This was the first video he took of you both.
“Relax man, you’ll barely even be able to tell it’s you. It will be me you can see in the video. I just wanna show some guys online how fun it is to have someone down at my socks. Besides won’t you enjoy having something to remember today by?”
You ignored your inhibitions and consented. He was right, it was fun to be down there. So fun that you came back again. And again. And again. It was on your 5th visit though that his demeanour changed. He was less playful and more demanding.
“Excuse me?” You protested.
“Get down on your knees, or you can fuck off home, I don’t care.”
“Okay?” You said, feeling like you’d upset him.
As you knelt down he stepped behind you and bent your arm painfully behind your back. He slipped a cuff around your wrist, then repeated the same with your other arm. Now your arms were locked behind your back. He sat on the sofa in front of you.
“Listen yeah? I’ve been filming everything we’ve done with a secret camera.” He pulled out his phone and flipped up some videos. Each one clearly showed your face under his smelly socks and feet.
“During our last meet I also went through your wallet and phone when you went to the toilet. Look at this yeah?”
He scrolled through a note saved
“That’s your name and address yeh?” He asked
“What the fuck you creep! Lemme go!”
He slapped you. Hard. Right across the face. Hard enough to topple you to your side. Your cheek ached and you felt slightly dazed. He took his foot and planted on your face as you wriggled on the ground. His feet always had a smell but this time they absolutely stunk like foul sweat.
“Keep that queer little mouth shut faggot, and listen and watch”
Keeping his foot on your face he squatted down showing you more of the note on his phone.
“This is mummy’s and daddy’s phone numbers right? And this is your boss yeah? And this is your sister?”
You whimpered, but he just ground his foot into your face more.
“‘Yes, sir’ is what you say faggot. Lemme hear you say it”
“Yes Sir!” You managed to stutter out.
“There’s a good foot faggot, now get back to what you love doing best and lick my sweaty feet boy. Oh and I’m gonna be taking a trip to the ATM later fag, I think it’s time you start paying for my services” he let out an evil laugh.
That was the moment your blackmail began, and honestly, you’ve never been happier.
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