humiliatemeplease

He did it to the nextdoor neighborhood fag right outside in front of his house almost every day so all the neighbors could see what a loser he is.

Good faggot. Lick the other boot that clean too and I'll let you unlace them and sniff my thick long sweaty wool boot socks. And I don't change them often pig.

Really? You want to sniff my socks? You must be able to smell him from over there because I've been wearing these all week to football practice and two matches. All right pervert, crawl over here get your nose in my stinking socks and go for it. And don't think I'm not going to get anything out of it. I'm going to take it out of you in trade, anyway I want, no matter whether you like it or not, you up for that sock sniffer?

Your nephew staying with you at your house while his parents are on vacation for the week: I'm going to take a nap. You worship kiss massage and sniff my sweaty stinking socked feet with enthusiasm. And if you stop for one second, believe me, I'll know and I'll wake up and I'll slap you back and forth across that faggot face so hard with my stinking socked feet that it'll be black and blue and your eyes will be swollen shut tomorrow. Now get to work, worm.

Fuck you faggot, you can tell people you got a nose job. LOL

I don't care if you're tired and had a long day and have a headache. You worship my stinking smelly socked feet everyday after work. Every day. And I know you love these argyle socks. It reminds you of what a masculine executive Boss I am. Later on you can cook me dinner and when you're done with the dishes I'm going to use your face as my footstool you little sock perv. Get started get your hands on them and get your nose in there, show your respect faggot.

I want to hear loud, deep deep sniffing faggot as I stomp on your face with my sweaty stinking socks. If you're not doing a good enough job I'm going to beat you with this baton. So you better get ready for your nose and your lungs be filled with my sock stink pig. And as humiliating and degrading as this is, you deserve worse.

Kiss it faggot or I'll tell Mom that I caught you jerking off to gay porn. I can't believe I have a homo for a father. You're disgusting. Smell those fuckers pervert. You're my bitch now.

When he found out his uncle was a fag he decided to teach him a lesson. Humiliation and degradation is for fags he said and he'd go over to his uncle's house a few times a week, take money from him, hang out drink his beer, eat his food, and make him sniff his sweaty smelly stinking socked feet the entire time. You pig he'd say to him, you do degrading, humiliating things without even arguing with me. Pathetic faggot .You're all fucking pathetic. Now sniff harder I've been wearing these all week for you fucking turd. If you're really lucky I'll fart in your face before I leave. Sniff faggot, harder, deeper, before I slap you in the face with my big sweaty socked foot.

Hahaha you stupid disgusting fag paying me $250 to sniff my sweaty stinking socked feet! And paying for this room to do it! Before I let you crawl over here to satisfy your perverted need call down to room service and order me the most expensive bottle of champagne and a steak dinner. I can enjoy all your fag face under my stinking sweaty socked feet as I rub them all over your face like my footstool and you can sniff all that stink out of them. I can't fucking can't believe this. Wait until I tell all the guys when I get back home. They're going to last their asses off. And give me your phone number. When they come out here for conferences they can call you and you can do the same for them pig.

You played baseball in the summer league in your town. All the guys knew that you were gay and some were okay with it, some weren't, and some hated you because of it. But they tolerated you because you were a really good player. Brad, who you thought was okay with it, invited you over to his place after a game. You went down into the basement and he brought a couple of beers down and turned on some music. Then he kicked off his cleats and he said you stupid faggot. We only let you stay on the team because you're a good player. But if we had our way we'd stomp you to death in our cleats and our sweaty stinking socked feet because that's what you deserve, homo. Now hand me my beer and get down on the floor so I can step all over your face and make it stink like my sweaty long baseball socks. I think we'll make this a regular thing for the season, give you a little bruising with them too. It'd be fun to step on your face full weight, your neck too and choke you with them. It's going to be funny to see how you explain all these sweaty sock bruises all over your face and neck to the other guys. LOL Yeah it's going to be a great season!

You work as room service in a big city where there are a lot of conferences and businessmen come from all over the country. You you work the evening /night shift. Fags are offered for whatever the businessmen want. So you're called up to rooms like this businessman's and you kiss and massage hid sweaty stinking socked feet that have been tied up sweating in his expensive dress shoes all day. Some of them then beat you. Some of them stomp all over you with their sweaty sticky sock feet. Some of them make you suck them off in some of them fuck your ass raw. But it always starts off with a long massage of their sweaty stinky dress socks feet and kissing and sniffing and worshiping them showing your inferiority. And for this you get paid $5 an hour with no benefits. fag work.

It didn't take very long for your new Boss to figure out that you're a faggot. About 2 weeks after you started work there, he told you to meet him at a certain address after work on a Friday. You went to the building and someone buzzed you in. You had to go downstairs and the apartment number was on a door in the basement. There were no other apartments down there. You knocked and the door opened and there was your Boss. He said get in. He told you he had set up this apartment for you to work from remotely. You'd still do all the same things you did at the office but you'd always be doing them from there. It was small, like a small studio, with only a bathroom and a tiny kitchen with a counter and a microwave. He told you that you were not going to get out of there, ever. He said that now you were his total slave both in and out of work. Then he knocked you down on the little couch that barely fit in the studio and kicked off his dress shoes and stuck his long over the calf gold toe dress socks in your face and made you sniff and kiss them and worship them and thank you for taking over your pathetic faggot life. He said he would come and visit you once a week and bring you some food. And when he did that you'd spend a few sniffing and worshiping his sweaty smelly soft sweet while he took care of some business or just scrolled through his phone. After a few hours he finally took his sweaty stinking over the calf gold toes off of your face and put on his shoes and said later faggot. He walked out the door and you could hear three keys lock it. And there was only one lock that you could see on the inside. You realized that you had no way out. You saw up at the top of one wall there I've been a little tiny window that must have looked out onto the sidewalk. But it was exactly the size of a cinder block and that's what had been cemented in there. You started to cry knowing that you'd spend the rest of your life in this little basement hole only seeing a human being once a week and being humiliated and degraded with you as your Boss' sock slave for his sadistic fun. This was the rest of your life now.

At the truck stop: "Yeah boy go ahead sniff my sweaty stinking socked feet but it's going to cost you you're going to have to go in the back in the cab after with me and I'm going to do what I want with you you got it? All right put your fucking face in my stinking socks and start sniffing pig."

The MAGA bully of the high school made all the fags come to his house and sniff kiss worship and massage his sweaty socked feet. If they said no or didn't show up, he said he'd beat and stomp them in those sweaty socks until they were unconscious. Of course every single little weak faggot came and they spent the night rotating and sniffing the Superior Bully's stinking socks and worshiping them like the God he is to them. And he made this a regular thing for all of them.

It's my vacation not your vacation. Did you think I invited you along as a friend? You're here to service me and right now I want you to get on your knees and stiff my stinky sweaty socks and lick them clean until they're totally white like they've been washed. Wait, go and get me another drink first then get started and as long as it takes is as long as you're going to be licking my dirty ass stinking socks homo.

You were doing your usual cruising in the park when he drove up and kicked his passenger door open. Taking a big drag off of his cigarette he kicked off one of his sneakers and said $100. You always carried money with you when you were cruising so you got it out of your pocket immediately and gave it to him. He said okay faggot, you get to sniff for 5 minutes you better get started.