Beneath my Sister's Feet

Some years ago, when both me and my younger sister use to live home at our parents, she made me a slave to her feet. She use to trample me and make me smell her feet through her socks as often as she could.

This is what happened once:

I was lieing on my back the floor under the table watching TV. She was sitting on the sofa doing just the same thing. Suddenly she put her right foot in my face, beginning to stroke my lips and nose. She wore white cotton socks, and they were dirty and smelly. Do you like to smell my foot?, she asked. No, they smell like popcorn, I said. I donīt care, you are going to breath through my sock the coming minutes, she replyed. After that you will open your mouth and suck my toes. I could not protest, so I did what my kid sister told me to do, as my dick was getting harder. Her sock was kind of moist and smelly, because she worn her socks fore five days. She was 13 years old, and girls in that age do not care to change socks every day. I wreally did enjoy breathing through her socked toes. The smell was very strong. Now, open your mouth, she commanded. I did what she told me to, and she beagan to strike my teeth with her toes. Iīm giving you a teeth-brush, she said. Now you have to lick my sock, she continued. I did as I was told, and felt the salty, sweaty taste, spiced with dirt. I was in heaven. Suddenly she did stand up and told me to come out from beneath the sofa table and lie on the floor. When I did that, she told me that she was going to stand on my worthless head. She did just that and I thought my head was going to crack. In my world, she said, you are an ant. I will do whatever I like with you. Yes, Caroline- I said- your in charge, Iīll do what you tell me to. Good, she said, I see that you understand this. After that she did command me to her feet many times. Unfotunately I havenīt found a wife with my sisters qualitys...

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