“You got the house clean? Folded AND put away all my laundry? Got the car detailed, rims shined, washed and waxed? All the yard work done?” He asked, after a day of relaxing on the couch in his Vans, sockless.
Gagged with the oversized gag he makes you wear whenever you are at his house, you nod your head yes in response, keeping your eyes on his feet the entire time…just like you were trained to do.
“That’s a good boy! Now as promised- you can kneel at my foot and smell it for the next 10 minutes, or I can unlock your chastity belt and let you go beat your meat in the corner for 2 minutes. What’s it gonna be, boy?” He asked, flashing the cocky smirk that hooked you all of those years ago, the smirk that enabled him to lock you in chastity and turn you into an on-call maid, chef, and general errand runner for him.
“To be honest I’m glad that you like my foot sweat so much, because I lost your key years ago.” He laughed, wiggling his toes in your face. “You’re such a dirty little fag. Any other faggot would at least demand to be allowed suck my dick, or even to LICK my feet in return for working so hard for me, but not you. You’re one of the filthiest of them all, aren’t ya, boy? You’re the kind who will spend his entire weekend doing chores for me JUST to be able to SNIFF my feet, and only for 10 minutes at that” he laughed. After a good laugh he got serious for a minute, then looked at you again, “seriously though, what is wrong with you? For years you’ve came over here whenever called and done everything I command, haven’t even been able to pop a single boner, and all you have to look forward to is smelling my foot. You don’t even get to speak to me. I don’t even know what your faggy voice sounds like, and I never will. Let that sink in for a little bit. Just really think about. That is your life.” He said.
He stared at you for a few minutes, then smacked your cheek with his foot, “Well look at that, your time is up. You can come back and check in tomorrow morning. I’ll either have a chore list ready for you, or I’ll kick you in the balls and send you away if I don’t need anything. And don’t forget your gag” he winked, putting vans back on and dismissing you.
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