The
Day Before the Wedding
by Liam
Priestley
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I
was so excited when Nick invited me to his wedding, although I work
with him, we've never really been that good friends. So when he
gave me an invite, I told him I would help him out as much as I
could, which he was thankful for. My name is James by the way, I’m
24 and from London.
I didn’t get invited out to the bachelor party, which was
2 days before the wedding, but when I went over the next morning,
all the lads were very hungover. Being the only person able to do
anything, I asked Nick what the first job was. “Can you go
into town and pick up our suits for the wedding, oh and also pick
out some shoes for us to wear, we'll right down our sizes.”
I got the list and off I hurried. In the meantime, the lads would
get started on some other chores. I drove into town and grabbed
what I needed, then got some burgers and fries for all the lads,
to soak up the alcohol.
When I got back they hadn't moved at all. I dished up the dinner
for them and took the plates to where they were sitting. I sat on
the floor while they ate, and Nick put his foot up on my shoulder
and used me as a footstool, all the boys started laughing, and were
stretching to do the same.
I quickly moved away to make it look like I didn’t want them
to do that, even though I did. They gave me their plates and told
me to fetch them a drink while I washed up. I felt a bit used but
knew they were all so hungover, so I got on with the chores. “J,
can you clean up the house a bit after you've washed up ,its a mess
in here”. I shouted 'yes sir' as a joke, to which he responded
'good boy'.
This was my ultimate dream, although it sounds like a nightmare!
The next step would to be near everyone’s feet. Obviously
I knew they were using me to do everything for them, so I may as
well play along for my own enjoyment too. I cleaned up the house,
hoovering the living room, no one moved at all, I had to vacuum
around their feet. After this I got their suits and shoes for them
to try on.
I helped them all put their shoes on for them, so was able to touch
all their socked feet. “Hurry up with Daniels shoes boy, I'm
next”. They had started to call me boy, this was when I knew
that I was nothing but an object to them. Once everyone was sorted,
I finally sat down for 2 minutes when Nick turned to me. “Go
and wash the cars outside would ya, we dont want them to be dirty
for the wedding tomorrow”. I obliged, and asked which car
was being used for the wedding. Unusually, all the guys cars needed
cleaning. I got my bucket and sponge, and left the room, hearing
the lads laugh at my obedience.
About 30 minutes into my car cleaning, I was on my knees cleaning
the mats when I felt a socked foot on my back, it was Michael. When
I looked up, they were all standing around me watching me clean
their cars. “We're gonna play some poker now, so when you're
done with the cars, be a good boy and drive to the store, and pick
us up some beers, and a few pizzas, oh and you've missed a spot”.
They all laughed then went indoors. I said 'yes sir' and quickly
got on with the other cars, so I could get them what they wanted.
I sped to the store and grabbed the beer and pizza, out of my own
pocket, then went back into the house. I thought this could be it
for me, as I wouldn't be invited for poker, I'm terrible and they
know it. As I walked into the dining area, they took the stuff I
had bought and ignored me, so I went into the living room to sit
down. “Oui slacker, what you doing in there?”
I walked in to find them all staring at me, and some were whispering.
Nick told them to be quiet, then started to talk to me “these
new shoes you've brought us must have gotten dirty in the back of
your car, so why don't you clean them for us, after all it is your
fault really”.. I apologized and said I would do it right
away, but as I looked around, I couldn’t see the shoes anywhere.
“They're on our feet stupid, now go get a rag and crawl under
the table” I felt so humiliated, but I got on my knees next
to Nick and crawled under. He kicked me when I was half in and said
“now start cleaning slave” and they all laughed.
I had been cleaning for about 3 minutes, when Nick had started to
loosen his foot from the shoe, showing some of his black sock. I
heard laughter from above me, then Nick said “I hope my feet
don't smell too much for ya buddy”.
I told him they didn't, so he thrust his socked foot right into
my face and shouted “how about now faggot?” My head
hit the ground with Nick's foot crushing my nose. All 6 men were
laughing at my expense, and started to join in with the fun, removing
their shoes and placing their black socks on my face. After 10 minutes
of rubbing my face with their foot stink, Nick instructed them to
stop for a minute, and he popped his head under the table.
“From now on boy, you will be our slave, you will call us
all master or sir, come over as and when we call you, and do everything
we command, including taking care of our feet, you got that?”
“yes master, I am your property”.
“Good boy, now remove my socks and lick the lint from my toes
you pathetic dog, and get used to it!!”
I obeyed my new masters for the next 5 hours, then went home and
sat by the phone waiting for my next call.
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