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Your new roommate made it clear his first night in the apartment who was going to run the place. "Massage my feet."

"What?"

"I said massage my feet."

"Ya right, funny."

Slaps you hard across the face with his stinking smelly socked foot.

"Massage. My. Feet. faggot." You, dizzy with ringing in your ears, stunned, "Yes Sir." You start to massage his smelly dirty socked feet, smelling obviously like they had been worn for at least a few days if not a week.

"Ya, that feels good, keep it up. Kiss 'em too, thank me for choosing you to move in with. I went through a bunch of roommate ads and there were some cool guys but, a faggot like you? I knew I'd rule you and this place. Go ahead, kiss 'em and thank me, get a good whiff of a real man's stink too, you could use it you fucking little homo. Except to be doing this often...and a lot of other things I'm going to have you do for me too. Sniff little sock slave fag, be useful."

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It feels so good…