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I put my feet up for a reason faggot, what don't you understand? Get on your knees and massage 'em, sniff 'em, kiss 'em and show how much you worship me. I know you expected some loving boyfriend when you moved all the way from America to Hungry but, you should have been more careful. You're just here as a convenience for me. Holes to fuck and cum in. To clean and take care of my house. To work and make money for me. To do things like worship my sweaty smelly socked feet not only for me to enjoy but for me to watch your natural subservience to a Man so superior to you. And unfortunately for you, you emptied all your bank accounts and sold everything and sent me all the money before you came here so, you're stuck here now, my fag bitch that'll do anything I tell you to or suffer painful consequences. Now get on your knees, massage and get that nose in my stinking socks and get used to the smell because you're going to be having your face in them pretty much every day.

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i want this from a group, is that you and your friends

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That's right you fucking faggot I'm gonna step on your face in my stinking sweaty socked feet LOL I'll rub 'em all over your face for awhile so it stinks like them, and you won't be able get away from sniffing in their stink either. Later let's try standing on your face in 'em, two feet then one foot, see if one feels different than the other. Man it's great to have a faggot cousin like you living here on fucking boring nights like this, just like the old days when we were kids, huh? Bet you didn't count on this when I told you you could move in when you found a new job here huh? I'm not gonna lie it fucking bones me up humiliating you so here we go, my sweaty socked feet and your face, a perfect match. We're gonna start doing this often bitch.

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Ya I fucking stink faggot. Before I shower get on your hands and knees and get your face in my sweaty socked feet and sniff and suck all of the stink outta them. Sure I could have you wash them the normal way but where's the fun in that? Treating you like shit is my favorite thing. Because you're a faggot. A faggot. faggot. Now sniff 'em bitch.

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"What did you do to them?"

I chloroformed them. Made it easier to tie them up. It was fun tying them up. You have some pretty buddies, Chase.

"You sick fuck"

You have no idea. But you are gonna find out. I left you conscious so I could start with you...

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Recently our department received a new boss. He was a handsome 6'4" tall muscular man in his late twenties (just a few years older than I was). Despite his young age he was natural in his new position. At first our older colleagues weren't happy about being bossed around by someone so young but he quickly established his leadership and gained their respect.

One day my new boss Adam invited me into his office to talk about my work. During the conversation I couldn't stop glancing at his massive arms that stretched the tight fabric of his shirt, whenever he moved them. Light spots of sweat under his armpits made me even more hornier and I realised my small dicklet was already half hard. I moved my legs, praying that he wouldn't notice it.

At some point he made a longer pause, "Are you all right? You seem a bit disconnected". He caught my gaze pointing at his bicep and a little smirk appeared on his face.

"No, I'm ok. Sorry", my answer didn't sound confident.

Adam leant back in his chair and raised his arms, putting his hands behind his head, "I see what you're distracted by", the smirk didn't go from his face. He stood up and walked around the desk. "I've noticed you've been checking me from the first day we met. I immediately knew you were a little faggot, hungry for attention".

His words caught me completely off guard and I was too stoned to respond. He leant back against the table, grabbed my hand and laid it on his thigh. His big hand led my small one over his thigh up to the crotch, without breaking the eye contact. But as my hand was about to reach the desired spot, he stopped, "Not so fast", his voice sounded more commanding than ever. "Stand up".

Without having a second thought I obeyed immediately.

Adam let my hand go and instead put his finger under my chin, "Take off my shirt".

I nodded my head but immediately received a light patting on my cheek. It didn't hard physically but the feeling of humiliation was much stronger.

"You're supposed to answer when I give you commands"

"I'm sorry," my voice was trembling.

Another slap on my cheek, this time harder. "SIR", he corrected me.

"I'm sorry, Sir"

"That's better. Now go on"

"Yes, Sir", I moved my hands to his top button and started undoing them.

As I opened his shirt completely and peeled back the fabric, Adam’s muscular, shredded body was revealed — each muscle defined and bulging with power. I hesitated for a short moment but his gaze said “Go on”. My hands touched his chest, feeling the warmth and the firmness beneath my palms. His skin was hot, the muscles hard yet yielding slightly under my touch.

“You like it?”

“Yes… Sir. You’re… incredibly”, I murmured, my voice barely above a whisper.

“Show me how you appreciate it”

I leaned in, pressing my lips against the soft skin of his chest and licking around his aroused nipples. The natural scent of his body was intoxicating.

“Lower”, he said, and I complied. My lips trailed down his abs, feeling each ridge and valley, covered with short hairs. Adam’s hand found the back of my head, guiding me but not forcing, letting me worship at my own pace, until I reached the metal buckle of his belt.

I looked up at him with a submissive gaze asking for permission to continue but he smirked and shook his head slightly, “Not so fast, boy”. With a fluid motion, he shrugged off his shirt completely, letting it fall on the table behind him. His arms, now fully exposed, were a sight to behold. He raised one arm, flexing his bicep and revealing his hairy armpit, and commanded, “Smell it. Show me how much you want this”.

I straightened up and moved closer, my senses overwhelmed by the raw masculinity emanating from him. His armpit was a mix of sweat and cologne. Inhaling deeply, my nostrils got filled with his strong musk. I started kissing gently, feeling his wet hair against my face.

“Good boy. Now worship them,” he raised both of his arms and flexed his bulging biceps.

I moved to his biceps, my lips and hands exploring the hard, warm muscle. I kissed and licked each one, feeling the strength beneath my touch. As I worshipped his arms, his hands began to explore my body. His large hands roamed over my back, down to my waist, feeling the contrast between his muscular build and my more petite frame.

"You're so small compared to me," he murmured, almost to himself, as his fingers dug slightly into my flesh, pulling me closer. His other hand came up to my chin, tilting my face up to meet his eyes. "You like this, don't you?"

"Yes, Sir," I replied, my voice thick with desire and submission. His hands continued their exploration, occasionally gripping tighter, asserting his dominance, while I continued to lavish attention on his biceps, feeling the power in every muscle.

Adam’s hand slowly found the back of my head and he pulled me away from him, “Enough. It’s time to go further down”, he stood up, still holding my head in place and guided me to the small couch in the corner of the room. He sat down and gestured me to the floor in front of him, while undoing his pants. He pulled them down, revealing tight trunks, the fabric barely able to contain the bulge that was now evident. In another quick motion the trunks were pulled down to his ankles too. His manhood was now fully revealed. It was as imposing as the rest of him, thick and standing proudly, a monument of his dominance.

With a firm but gentle pressure, Adam guided my head closer. I opened my lips and he slowly penetrated my mouth, stretching it out, until I almost gagged. “It’s not all,” he pulled back, waited for a few second and pushed his member deeper into my throat. “Good boy,” he praised me as my nose touched his abs.

I moved my head back and forth, his hand still on the back of my head, controlling the pace, my tongue swirling around his shaft, tasting his saltiness and feeling all the contours of it.

My own arousal was undeniable, the act of submitting to him, of being used for his pleasure, was a mix of humiliation and ecstasy. I looked up at him, meeting his eyes, seeing the lust and power there, and it only fueled my desire to please him more, to be his in this moment.

Adam's breathing became more erratic, his grip tightening in my hair. "Don't stop," he managed to say, his voice strained with impending release. I continued, driven by his commands and my own need to serve, to feel his power over me, until I felt him tense. A low, primal groan escaped his lips as he released into my mouth. The war, salty juice filling my mouth, flowing down my throat, warming me from the inside with a sense of his complete dominance over me.

“Swallow,” he commanded. I did as told.

When he finished, Adam looked down at me, his chest heaving, his eyes still burning with desire. He slowly pulled his softening cock out of my mouth and commanded me to clean it up. I had no other choice than to comply, carefully licking up every last drop of his cum, feeling a mix of disgust and arousal at the same time. Once I was done, Adam pushed me away with his foot. His gaze quickly fall down to my pants where a noticeable wet spot had formed. “Looks like someone enjoyed this as much as I did,” he chuckled.

“Yes, Sir. I’m sorry,” I managed to say, feeling a flush of embarrassment.

“You shouldn’t be sorry for that, boy. It’s your natural reaction to the alpha man and a little faggot like you can’t control it,” he stood up and patted my cheek. “But I’m gonna teach you to serve me better. But that’s later. Now go and clean yourself up and get back to work”.

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Jock sock worship

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