Feet & Bondage Play Date

Another story sent my way… no pics this time, but it’s worth reading…

After some small talk, I took out the collar and leash, and had him get on the floor on his knees and kiss my feet as I sat on the sofa.  He was instantly submissive, and kissed my old sneaks with care.  Even before untying or removing them, he was already able to smell my feet.  Once he removed my shoes, which I had him inhale before putting down, I ordered him to kiss my socks all over.  He tried to kiss the soles, but I didn’t let him yet… he had to earn that privilege.  I had him go through much of the same with the other shoe.  He really got into smelling and inhaling deeply every chance he got.

I had him lie back on the coffee table, and restrained his feet to the legs, and his hands overhead.  I pressed my rank shoe into his face, and ordered him to clean the bottom of my shoes with his tongue.  I wanted the soles of my shoes to be wet and clean.  He complied eagerly, working each shoe as I pressed them hard into his face.  After I was satisfied with that, I used his face as a footrest for my damp and reeking socks.  He moaned in pleasure, commenting on how smelly my feet were.  I stuck my socked toes into his mouth, so the sweat on my socks mingled into his mouth.

Eventually, I released him, and had him crawl to the bedroom on his knees.  I then had him strip down to his underwear, and I proceeded to hogtie him with leather restraints.  I also tied his big toes together.  His feet were very smooth, soft and meaty.  A good bit of odor, too, but I think mine we smellier.  I removed my socks, and pressed both of them against his nose as I fetched a leather plug gag.  I shoved it into his mouth, and then slowly moved my bare feet all over his face and nose.  I know he wanted to lick and taste them, but he could only smell.  I trapped his nose by curling my toes, and could feel his breath exhale through them.  I told him what a foot slut he was, and he moaned.  I pulled down his underwear and put my reeking sock on his hard dick.  He rolled over onto his stomach, and I had him fuck my sock as I stuck my foot in his face again.  I also worshiped his feet a bit too.

I eventually removed the gag and tied him spread eagle to the bed.  I lay down opposite him, my feet resting on his chest, soles towards his face.  I told him if he wanted them, he’d have to come get them.  It was hot watching him struggle and beg to get at my feet (remember, he hadn’t actually tasted my feet completely yet).  I gradually inched them closer and closer as he begged and whimpered even more.  Just before they reached him, I stood up and demanded he stick out his tongue… I wanted to wash my foot with the tip of his tongue.  I then ran over each sole all over with his tongue.  He tried to take a quick whiff, but I slapped his check with my foot and told him not yet.  But after I was satisfied with his cleaning, I allowed each foot full onto his face, rubbing it all over.  He definitely enjoyed himself.  I asked him which part of my foot he liked the best, and he said my heel.

I did fondle his feet with my dick a bit, and noticed quite a bit of pre-cum.  I wasn’t going to mind if he worked on himself.  I untied one hand, and retied his feet together, and we positioned ourselves in a foot 69.  He begged me to cum, and I finally said that he could when I had my heel in his mouth.  I did so, putting the other foot square over his nose, and he shot all over himself.  It was quite the time!

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