Bad Teeth, Bad Socks
by sandra.sarasin

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I've always had a foot fetish for as long as I can remember, but I also had bad teeth. One day I had to go to the dentist, it was a very warm day and I had to wait for hours until it was my turn (I was the last one, you see). Finally I was able to enter the room and what I saw there amazed me. The most beautiful man I had ever seen, blond, bleu eyes, tall, young (25 or something) in one word PERFECT. He said that he was the replacement for my usual dentist and told me to sit down. I kept standing and looking at him and slowly my eyes inspected his body, he had to have something that wasn't perfect. My eyes went down and down and then I saw it, the thing that interested me the most, and his feet. They were enormous, he wore dress shoes and as far as I could see black socks.

Hello, everything all right? He asked

Yes, yes, I’m fine; I’m just a bit scared of going to the dentist. I always get very nervous and when the dentist starts drilling I just cant help but push him away, that’s why I almost never go to the dentist.

Well that’s not very good, if you want I can restrain you, normally we don’t do that but it’s very dangerous to push somebody away that’s drilling. You could get hurt.

I agreed to let him restrain me (who wouldn’t want to be restrained by him), but I was a bit nervous. I had never been restrained before, but I was kinda turned on just by the idea.
He started with restraining my arms, me legs and my head. I couldn't move a muscle.
What he did then was a bit strange; he took a chair and placed it in front of me.

Are you gay? He suddenly asked

What? I shouted

Are you gay? I saw you fucking staring at me, fag. This time I could hear more aggression in his voice

Yes.... w…. why do you ask?

Shut your fucking face, you queer, I ask the questions here.

Are you one of those footfags?

(Why did he ask all these questions, it’s the first time we met and he already asked me two very personal questions)?

Well are you?

Yes, yes I am now release me please. I started to beg and grovel and I could see he enjoyed it; an evil grin appeared on his face.

From now on you’ll be my foot slave. He said. I've always wanted one since one of my friends has one. You will do anything that I want, wont you toe jam licker?
And because you will do my chores, I shall give you my sweaty, smelly, stinking feet. Deal!

I couldn't believe what was happening to me, my dreams had come true, but they were much scarier in real life.

I paused and said okay (I mean how could I not, he looked to me like a god, and you do not say no to a god)

Good he said and that evil grin became larger

I have been searching for a footfag for 3 months now and I said to myself that I wouldn't change my socks until I find one. Now I kept my promise, so you will have to sniff three-month-old socks. He pulled out some duck tape and placed two pieces of duck tape over my mouth.
So you can experience the aroma better he said with a grin.

Now let’s take a look at those bad boys. He pulled his shoes off and immediately the smell hit my nose. It was the foulest yet arousing smell I had ever smelled.

Oh my god I can smell them from here, boy it’s really your lucky day. And with that he put both his feet on my face. I couldn't escape the smell, my mouth was taped and my body restrained. He kept his feet on my face for what seemed forever. He kept rubbing them over my face and kept saying things like “yeah take a good sniff” or “keep sniffing, you’ll have to get used to the smell of these bad boys”.
Then he stopped, pulled the duck tape off and said now it’s time to taste my socks.

He forced my mouth open with his toes and tried to force as much foot in my mouth as he could.
It tasted horrible, three months old sweat in my mouth, and I couldn’t help but gag for a second.
He found that very funny and stared laughing with me and said “ this is nothing boy I’m planning to wear my socks longer than 3 months, what are you going to do then.

Now let’s start with my feet. Pull my socks off with your teeth

After some struggle pulling them off, he plunged his feet in my mouth and kept moving his toes around.
Yeah lick them good, slave, and lick all the toe jam away. He then pulled his foot out off my mouth kept it dangling in front of my face. Lick my sole and kiss it. After thirty minutes of worship He stopped put one off his socks in my mouth and ones again put two pieces off duck tape over my mouth.

See you tomorrow; I’ll have a surprise for you then. And with that he left me their restrained end with his dirty socks in my mouth

To be continued….