Don't wanna be here? Send us removal request.
Text
When you lost your job and had to go work overnights at 7/11 you couldn't pay your full rent so your roommate said he'd make up for it but that you'd have to work it off. Besides cleaning his house and doing his laundry and running his errands, he used your face as his footstool every night while watching TV or gaming or while on his phone, sometimes he even fell asleep. And his socks really smelled, they sweat a lot in his ankle boots at work all day long and he didn't change them regularly. He told you this was a good lesson in humility considering that you're a grown adult that had to accept help to afford to live, just to get by.
107 notes
·
View notes
Text
That's right faggot get over here and massage my sore sweaty smelly socked feet. We don't play around here down south when it comes to fucking homos so you best do what you're told or you're gonna find yourself on the receiving end of my stomping boots sending you right to the hospital boy.
69 notes
·
View notes
Text
The kid you rented a room to (because you thought he was dangerous hot) was an IT rep at work and one night out of boredom he hacked into your phone and saw all your fag cock sucking, ass licking pics. He was disgusted but particularly intrigued by your sock fetish. So before you knew it you were spending a few nights a week under his desk with your face serving as his footstool. He stopped changing his socks every few days and just started rotating them, all dirty. Oh, and he wasn't paying you rent anymore, he lived there for free.
346 notes
·
View notes
Text
Smothered to death by his sweaty stinking dirty socked feet. If you've gotta go, what better way?
Perfect fit
662 notes
·
View notes
Text
The straight guy who said he'd let you rim him. Then as you looked up at him, waiting for that ass to sit in your face, he spread his ass cheeks apart and shit on your face. "Fucking faggot."
POV: I’m about to sit on your face
8K notes
·
View notes
Text
Fuck you you stupid faggot, go ahead, sniff my stinking socks, you paid for it, the clock is ticking. The gloves? Don't worry about them, you'll find out soon enough why I've got them on. This is going to be a much longer visit than you planned on, I hope you didn't make any plans for tonight because if you did, you're not going. C'mon, I said sniff my dirty sweaty socks asswipe, I wore them to the gym all week and all day the last two days, that ought to quench your thirst, huh? I don't know how you queers look yourselves in the mirror every day, asking and paying for degrading shit like this. Well, it pays my bills. Now get sniffing pig,
130 notes
·
View notes
Text
After your sister split from your brother-in-law you felt kind of bad for him. They had just bought a new house and now he was stuck with the mortgage. You always liked him so, you suggested that you move in and rent a room from him to help pay off the mortgage. He said good idea, and before you knew it you were moved in. During the first week you only saw him in passing. Then, on the first Friday you were there, he called you out to the living room. He was drinking a beer and watching a movie. He said come in, have a seat. You sat on the couch. And he said look, your sister's a fucking cunt. You're her brother and you're a fucking faggot. So you owe me on two fronts and yeah, for being a faggot too and for me putting up with letting a homo live in my house. Yeah, I've never been all right with having a fag like you around but, you were my wife's brother so what could I do? Now I can treat you like you should be treated. So let's get down to brass tacks. I'm letting you live here for a decent price. And you have a whole house at your disposal instead of a small apartment. With everything else that's gone on, you're going to make my life a little easier. First of all, you're responsible for cleaning this place and keeping it clean at all times. I mean everything. Vacuuming, dusting, scrubbing the floors, scrubbing the toilets, everything. You're also going to do my laundry. You're going to bring my dry cleaning to the dry cleaners and pick it up always make sure that my stuff is ready for me for work. You're going to do the grocery shopping and if I tell you to have a meal ready for when I get home on any day, you'll have it ready or I'll bitch slap you across this house. There'll be other things and I'll tell you as we go along. But for now you just tell me, I understand Sir, and get on your knees and massage my stinking sweaty smelly socked feet you fucking homo. It'll put you in the right headspace regarding your regarding place in respect to me. And yeah, I don't change my socks everyday so they do stink but, that's what real men are like faggot. So I don't want to hear any fucking complaints. Just give 'em a good massage. And don't just use your hands, use your face too. Yeah, that's right, rub your face in them too, use your face like a massager. And sniff 'em, it might do you some good sniffing in the stink of a real man. Yeah, I'm going to teach you your place, to learn to be the bitch you are, and to punish you for being the brother of that stupid cunt sister of yours. So chop chop, get on your knees massage my sweaty stinking fucking Gold Toe socked feet that have been stuck inside my leather shoes all week sweating. Make 'em feel good, kiss them while sniffing 'em, and say thank you Sir for teaching me what I am and putting me in my place. It's going to be like this every night faggot, so get used to it. Your life just became mine.
106 notes
·
View notes
Video
347 notes
·
View notes
Text
After your nephew overheard his parents talking about you being gay, he went and asked them if he could go spend the weekend with you because he really liked spending time with you and you hardly saw him around anymore. They said sure and he said he'd have his buds drop him off at your house after his soccer game after school Friday. You were surprised but happy about the request, you liked your nephew, he was a good kid, smart, a masculine straight confident jock like you wish you had been in school. After his friends dropped him after the match Friday, he just stormed in the door, no knock, no doorbell, he scared the shit out of you. You laughed and said hey buddy! He dropped his gym bag on the floor and said "pick it up you stupid faggot" and you were shocked and horrified. As you stood there not saying or doing anything, he punched you in the gut and you doubled over. "What didn't you understand faggot? Pick up my gym bag asshole." He was so angry and aggressive that your naturally sissy fag self did what he said, you didn't want to get punched again. "Follow me," he said and you did, into your bedroom. "I'll be sleeping here in the master bedroom, you can sleep in the guest room," he said. " Now put down my bag and get on the floor." You almost mindlessly did what he said, still stunned and afraid of him. He sat on the floor and kicked off his sneakers. "Sniff my stinking socks homo, I've been wearing the same pair all week at practice and at the match today, where by the way I scored the winning goal, I bet you wish you were like me you old fag, don't you?" he said and laughed. You hesitated, you couldn't believe what was happening. Then he slapped you across the face with his stinking socked foot. "Sniff it bitch," he said. You stuck your face into his socked sole and started sniffing as ordered. Ya, they smelled like he'd been wearing them for a week. He said "Now remember this, as you're pathetically sniffing your teenaged nephew's socked feet at his orders, you do whatever I tell you to do this weekend. Buy me and my buds beer. Pay for weed. We're gonna steam anything we want on your TV and computer and you're gonna pay for it. You're gonna go to the store and buy anything we want to eat. Got it bitch?" You instinctively said "Yes Sir." Everything he said he'd make you do happened that weekend, and that wasn't the only time he made you sniff his sweaty smelly dirty socked feet AND his buddy's. They all laughed at you. When he left Sunday evening he said "I'm going to start coming over here most weekends so get used to it faggot" and walked out the door into one of his buds cars who was picking him up.
176 notes
·
View notes
Text
All sock sniffing fag whores should be treated like this and worse. Humiliation, degradation, abused by HIS sweaty socked feet, stomped, trampled, face slapped with HIS sweaty socked foot, choked by it stepping on its throat, mouth fucked with it, made to service them and be at their total mercy longer than the fag wants, make it regret it ever asked to be HIS sock slave. Every day. Anywhere.
SOCK SNIFFING WHORES KNOW WHERE IT'S AT UNDERNEATH AN ALPHA'S STINKY SOCKED FOOT.
439 notes
·
View notes
Text
Once he hooked his free sweaty smelly gold toe dress socked foot around the back of the faggot's neck, he started to fuck it's mouth with the other one fast, deep and hard. The faggot tried to pull back but couldn't, trapped in position by his captor's socked foot. It tried to cry out but only a desperate mumbling could be heard. Its eyes started to well up with tears. It gagged every time the gold toe hit the back of its throat and its mouth tasted like week worn sock sweat. Its mouth was stretched as far as it would open. "What's wrong faggot? You asked to service my sweaty socked feet, you begged to be abused by them, to be my and their bitch. Well now you are. Stop fucking trying to talk and crying, take it you stupid cunt, it's what you want. And what you deserve." No, you'd never look at your Boss the same way again. Nor he you.
132 notes
·
View notes
Text
The faggot was desperate to be treated like shit and to be humiliated by one of the hot straight guys in its factory, blue collar, working class town so it put out a post on the internet and some guys responded to it and told the fag to meet them in an old, empty factory one night and to have $200 on it. Then this happened. The fag was in heaven. He didn't know who they were, they wore ski masks. They made it jerk off while they were doing this, calling it a faggot and a loser and a pig and a cunt and threatening to stomp the shit out of it. The fag came really fast. They made it eat its own cum then each gave it a solid socked foot kick in the balls then left while telling it to be there at the same time in two nights with $200 again or they'd go and find it and beat the shit out of it. The fag laid there on the cold, empty factory floor for an hour after, basking in the stink of their sweaty wool socks all over it's face and in its nostrils. It jerked off again then got up to leave, deciding it wouldn't wash its face between now and the next meeting with them.
522 notes
·
View notes
Text
Every day when your roommate comes home from work he sits on one of the stools at the kitchen bar, kicks off his shoes and expects you to come running to him from wherever you are in the house to get down on your hands and knees and massage and kiss and sniff and worship his sweaty over the calf dress socked feet. He wears the same pair all week so they smell stronger and stronger each day. You don't have a fetish for socks or feet, you're just a faggot who rents a room in his house and after you moved in he decided to amend your lease to include this as a daily duty in addition to your rent. He is successful, strong, cocky, smart and straight. You're too afraid to disobey him. So you do what you're told and in exchange he lets you rent one of his rooms. He says you should be honored that he allows a faggot in his house. A few times a week he also calls you into the living room or den to massage and worship his sweaty socked feet more while he drinks bourbon and smokes his favorite cigar. You're basically his fag sock slave bitch. And you can't afford to move out after you gave him first, last and deposit when you moved in.
261 notes
·
View notes
Text
That's right faggot massage 'em while I relax in this beautiful weather, I don't care if you have to go to work, call in sick, this is more important. Use your face to massage 'em too, get my sock stink all over it, give 'em a good whiff, smell what a real man smells like you fucking pussy.
213 notes
·
View notes
Text
The soldier was straight but he cruised the men's toilets because he knew he could supplement his Army paycheck with cash fags would give him to suck his dick or kiss his ass or do other depraved things fags like to do. He had a regular who checked for him daily. Whenever he saw it, he knew one hundred bucks was coming his way to let the faggot sniff and suck on his sweaty stinking dirty Army socks that spent all of his waking time sweating in his big Army boots.
392 notes
·
View notes
Text
Stupid bitch, I'm watching the movie, not you. In fact, put in those ear plugs I left on the coffee table and start massaging and worshiping my sweaty stinking socked feet. That way that's all you'll see, feel and smell, and not being able to hear the TV you can focus your full attention on them. Fucking stupid fag, you're pathetic, you do the most degrading things I tell you without the slightest complaint. I guess you know where you belong in respect to a real Man you stupid homo. Now get those ear plugs in and start massaging and sniffing.
159 notes
·
View notes
Text
It's getting cold at night so he started to wear his thick boot socks over his tube socks in his boots on his third shift factory job. They got really sweaty and smelly. That meant when he got home every morning, after you cooked him breakfast, as he ate it and he read the newspaper, he used your face as his comfortable footstool.
75 notes
·
View notes