute like her sister…and it sounded like she was just as cruel.

“OH HE FUCKING STINKS!” exclaimed Lauren in a disgusted manner. “Thank fuck he’s going after today”

“Shhh Lauren, you don’t want to spoil the surprise” Rebecca responded

Damien was now aware that there were four sadistic girls at the foot of his bed. But what did they mean that he was leaving today?

“Well we better tell him now” continued Rebecca “Can someone take that fucking diaper off his head”

A burst of laughter filled the room as Jen undid the piss soaked, stale diaper from Damien’s face.
He looked up and saw the grinning faces of his tormentors and Rachel, with her long, dyed-red hair, covering her mouth with her hand to stop the laughter. Rebecca broke the silence,

“Morning pissboy (giggle) I hope you slept well? Anyway, last night, myself and the girls were talking and discussing your current predicament; and you see, it is becoming quite hard work looking after you all of the time, so we have decided to offer you a deal.
You have today and the weekend remaining on your contract, and it will only get worse from here on, so what I propose is that after today you will become free…”

Damien’s eyes lit up

“…If you complete 4 final tasks and leave the house today. I just don’t think it’s appropriate after the things we have done to you, for you to continue living here. Don’t worry, we won’t breath a single word to anyone of what’s gone on here, but that is only if you agree that whenever we call you to come over and worship our feet that you come straight over. Sort of a footboy booty call, or in Lauren’s case, a ‘booty booty call’ (giggle)”

With this, Lauren smacked her ass in a mocking fashion

“So what do you say? Do we have ourselves a deal?”

“Yes Miss Rebecca” Damien agreed, in a defeated, exhausted tone. He couldn’t wait to leave; he would happily move back in with his parents, anything was better than this!

“Excellent…by the way, this game is going to be hell for you”

“Oh yes!” added Jen “We are going to have a celebration in your honour!...Oh the things we are going to make you do…”

She cut off, laughing hysterically. Damien became worried at this but thought his ordeal would soon be over and that it couldn’t get any worse…he thought wrong.

The four giggling, sadistic young women untied Damien from the bed and pushed him down to his knees. Lauren took a pair of handcuffs and handcuffed his hands behind his back.

“Ready to play shithead?” asked Lauren

“Play what?” was his anxious reply

“A Game of chance” replied Rebecca, “Let’s see if your luck is about to change shall we? We all have made 3 cards, numbered 1 to 3; behind 2 of the cards is a task you must do for us and behind the 3rd card is a ‘cum card’. You will go through us one by one and guess a number, and do what the card says, when you get a cum card, you get to come in the way we described on the card. After you cum, you’re free to go and the game is over”

“So if you’re lucky” Jen added, “you’ll pull a cum card first, then you won’t have to do anything yucky”

With this, Rachel burst out laughing “I fucking hope not, I spent ages thinking about my tasks!”

“I’ll start” said Lauren, “Pick a card loser”

“1”

“Wow…who’s a lucky boy?”

“Did he get the cum card Lau!?” asked Jen

“No! haha! He got something much better than that! You know Damien, I know when this thing started, I said that you’d never get to get close to my feet. Well, to be honest, with watching how you worship the girl’s feet, mine have got kind of jealous. So, today you are going to get personal with my feet…”

Damien became really excited at the prospect of this, and his dick started to throb

“Wow! That’s certainly had an effect on you haha! You fucking foot perv! Girls can you lay him down by the foot of the bed so he’s under my feet”

Once Damien was in position, looking up at Lauren’s sweaty socks, she continued,

“So you want me to take my socks off huh?”

“Yes Mistress Lauren, more than anything” Replied Damien, in a total sense of arousal

“Okay, but just to let you know, you can see my feet but you are not going to be touching them. Aw you seem disappointed haha! Tell you what” She said slipping off her socks and perching her feet on the end of the bed, inches above his eager face, “if you let the girls each kick you in the balls, I’ll put my feet in your filthy mouth…what do ya say hmm?”

She taunted him by wiggling her toes and before he knew it he found himself lustfully agreeing as if in a trance. Lauren laid her sweaty socks over his face

“So you don’t see it coming!” laughed Lauren wickedly.

But to be honest, she did him a favour as the scent of her socks was so overwhelming, he hardly noticed the giggling girls line up between his legs. The first kick was bearable, due to his level of horniness, however the second one was a much cleaner impact which made him scream out, shake his head and allow the sock to fall from his face. He looked up to see Jen grinning ear to ear.

“Ready honey…”

She swung back her leg, causing him to tense up to absorb the pain, however, just before impact, she feigned the kick, which in turn allowed Damien to relax and be unprepared for the sharp double kick that followed, which brought tears to his eyes.

“Hahaha I bet that hurt!” Laughed Lauren, “but a deal is a deal”

With that, she moved her foot lower to his pain endured but anticipating face, so that it was
centimetres away and he could feel the heat and scent resonating from her sweat soaked, long feet, which he longed to kiss, lick and suck and his sore, aching balls would be worth it. Before the moment of indulgence though, Lauren pulled her feet back to the end of the bed and smiled

“So earlier, I didn’t really specify what part of my feet you could have in your mouth”

Damien looked at her puzzled as she pulled a pair of nail clippers from her pocket

“Clip, clip!” she laughed, “Oh my god! He looks like he’s going to cry! Hahaha! Quick girls take the video!”

There was suddenly a light from what must have been a cellphone shining in his face.

“You think you’re worthy of worshipping my sexy feet huh? No fucking way! You’re my fucking trash can, you get the bits I don’t want to be a part of me anymore, like my toe-nails. You should be grateful you’re even getting this you dirty freak…now open up!”

In an instant, 2 of the girls held his head in position and held his nose to keep his mouth open. He saw Lauren clip the first nail and she smiled as she lowered it onto his toungue

“Keep that toungue sticking out and don’t dare fucking swallow…there’s another 9 to go! Haha!”

Lauren hummed and the girls laughed as one after another, toenail clippings were placed on his tongue until all ten were there.

“Now swallow bitch!”

The girls ensured he swallowed down the clippings

“Don’t forget to chew!” Jen mockingly encouraged

He chewed, crunched and gagged on the clippings, for what seemed an eternity, until they disappeared down the back of his throat. He felt disgusted, but relieved that he had passed his first task…that was until he saw Rebecca standing there with an evil grin on her sadistic face.

“My turn slave boy…pick a card”

Damien didn’t think too hard about this choice. He knew Rebecca hated him so in all likelihood, all 3 cards would be an awful experience, even the cum card.

“2” was his answer

Rebecca smirked. “Good choice fucktard” she said in a menacing tone. “I hope you’re thirsty haha!”

Rebecca picked up and shook an empty glass in front of Damien’s face.

“I bet you can guess what I’m going to fill this with can’t you? Haha! I’ve not gone to the ladies room today yet and you wouldn’t want a goddess like me to walk all the way downstairs and outside into the cold to pee would you? I’d freeze my little tushy off! And you wouldn’t want that would you? Because that would make me cross, and I know how much I scare you when I’m cross! Haha! Now, tell me how much of an honour it would be to be my toilet”

Damien replied against the background of constant giggling. “It would be an honour to be your toilet Miss Rebecca”

“Are you sure slave? Like I said, I haven’t been to the toilet today yet so it’s probably going to be quite strong and pungent” she informed him, elongating the words ‘strong’ and ‘pungent’. “Oh I’ve also been eating asparagus; last night and this morning in fact and I’ve heard that it can make your pee quite smelly haha but I’m sure that it’s just a myth so don’t worry…”

“No it’s true!” squealed Jen with laughter “It makes your pee fucking stink!”

“Oh well…sucks for you I guess” Rebecca informed Damien in a dismissive tone

Rebecca, turned her back to Damien and he saw her slide off her panties. Her toned ass stood firm as she widened her legs and placed the glass between her legs and under her pussy. Damien heard her strain and two short, sharp bursts of pee hissed into the glass. Rebecca then let out a sigh and a steady stream of amber liquid began to flow into the glass

“Fucking hell Jen, you’re not wrong about the smell haha! I almost feel sorry for the poor cunt!”

This brought on more laughter from the girls. Then Rebecca’s tone changed to a more panicked one.

“Oh shit! I’m not stopping! Quick girls do something! The glass is about to overflow!”

Lauren quickly managed to get another glass and hand it to Rebecca in time. By the time Rebecca had finished her first piss of the day, she had filled a glass and a half of amber nectar…and a small pool on the hardwood floor.

“Oh fucking hell!” she exclaimed in disappointment. “You can deal with that later” she angrily informed Damien

“Anyway, here we are slaveboy; you’ve got to drink the whole glass to move onto the next round. Now, I know you may find it difficult…not because of the taste, I’m sure it tastes divine; but because of your hands behind your back. Now I’m sure I could untie you, but I’ve thought of a better idea…”

With that, she dropped a straw into the cup

“There we are, perfect haha now I know this will probably take you longer this way, so you better suck for all your worth…pretend it’s one of Jen’s slender toes haha!”

She positioned the glass under his face. He could feel the heat rising to his face and the paunchy, acidic odour rising to his nostril. He instinctively scrunched his nose up at the smell; which did not go unnoticed by the four highly amused girls

“Hahahaha! Make him drink the piss Rebecca!” laughed Rachel

“Well, you heard the girl bitch, let’s not keep our audience waiting!”

With that, she forced the straw into his mouth and ordered him to suck. The first wave of pee exploded into his mouth and flowed over his taste buds, causing him to splutter and gag.

The girls erupted into howls of laughter. Rebecca, however, was far from pleased.

“You ungrateful little bitch!” she scolded “How dare you embarrass me like that in front of my friends! You are going to make them think my pee is not goddess-like and all smelly and putrid!”

Damien could see she was only doing this for effect and was struggling not to giggle as she scoulded him

“Okay, due to your insolence, I’m going to make this hard for you, for every 10 seconds that you have not finished my delicious glass of fresh, goddess-wine, I am going to kick you in the balls. And I know they are still pretty tender from earlier…now fucking drink!”

Damien sucked and sucked through 43 seconds of humiliating hell (the humiliation heightened by the watching providing countdowns every 10 seconds and laughing hysterically when his sore balls were swiftly kicked by the barefooted Rebecca.

However, after four of those agonising kicks and a glassful of the foulest liquid he had ever tasted (worse than a cup of Jen’s sweat or Sneaker Cola) at least he had passed Rebecca’s test

“Well done slave boy…but we’ve not quite finished (giggle)”

He watched her saunter over to where she had filled the glass, her bare ass shimmying back and forth, hypnotising him. She bent down to pick up her panties and put them on.
Then she started to walk and jump and grind her feet into the small pool of escaped piss that was on the floor. She then walked to the bed, lay down so her now pee covered, dusty soles hung just over the end of the bed and she beckoned Damien over with her finger.

“You’ve got some cleaning to do bitch boy” and she pointed to her feet “Lick them clean”

To be honest, he was quite used to the taste of dirty feet and while still unpleasant, it was something he could endure (he had even licked pee from Jen’s feet before now, so even that wasn’t new…or even the taste of pee at all after what Rebecca had just made him do), but what added to the humiliation, was that he was becoming very aroused at this task, which again, did not escape the attention of the watching audience.

“Look at his dick!” exclaimed Rachel, “how can he like this!?”

“We’ve asked the same question!” laughed Lauren in response

“’Because, he’s a dirty little footboy that’s how!” teased Jen

Rebecca laughed; “Enough now bitch, you’re enjoying this far too much! Who’s turn is it now?”

Damien heard a voice answer from behind him. It was Rachel…

“Mine! It’s mine! Haha! If you found that hard, then you’re gunna love this!”

Damien reluctantly picked the Number 3, which brought a short burst of shocked laughter from Rachel as she jumped around barefoot in excitement.

“Has he…?” excitingly enquired Jen to her sister

“Uh huh!” confirmed Rachel giggling and nodding her head rapidly

“What is it?” a curious Rebecca asked

Rachel and the girls huddled in the corner and Damien could hear the sounds of whispering and muffled laughter. Phrases such as ‘You’re not really going make him are you?’ and ‘Oh my God, that’s evil!’ were clearly audible to Damien as he started to panic. He told himself that it would all soon be over.

Damien saw the rest of the girls leave the room as Rachel sauntered over to him, seductively swaying her hips. She turned her back to him so he was eye level with her round ass encased in tight yoga pants. She slowly hooked her thumbs into the sides of her waistline and seductively lowered her pants to the floor, revealing her bare, toned and slightly sweaty ass. She bent forward so her ass was millimetres from his face.

“Do you like my ass? How much do you want to kiss it? Lick it? Eat from it? Well lucky for you, you are going to get to do all three haha! Now, first a kiss; one on each cheek please”

She pointed to each cheek in turn and Damien dutifully pressed his lips passionately on to her tight, toned ass cheek.

“Maybe this won’t be so bad” thought Damien.

He certainly didn’t mind kissing such a sexy ass. He had licked Lauren’s ass all week, including when she had finished using the toilet and her dirty, soiled underwear. The eating part made him a little anxious, but again, Lauren had fed him cheese that had been in her ass for hours, so it was nothing he hadn’t done before, even if it was absolutely disgusting. Damien was comforted by this and started to enjoy kissing the beautiful, tight ass in front of him.

Damien’s train of thought was broken by Rachel ordering him to lick her ass crack. It was slightly sweaty, but Damien didn’t really mind. He licked firmly and rapidly from the bottom to the top, Rachel started to moan and at one point, reached back, grabbed Damien’s hair and rammed his face deep into her ass.

“Lick my fucking hole! Faster!” she instructed as he felt her writhing her ass up and down her face, moaning as she did so. He felt her free arm move to her front, which he assumed was to rub her pussy.

It didn’t take her long to come. This dominant side was obviously new and exciting to her and made her horny as hell. Damien could tell this by the barrage of verbal abuse she shouted at him as she neared climax – “Lick my fucking asshole you dirty, ass-licking, foot-fucking, piss-drinking cunt” was the one that stuck out to him the most.

After her orgasm, she pulled up her bottoms, turned to face Damien and crouched down so that she was eye level.

“My sister was right about your licking skills” she said softly and kissed him on the forehead, mirroring what her older sister had done the day before.

“Now did you like my ass?”

“Yes, very much Miss Rachel”

“Hmmm ‘Miss Rachel’, you’re sooo cute (giggle)” she cooed. “Okay, now when you do this last bit, the eating bit, I want you to remember how perfect my ass was and how much you love it okay…trust me it will help…a lot”

Rachel called the girls back in. Damien saw them carrying a plate with what looked like a hot dog bun on it, ketchup, cutlery and 2 plastic containers; one empty and one with a towel covering it.

“Sounds like you had fun sis!” Jen joked to her sister
“Not as much fun as he is about to have!” mocked Lauren

The girls lay everything on the bed and positioned Damien in front of it.

“A meal fit for a king!” laughed Rebecca

“Are you ready to eat from my perfect ass slave boy?” Rachel seductively asked

“Are you going to put the bun in your ass miss? Replied Damien

“No? Why would I do that?” Rachel replied in a puzzled tone. “Oh! You think you’re going to eat from my butt crack? Nooooo! Silly! Haha You are going to eat something from my actual ass! Haha!”

Damien looked at her puzzled

“See for yourself…”

With that, she whipped the tea towel from the container to display a solitary, long, shit. There was a moment of silence as Damien and the girls began to comprehend what was about to happen. Then there was an eruption of laughter from the girls, as Damien felt his face burn red and tears formed in his eyes.

“No, No, No, No, No!” he yelled frantically “You can’t do this! Please!”

“Yes we can Damien” replied Rebecca “Because if you don’t do this, we will tie u back up to the bed for the remaining three days. And every time we need to piss, shit, clip our toenails, spit out our toothpaste, or…remove our sanitary products…it will all go in your fucking mouth!”

Damien’s eyes screamed with anger, fear and frustration

Rebecca continued

“Furthermore… you may have noticed that we have been filming this game, as a sort of insurance policy that you won’t go crying to anyone when we let you go. So if you don’t want your family and friends to see you eating toenails and drinking piss, I suggest you eat what Rachel as lovingly prepared for you”

Damien looked at the floor, defeated. “Yes Miss Rebecca”

Rachel opened the container and the odour escaped into the room. The girls gagged.

“Oh come on! It’s not that bad! Is it?”

She held the container under his nose. It wasn’t the foulest thing he’d ever smelt (he’d smelt worse in public toilets) but it was still shit…shit that he would have to eat.

“I’ll take your silence as a no then. Good Boy!” she said, affectionately ruffling his hair

She took a fork and dug it into the morsel and laid it into the hot dog bun.

“Perfect fit!” she exclaimed, giggling “You are about to try your very own Shit Dog! Hahahaha!”

The watching girls burst out in laughter again, adding to his humiliation

Rachel then proceeded to cut the ‘hot dog’ in to 3 pieces.

“Now, because you were such a good boy earlier when you licked my ass…and because I do kind of feel sorry for you…not enough to not make you do it at all, it’s going to be too funny to watch you do that…but you only have to eat one piece okay”

“And look” she continued, grabbing the ketchup bottle “you can have something to help take the taste away”

“But I don’t like Ketchup Miss Rachel”

She looked him in the eyes, smiling and squeezed a large dollop of ketchup on the first piece.

“What was that slave boy? I didn’t quite hear you (giggle)”

“It doesn’t matter, Miss Rachel” he muttered

“Okay, now the rule is, you must swallow it all okay. If you spit any out or throw any up, you do it in this empty bowl okay? But that means you have to eat another piece, so for your sake I hope you get it right first time. If you fail all 3 attempts, then you have to eat from the new bowl you’ve made, which will be a hundred times worse, I’m sure. Do you understand?

Damien nodded

“Okay, well stop being so miserable…one big bite that’s all it is! Haha!… and I’m fit and healthy so you won’t get sick…so stop worrying and smile for the camera!”

Damien looked up at Jen filming him on her phone

“Smile shit head!” she laughed

Damien looked down to the floor, closed his eyes to get in the right mind-set, took a deep breath and picked his head up, ready to attempt his vile task. Rachel, picked up the first piece of hot dog, containing her essence and smothered in Ketchup.

“Open wide slave boy haha”

She put the whole piece in Damien’s waiting mouth and ordered him to chew. There was a chorus of ‘ewwwww’ from the watching audience of giggling mistresses. Damien closed his eyes and began to chew. The taste was bitter and the texture chewy in parts and soft in others. The soft parts were by far the worst and the ketchup did very little to mask the taste. Damien tried to swallow the vile substance, but unfortunately for him, his gag reflex sprang into action and forced him to heave.

“Get the bowl Rach! He’s gunna blow!” laughed Jen

Rachel held the bowl under his head just in time to catch the half eaten meal escaping from his mouth.

“Strike one slave boy” he was wickedly informed by Rachel. “It must have been the ketchup that forced you to fail, it couldn’t have been my yummy goddess shit! How about we try something else instead then?”

Lauren handed her a bottle of Hot Mustard.

“Let’s give this meal a bit of a kick shall we?” laughed Rachel as she smothered the second section of hotdog in hot, fiery mustard”

“Round two slave boy…open up!”

Rachel put the second piece in his anxious mouth and it instantly set his mouth on fire, much to the immediate and visual delight of the four girls, who whooped with laughter. In all reality, Damien didn’t really care that his mouth was filled with another person’s waste. His tongue was throbbing in fiery pain. He gagged when he tried to swallow, but he persevered through the pain and foul taste and managed to swallow the piece. He would have been relieved if he could stop the fiery burning in his mouth.

“Quick!” laughed Jen, still filming on her phone. “Get him something to wash it down!”

“Ooh! I Know!” exclaimed Rebecca, reaching out for the remaining glass, half full with her cold piss.

“Do you want this bitch? You didn’t like it that much last time!”

Damien nodded frantically

“Beg me then slave. Say ‘Miss Rebecca, can I savour more of your wonderful piss?”

“Miss Rebecca, can I savour more of your wonderful, delicious…”

“Piss…say it.”

“Piss”

“Why of course!” she laughed and poured the whole glass down his waiting, sore throat. It tasted awful, but did provide some relief to the burning.

Damien sat a broken man. He prayed that it would be soon be over and he would select a cum card to stop the game.

His opportunity came with Jen, as she raised his head with her naked foot.

“Kiss my foot baby while you think of your next number….”

Damian paused for a moment, mainly to catch his breath and mentally comprehend what he had just done. In comparison, he felt some solace burying his face in Jen’s sweaty soft soles and licking her slender toes – at least now there was a sense of normality to it and he began to lose himself in Jen’s sensual feet…however, he was brought back to earth quickly via Rebecca and her belt lashing his back, which caused him to gasp in pain.

“Hurry the fuck up, we haven’t got all day!”

“One please Miss Jen”

“I prefer Princess Jen now” Jen gleefully taunted

“One please Princess Jen”

“Well congratulations Dami! You get to come!”

The girls mock ‘whooped’ and cheered at the news

“Well what does it say on the card?”

“I have to come on my face princess Jen”

The girls let out a hoot of laughter

“Yes you do…it shouldn’t be too bad though…I mean, you have already pissed on your face! (giggle)”

“And ate my shit!” shouted Rachel excitedly

Damien turned red from embarrassment, but his cock throbbed with excitement at the idea of sweet release, which didn’t go unnoticed by Jen

“Wow…look how hard you are! You weren’t this hard when we fucked ha! You must prefer this shit, you dirty boy! Or is it that you haven’t come in such a long time huh? And even then you were fucking an old, dirty, smelly sneaker! Okay…now lay on your back at the foot of the bed and lift your legs in the air above your head”

Damian did as he was told. Rachel and Lauren sat either side of Jen and held a leg each, so that he was practically upside down with his cock aiming right at his face and the girls bare (in Lauren’s case, socked) feet dangling above his face teasing him. Jen began to stroke his cock slowly and he began to moan in pleasure. He was so preoccupied, he missed Rebecca wink at the remaining girls and discreetly leave the room.

“I don’t think this is going to take long at all!” teased Jen

“I hope you’re hungry you dirty fucker – there’s going to be fucking loads after a week of holding it in and it’s all going in your filthy, shit eating mouth and your loser face ha!”

The girls laughed and Rachel joined in “He’s so horny, I bet he won’t even last a minute!”

“Well he’s at 45 seconds now, so let’s see (giggle) wiggle your toes – he likes that – and I’ll count…15…14..13…”

The girls wiggled their toes right above his face as Jen started to stroke his dick faster and tighter, even spitting on her hand to help.

“11..10..9” the girls chanted in unison as Rachel began to tickle his tender balls with her finger tips

“8..7…7 and a half” the girls continued. Lauren then exclaimed loudly “fuck this” and quickly took off her socks and wiggled her bare toes in front of him like forbidden fruit. It was too much for Damien to take and at 4 seconds left, he shot his load all over his face, hair and in his mouth (which Jen also milked the remainder of the sperm into as the girls laughed)

“Now swallow…it’s rude not too! Haha!”

Damien reluctantly swallowed his own filth, in the despairing knowledge that it wasn’t even the worst thing he swallowed that day.

“Wow look at the state of him ha!” observed Rachel, “I suppose we better clean him up now”

“Well I think he should be able to wash himself off” bitched Lauren

“Hmmm well I suppose he can” mused Jen, mockingly. “He hasn’t had his daily tickles yet and he’s got his very own shower head pointing at his face (giggle)”

The girls rolled around laughing as Damien laid there defeated but panicked

“Don’t look so glum Dami – You have complained about cold showers all week and now you get to have a warm one!”

“One second” interrupted Lauren, picking up one of her dirty socks, wiping it up her ass crack, then across a pool of sperm on his cheek, before stuffing it in his mouth. “His laugh annoys the fuck out of me ha!”

Jen placed her feet on his arms, pinning them to the floor. The girls laughed, and began to tickle his restrained feet and legs. The ferocious tickling lasted nearly five minutes before his body began to go limp and his muscles relaxed to the point that his bladder opened, dousing his cum-covered face in his own pungent, morning piss. The girls laughed and cheered and took pictures of his defeated state (for ‘insurance’), as Rebecca returned to the room.

“Wow…is it over? Already? What a fucking loser! Ha! And he’s pissed himself again!” Rebecca crouched down to Damien’s face, holding a piece of paper. Damien recognised it as the contract he signed five days earlier which kick started his nightmare week.

“Remember when I told you my daddy was a lawyer?”

Damien nodded

“Well I lied…he’s a doctor hahahahaha!”

Damien looked at her as a broken man

“Which means that you didn’t have to do any of this…at all…not the foot licking, the arse kissing, the piss drinking and the ha shit eating! Now I couldn’t let you go without knowing that! It also means that this contract isn’t worth shit! Now, speaking of shit..”

Rebecca turned the contract around to show a paper length brown streak.

“When you were enjoying your ‘happy time’ I went for the most humongous shit, and could you believe it, there was no toilet paper…so I had to use the next best and useless thing I could find – this contract! Haha! Look, let us show how truly worthless this is”

Rebecca stood up, holding the contract in on her palm, shit stain up. Jen and Rachel walked up to hit and hocked up thick strands of spit and phlegm over the page, whilst Lauren blew out the contents of her nostrils onto it.

Rebecca then lay the paper into a small pool of piss, next to Damien’s head, soaked up the pee and scrunched the paper up into a ball

“Wow… covered in spit, snot, piss and shit…this needs to go in nearest trash can straight away…but where can we find one hmmm?”

With that, all of the girls looked down at him in unison with the widest grins on their faces. Damian began to cry a little at their sadism and betrayal. Quick as a flash, Lauren pulled the sock out of his mouth and wiped his saliva and cum on to the page before Rebecca crammed the disgusting piece of paper into his mouth.

“You keep that in until you hear the front door locking behind us, then you’ve got 2 hours to get cleaned up, packed and the fuck out of our house, because even though the contract doesn’t mean fuck all, doesn’t mean that the pictures we took of you don’t. So if you don’t want them showing up on your news feed, I’d suggest that you listen and don’t try anything funny okay”

“Bye the way” continued Jen “We may call on you from time to time, if our feet need attention or if we are ordering pizza haha”

The girls left the room laughing and reminding Damian of his 2 hour deadline, whilst he lay there a broken mess of a man. As he lay there, he heard the door open and Lauren rushed in, hurriedly unbuckled her jeans, pulled them down and farted in his face.

“For old time’s sake!” she laughed.

EPILOGUE

As the girls drove to get food and go shopping, they discussed their previous week:

Rachel: I can’t believe you got him to do all that stuff! Haha! What was your favourite?

Rebecca: Kicking him in the fucking balls…I loved hurting that prick…and making him drink my piss

Lauren: I can’t believe he licked the shit from my panties! That was hilarious haha!

Jen: Or when he fucked my fucking sneaker…I knew we were onto gold that first night. I loved tickling him though…he hated it! He told me ages ago how ticklish he was (giggle)

Lauren: Didn’t you feel bad for him at all? I mean you too were rather close before

Jen: Not really, we were, but over time since we did it, he became arrogant as fuck and would never let it go, with his little quips all the time. He needed taking down a bit. I did at the end though, that’s why I decided to let him come and end it no matter what he chose”

Rebecca: I knew it! So what did he really pick then?

Jen: Fuck him in the arse with a strap-on and then make him suck it ha! But I couldn’t, not after what Rachel made him do!

Rachel: Hey, I could have been a lot nastier and made him eat the whole hot dog!”

Jen: True, you’re just semi-evil then ha But it wasn’t all that bad, because my other card was to tickle him until he pissed himself, so I got to do that as well…two for the price of one! Ha! What about you Rebecca, what else did you have in store for him?

Rebecca: Well the cum card was pretty much the same, but he had to come in the glass of piss before he drunk it

The Girls: Ewwwww! Ha!

Rebecca: And the other card was that I was going to flush his head down the toilet after I took a shit ha! What about you Lauren? I mean the toe-nail eating was pretty inspired and gross!

Lauren: Well mine were all around my feet, cos that little fucker liked them so much! The other card was that he was going to have to eat my dead foot skin from my ped egg and if he picked the cum card, I was going to wank him into my sock, stuff it in his mouth and make him suck the cum out!

Rebecca: What about you Rachel? I can’t think that he picked the most pleasant option haha

Rachel: Hmmm probably not, the other card was that I was going to mix my shit with ice cream and make him eat it! Ha! Wrong I know, but it would be too funny!

Lauren: And the cum card?

Rachel: Hold my shit in his mouth until he came! Look, I worked hard on that…there was no way he was escaping putting my shit in his mouth! Haha!

The girls roared with laughter

Rebecca: It’s a shame it’s over really

Jen: I know, but I’m sure there are other men out there that need a lesson in humility that we could trick! (giggle)