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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.