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Slave to Hooters Waitresses

Chapter one I become a slave

As a college student I had to take any job I could get to make some extracash working part time. Being a bus boy at Hooters was not exactly intellectualbut on the other hand you got to work with some great looking girls.

After working there for about a week I went home and started to check mye mail. There was a message from this person calling herself "mystery girlat hooters" from hotmail. Naturally I was curious and opened the message whichsaid:

"You do not know who I am but I am one of the girls at Hooters where youwork. I and another girl who works with us think you are cute and want to gettogether with you for some weird and kinky sex games. If you are interestedjust reply and I will get back in touch with you."

Well of course I was interested and sent an e-mail reply right away. I keptchecking my e mail all the next day but there was no reply and I went to workin an excited state of agitation. Every time a waitress smiled at me I wonderedif she was the girl but was afraid to say anything. If I picked the wrong girlout of the 15 at the restaurant I might mess up the whole thing. When I gothome that night there was a new e mail from mystery waiting for me:

"You were really cute at work tonight trying to figure out who I am. I willgive you a hint by telling you I am a blond. What I want to now know is ifyou are really adventurous. My friend and I like to play games called "slaveorgasms" and would like to know if this interests you. Send me an answer."

I was puzzled about what a slave orgasm was and thought I should ask aboutthis. I knew I found it exciting as it made my dick very hard just readingthe e-mail. So I sent a reply saying I was very interested but also asked whata "slave orgasm was."

When I went to work that night I found I was staring at every blond waitressin the place as I was of course just dying to know who mystery might be. Eightof the 15 or so waitresses were blond and in looking at them I came to theconclusion it did not matter much. Every one of them, thanks to Hooter's policy,was young and pretty and had great tits. Two girls however stood out abovethe rest. Cindy had big, beautiful blue eyes and a pair of big bee sting lips;even more pronounced than those that my favourite actress Julia Roberts has.The there was Pat who had the greatest pair of legs you have ever seen. Ina way I was sad because a couple of the brunette waitresses were really cuteand hot as well. But then I remembered that Mystery had only said she was blondand any of the other girls could be her partner in this sex game as no detailsabout the other girl had been provided.

It was hard for me to fall asleep that night as I kept fantasizing aboutwho Mystery might be and what a slave orgasm was. So when I got up in the morningI was tired, excited and horny as I opened up my e-mail to see if there wasanother message from Mystery. My heart leapt into my throat when I found thata new message had arrived. In fact I was so excited that I had to try twicebefore I could open the message which said:

"Dear Dave

You were cute at work last night trying to figure out who I am and of courseyou had no clues at all who the other girl, my partner in this adventure, mightbe. Let me answer your question as to what a slave orgasm is.

The idea here is that my partner and I will give you all the orgasms youcan handle each and every day and in every way. You will get hand jobs, blowjobs, get your balls sucked and will get fucked in every position you haveever thought of and many others as well. The only condition is that you agreeto be our boy toy sex slave and agree to everything we request we make, nomatter what it is.

Now, we need to check and see if you are capable of being a slave and takingorders. This is important as it is your slavery that will turn us on and itis what we want to have before we give you all these beautiful orgasms. Weneed a boy toy to do whatever we want and whenever we want it. More than that,both of us like to be dominant.

So here is your little test. I want you at exactly at 1100 this morning tobe standing totally nude on your balcony and with your portable phone in yourhand. I will phone you with your next instruction as to how this fun game canstart. If you agree, just send the word "yes" now to me in an e mail."

Without stopping to think and almost in a trance I clicked reply, typed inthe word yes and clicked send. My God, I had slept in and noticed it was nowonly 15 minutes before eleven. Had I sent he message in time? The all of asudden another e-mail came in that said "message received you only have tenminutes to get nude and get on the balcony.

Once again in a trance I started to undress, all the time wondering whatwas I doing getting nude on the balcony where others night see me. I had notuntil now reflected on the fact that it was only a few degrees above zero outside.But then I thought of the promise that I would get all the orgasms I wantedand finished stripping picked up my portable phone and walked out on the balcony.I huddled next to the wall so it was hard to see me and waited shivering.

At exactly eleven my portable phone rang and a girl said in a sexy voice "Iwill say little to keep you guessing who I am. Step out into the middle ofthe balcony where I can see you and masturbate until you come. This is yourfirst of many orgasms."

She must have been standing or at least was located where she could see me.Maybe she was in the big apartment building next door. Anyway, with a dickhard with excitement I stepped into the middle of the balcony and started toplay with myself. Even though I was outside and nude, it was not hard to come.The scene was so sexy and the thought of one of those cute blonds at hooterswatching me aroused me so much I came very quickly.

As I finished my orgasm, the voice in the portable phone said "good for you,slave. Go back and read the next e mail and do what it says. I see you could,with training, make a good male slave for us."

I almost ran to the computer and saw there was a new e-mail from Mystery,which said

"Dear slave

Welcome to the wonderful sex games I and my friend have arranged, and I hopeyou enjoyed your first orgasm. I will personally give you the next one. Ifyou follow these instructions, we can start our fun right after work tonight.Besides, it is a little late for you to back down now. I live in the apartmentbuilding right across from you and two floors up. The videotape of you nudeand jerking off on the balcony should ensure your future cooperation. Hereslave are your instructions.

Print off the attachment to this e mail which is a slave contract from youto me. Sign it and put it in an envelope and then slide it under the door ofthe girls' locker room at Hooters. Wait a minute or two and then an envelopeof how and when we will get started this very night will be slipped back underthe door to you."

With trembling hands, I opened the attachment which read as follows.

The undersigned agrees to be the total sex slave for (blank) and (Blank).More specifically:

The undersigned slave agreesto perform any act or do anything either of the two girls tells him todo, and to do so without hesitation.

The slave agrees to performsex acts on anyone who is female who either of us tell the slave to serveor allow any female to have him as her slave if we so order.

Without limiting anythingelse in this agreement, the slave agrees to be tied up in any manner wewant, to be whipped or beaten in any way we want and to be humiliated inany way we want.

Furthermore, the slave agreesto serve us as above at any time and in any place we want.

The contract can be cancelled by either of us at any time but the slave maynot cancel this contract but will serve us as long as we want."

I saw the girls had cleverly left spaces for their names so I still did notknow who they were and of course by slipping the contract under the lockerroom door I would not find out until I met them face to face. Also I was signingaway my life and the only restriction was that I could not be made to serveanyone but a female. But then I thought this will be the adventure of a lifetimeand what choice did I have now as the girl had a video of me jerking off onthe balcony totally nude.

So I printed the contract off signed it and put it in an envelope. I alsosent as requested an e mail back saying that I would slip the contract underthe girls' locker room door as soon as I arrived at work and would wait foran envelope back with my next instructions.

I was very excited about going to work and the time seemed to pass very slowly.However finally the time came, and as I went into the employee entrance I turnedto the right and went to the door of the locker room for the girls and slippedthe envelope containing the slave contract I had signed under the door. I couldhear the sound of tearing paper and guessed whoever was there was opening theenvelope to check that a signed contract was inside. It took all the will powerI had not to push the door open to see who the mystery girl was just near meon the other side of the door. After a short time an envelope was pushed backto me and I picked it up. I headed straight for the men's locker and lockedmyself in a toilet

I opened the envelope and inside found a key and one piece of paper whichsaid "this is the key to my apartment. Use it right after work and go intothe study where you will find some equipment and some instructions as to howto use it. I will join you 15 minutes later after you have had the chance touse the equipment as instructed.

Thank goodness it was a Sunday night and we would be closing early as eachminute on the clock was like an age to me. What equipment was involved, howwould I use it, who was Mystery and in what way would she and her friend useme as a slave? Would kind of orgasm would I get? These and a thousand otherquestions kept racing through my mind until quitting time.

I got out of the restaurant as soon as I could and even took a taxi to theapartment; after all it was close to where I lived and I could walk home afterwards.I took the elevator upstairs, walked down to the apartment and put my key inthe lock. Breathing deeply, I entered a huge apartment with a sign hangingfrom the ceiling pointing to the study.

When I walked into the study, I could not believe my eyes. There were whips,handcuffs and all sorts or restraints hanging from the walls. There was a bigleather bed with restraints, a whipping post and so many other devices I couldnot grasp them all at once. And yet the room had a nice atmosphere. The wallswere painted a happy light yellow; there were couches with coffee tables aswell as lounge chairs. The overall effect was like being in a cozy room witha nice soft rug floor, despite all the bondage and domination gear that wasaround.

On the coffee table I found a letter of instruction plus the implements neededto implement the orders. The letter read as follows.

"Slave

The first thing you must do is take off all of your clothes so you are completelynude. Next, take the cock ring and put it on. The thick rubber band with theslip loop goes around the base of your cock. Don't worry about adjusting therubber band. I am an expert in that and can set it so you will not get an orgasmuntil I so choose. Note the two wire loops; you have to push one ball througheach of them and then you fasten the lock on the cock ring at the base of yourballs. Yes, there is no key but I have it hidden in the apartment in a placeyou will never find. The cock ring comes off only and if I want it to.

The next order of business is the leg irons. The metal bar which is about2 feet long goes between your ankles and keeps your crotch open for my pleasure.On the other hand if you swivel your hips you will be able to walk slowly orindeed the leg irons will allow you in a similar manner to crawl on your handsand knees across the floor to serve me. Kneel on the floor with your legs behindyou and put on the leg irons. Lock the metal loop around each ankle and onceagain the key is hidden in a place only I know.

The last piece of equipment is the two little wrist cuffs that are joinedtogether. Put them on in a manner that your hands are crossed palms up so thatyou look like you are begging me, as you will be doing. Also in this positionyour hands can receive any gift I give you, such as my panties to lick. Youwill find in the crossed and palms up position with your wrists locked togetherthat you can grasp things if I so order but your arms and hands are reallyquite useless to protect yourself.

Having done all of this, work your way over to the front of the big comfyblack leather chair in the corner. Kneel in front of the footstool and putyour upturned palms under it. Place your slave face on the footstool and thiswill put your ass up in the air so I can whack it if I want. Do not, when Ienter the room, move a muscle, try to look at me or speak unless asked a questionor told to do so. Do all this now.

It was hard to get the cock ring on. The rubber band was tight enough t cutoff some feeling in my cock and I knew it could prevent me from ever coming.I felt sick in my stomach when I locked it in place after pushing my ballsthrough the wire loops. Here I was naked in someone's apartment with a cockring I could not remove locked around my genitals and totally naked. Now Ihad to lock the leg irons onto my ankles that forced my legs apart and madeit possible but very difficult to walk in a twisted staggering manner or tocrawl. Then I put the wrist locks on my wrist with my palms up and crossed.I was really helpless and I could not unlock any of these devices. So withoutany other choice, I crawled over to and put my head on the footstool of thebig armchair and my hands underneath it. There I was totally naked, my buttup in the air and waiting I guess like a slave should.

After what seemed hours but was probably only a few moments, I heard thedoor open and footsteps come in my direction. All of a sudden my hair at theback of my head was pulled a bit lifting up my face from the stool. A sneakerlike all the girls wear at Hooters, a high top sneaker well laced up and alsodone around the ankle with Velcro, was thrust under my face and I heard justone word "kiss".

I kissed the sneaker and it stank. The sneaker was very old and worn andthen a voice said "yes, the sneaker is old, Dave. The socks have been wornfor a week in preparation for tonight and they really stink too. Kiss."

I kissed it again. Then the voice said "you may look up to see who I am."

I raised my head and my dream had come true as I saw Cindy standing there.Her firm tits were pushing against the hooters t shirt and her big bee stinglips were smiling at me. I smiled and said hello. Immediately I felt a hugepain on my butt which had been hit with a hard leather paddle.

"I told you not to talk Dave." Then Cindy pushed my head down on her sneakeragain.

"You have a choice Dave. I can leave you here and go out to a party and youcan be all alone with the cock ring and unable to move or leave here. Or Ican put that nice video of you jerking off on the internet. Or you can continueto kiss my sneaker."

The choice was clear and I returned to kissing the sneaker and smelling thesmell. I was glad the sneaker was on her foot and tied up as otherwise thesmell would kill me.

"I am glad you are learning to serve Dave", the voice said. "Now let me explain.You are going to be trained as a perfect sex slave Dave. I am not finishingmy masters in psychology for nothing. It is the smell of my sneakers and feetand my beautiful ass or the sneakers and feet of any girl that will controlyou. Dave, it is called auto response training. Every time you serve my feetor ass or those of my assistant who will help train you, we will be sexuallyexciting you. Every time you have an orgasm you will be smelling, licking andkissing feet, socks, shoes or ass. You will learn with time to associate greatorgasms with these things and you will beg to lick them. This is your fateDave, to be a foot and ass slave. You may not like the smell right now butyou are going to learn to love it so much that you will beg for it and willdo anything to have it."

I kept kissing her sneaker as she said all of these things and thinking itcould not be true. I did not enjoy kissing her stinky sneaker and how couldthis become the thing I wanted to do most in the world. This was ridiculous.

"I see you doubt my words Dave", she said. "Perhaps a little quick demonstrationmay help. Do you feel horny and want an orgasm Dave? You may speak."

"Yes", I replied.

With a smile, Cindy then rolled me over on my back. My hands were still tiedpalms up together but now my knees were raised and the leg irons kept my legsapart completely exposing me. Cindy stood over me and smiled. She rang hertongue over her big bee sting lips and rubbed her nipples through her t shirt.

Just then I heard the door open and I raised my head to see Kelly walk intothe room. Kelly was a dram in motion and still in her hooters outfit. She hadlong brown hair, big hazel eyes and nice tits. But her outstanding featurethat I had dreamed about many nights was her long legs and her ass. Her asscheeks were round but small and tight from all the exercise she did.

"Greet your other mistress Dave", Kelly said to me "and roll over and crawlover here and lick my sneakers."

I hesitated for a moment and Cindy said "a good slave never hesitates." BeforeI knew what was happening Cindy grabbed me by the hair and fastened a slavecollar around my neck. It had little metal loops front and back and on eachside. She grabbed my head and forced me kneeling over the footstool and withone firm motion grabbed a rope. The rope was through the metal loop in thefront of my collar and then pulled down and tied to the bottom of the big heavyeasy chair in front of the footstool.

Cindy then picked up a big heavy rubber paddle. "You have been a bad boyDave", she told me. "Slaves must immediately obey any order they are givenand Kelly just told you to lick her sneakers. This will cost you ten hard swats."

I felt totally helpless and exposed. My wrists were still bound togetherunder the footstool and my legs were lying behind me on the floor spread apartby the spreader bar, exposing my cock ring controlled genitals. The rope throughthe ring in the front to the collar was pulled so tight that I could not movemy head at all. I was in a position where these girls could whack my ass allnight if they wanted to.

Cindy walked behind me with the paddle and lovely Kelly sat in front of meon the easy chair the better to see the look on my face as I was spanked. Iknew that was what she wanted to do.

Kelly asked Cindy to give me a big whack every time she said the word "now" andCindy of course replied it would be a pleasure to turn my ass nice and redand sore as well.

Seated in the chair, Kelly started to talk to me. "You disappoint me Dave.NOW. I have worn these sneakers for over 2 years at work and for the last weekI have worn the same thick heavy socks to get everything really smelly foryou. I have even gone jogging without socks to soak sweat into the sneakersfor your smelling and licking enjoyment. NOW. Then I give you the chance tolick these sneakers I have worked so hard to get ready for you and you hesitate.NOW. On top of all of this, I and Cindy have promised you orgasms and I amone good looking chick. NOW. If I could get a little cooperation I would beso good to you. NOW. Cindy and I will train you to be a good slave and be kindto you if only you will act like a slave. NOW. "

Kelly then told Cindy to just keep whacking my ass. I had now received muchmore the ten blows but in my helpless condition I was afraid to say anything,let alone complain. Finally the girls decided this was enough whacking fornow.

"Dave, I am now going to see if you have learned anything. I am going toput my sneakers under your face and I want them licked. The licking needs tobe passionate. So you have a choice Dave. You can lick my sneakers or we canjust keep on beating your ass."

I knew I would do anything to save my now very sore ass. I knew the girlscould keep this up all night until I gave in any event. So when Kelly pushedher right sneaker under my nose and lips I started to lick. "Not good enoughDave", Cindy said. "I know you can stick your tongue out further than thatand I know you can lick with more passion. To encourage me to do so, she gaveme two of the hardest whacks on my ass I had had all night. I winced with painand with no choice stuck my tongue out further and licked more quickly. Thetaste was terrible, all of rubber and canvas and sweat. The smell was veryripe to say the least. What did I expect as Kelly had worn these socks fora week? They must be soaked with sweat by now. I licked everywhere, the topsand over the laces, the sides and even the little air holes on the side. Theair holes were the worst as they let some odour from the inside of the shoeto escape into my nose.

Cindy noticed that my cock was not erect and mentioned this had to be fixed.She reminded Kelly that their goals were to train me to like serving feet andbeing a slave. This, she said, could only be done when I was erect and excitedwhen serving feet.

Kelly switched sneakers and put her other foot under my nose and lips. Itwas clear to me that I had to lick this one too or get my ass beaten again.So I started to lick. Suddenly I felt Cindy behind me and felt her hand reachingup to my crotch. Slowly she wound her hand around my cock and tightened therubber band on the cock ring making sure I could not come. The she slowly startedto stroke my cock. I got instantly hard with lovely Cindy stroking my cockand she made me hotter by leaning forward, so that I could feel her tits onmy back, and started to lick my ear. As she licked, she started whisperingin my ear and talking dirty. This is the one thing that drives me crazy andCindy I think could tell what an effect it had by the way my cock jerked inher hand.

"Keep up the licking Dave", Cindy said. "Also I enjoy so much having yourbig cock in my hand. It makes me horny and I get wet when I see you lickingKelly's smelly sneakers. It turns me on so to think you are licking her sneakerand smelling that smell just to have the pleasure of my hand on your cock.Now I am tickling your balls Dave. I so hope you are going to be a good slaveso I can reward YOU with blow jobs and a really good fuck."

"I think it is working Cindy", Kelly remarked. "Since you have been playingwith his cock and talking dirty to him his licking has become more intense.Instead of showing resistance, he is now licking like a slut. Poor Dave seemsto think that the more he licks the better the chance that he will come. Godbless the cock ring." And Kelly was right. I was sucking and licking her sneakerlike a mad man, and twisting my hips trying to get off. But the fucking cockring prevented me from coming. One thing I could tell through all this agonisingexcitement was that Cindy really knew how to give a hand job. Both her handswere working on my now, one tickling my balls and the other stroking my shaft.From time to time she would pull the skin back on the end of my cock and ticklethe head with her finger points, all the while licking my ear and nibblingon it. I knew for certain that I would lick any sneaker in the world to getCindy to continue. I might not yet like kissing sneakers but I would do anythingfor the job Cindy was doing on me.

Cindy could tell she was getting me hooked. She whispered in my ear whilelicking it that "Dave I know you will lick that stinky sneaker Kelly has justto keep me stroking you; if we want, you will lick it all night you male slut.I am controlling you completely with just my hand; imagine how my tongue andpussy will enslave you!" I trembled with fear for the first time as I thoughtthat possibly she just might be right.

"I think the time has now come to get down to some serious slavery and orgasms",Cindy suggested, "let us get Dave over to the bondage bed so we can reallygo to work on him."

The rope connecting my slave collar to the easy chair was undone but allmy leg irons and other bondage on me was left intact. I was brought over tothe corner of the room where the large bondage bed was located. It was enormousand I could see there was enough room for three people to lie down. I was toldto lie down on my back and as soon as I did ropes were passed through the loopson each side of my slave collar and tied to loops on the side of the bed. Thistotally restricted my ability to move my head even an inch. Now that the girlsknew they had me under control, one of them stood at each side of the bed andtook the handcuffs off my wrists. Each girl then grabbed an arm and pulledit straight out and attached it to cuffs on each side of the bed. Lastly theylooked after my legs. The leg irons were taken of but then after being toldto bend my knees each ankle was also attached to a cuff with a padlock at theside of the bed.

I had never felt more helpless in my life. My head was held immobile by theslave collar and the cuffs held each arm straight out from my body and stretched.My legs were in a bent position with my ankles cuffed to the side of the enormousbed and thus my cock and balls were totally available and there was nothingI could do about it. Just when I thought they were finished binding me, Kellyfound a big leather belt and passed it over my waist and anchored it to a fasteneron each side of the bed. Now I could not even arch my back or move any partof my body off the bed.

"How do you like that, Dave", Kelly asked me.

"I have never felt more helpless in my life", I said " but I have to admitthis large bed is very comfortable. I guess in this position I cannot worshipyour feet."

"You are wrong ", Cindy said to me. "There is no way we want you to be comfortableand just because your ass is not available we have other means to punish you.I am going to put nipple clamps on you to make you behave. Also notice thehigh bar stools over there by the bar. I simply put them by the side of thebed and then put my feet in your face."

Cindy did indeed what she said she was going to do. She put nipple clampson me and then gave them a hard tug and I found out that really hurt. It wasjust as bad or worse than having my ass spanked. She then put a big high barchair behind the bed and rested her sneakers on my shoulders from behind. Sheraised one sneaker tip up onto my lips and I knew I had to lick it. My godthat sneaker smelt awful!. She then moved the bar chair to the side of thebed where she could maneuver her feet better and put the bottom of her sneakeron my face.

"It is time for your serious training to begin Dave"; she said "and let youenjoy the insides of my sneakers and socks. I know it is hard but undo thelace on this sneaker with your teeth", and put the sneaker under my chin.

With maximum effort I was able to get the knot undone and then I was instructedto loosen the laces with my teeth. This was very hard but I managed to pullthe lace from three or four eyelets encouraged from time to time by Cindy yankingon the chain attached to the nipple clamps.'

Then I could feel Kelly crawling up onto the bed and positioning herselfbetween my legs. Once again she tightened the rubber band at the base of mycock and checked to cock ring to ensure that I could not come. Then she startedto play with my cock in her hands.

"In a moment you will be kissing Cindy's stinky and sweat soaked sports sock,Dave", Kelly said to me. "As part of your training to learn to love smellyfeet and being a slave, I will then start to lick your cock. I am looking forwardto running my tongue all over your shaft and may even lick your balls."

This made me hard as a rock and then I realized for the first time that yesI wanted to lick and kiss Cindy's stinky sock as a small price for gettingKelly's mouth on my shaft.

Cindy then used by forehead to pry off her sneaker and reached down and setit next to my head. The stench from the sneaker was terrible. I had never evenin a locker room after a hockey game smelt anything so fetid. With a smileshe then lowered her sock foot over my face. As it was coming at me, I couldsee that it was damp with sweat and had stains on it. God help me, she reallyhad been wearing it for a week. She wrapped the toe part of the sock aroundmy nose with her toes and then told me to kiss the instep part that was pushedagainst my mouth. With the sock pushed against my lips I was forced to breathethrough my nose. I was assaulted by the smell of sweat, rubber and canvas andthe sock was so wet and damp that pieces of it were coming off and stickingto my lips. In fact the sock was so sweaty that it was sticking to my face.

"I get so horny when you worship my feet Dave", Cindy said in a sexy voice. "Iknow it is hard for you to see but I am taking off my t shirt and have no braon and starting to rub my nipples as you are making me so horny. I am gettingwet Dave. Remember to kiss an area and then lick the sock. Do not worry I willmove my foot around so you can enjoy all of it. Get used to the smell, as itwill become a great pleasure to you. Over the next few days you will learnto crave and desire this smell."

I found the whole experience in a weird way quite exciting, perhaps becauseof the Cindy's sexy voice or maybe I was enjoying being tied up and humiliated.But the smell was terrible and the threat that I would be treated like thisover the next few days was truly frightening.

Kelly then started to work on my cock. I could feel her wrap her left handaround it and this gave me an instant erection. Then I could feel her tongueflicking over the head of my cock. The bitch had drawn back the skin and wasworking directly on the cock head, both with her lips and tongue. Had it notbeen for the cock ring I would have gone off in about 30 seconds but all Icould experience was a really horny feeling and a bit of pre come and nothingelse. This started to drive my crazy. No matter what I thought of I could notcome. I was unable to move my body even an inch and could not even thrust myhips.

This whole thing went on for several minutes until Cindy's entire sock wascovered with saliva from the licks I had been forced to give it. The girlsgot the idea that they should switch positions as "Kelly wanted a chance tohave her sock sucked too." Cindy agreed but reminded Kelly to keep one shoeon at all times as the stench was at its peak when the sock was fresh out ofthe shoe.

Kelly was in such a hurry to have her sock sucked and licked that she undidher own shoe lace instead of making me do it with her teeth. To follow herown advice to keep socks ripe and fresh, Cindy grabbed her sneaker from besidemy head and laced it up very tight on her foot again. Kelly sat down on thehigh bar chair and pushed her foot hard into my face. I thought that Cindy'ssock had stank but, as incredible as it was, Kelly's smelt even worse and waseven more wet with sweat. She also wrapped her toes around my nose and toldme "to make sure to sniff her stinky socks while I licked and sucked the sockpart "jammed into my mouth.

While I was suffering in this way, I noticed that my cock was a bit hardeven though Cindy had not started anything as yet. Could it be that the trainingthe girls were giving me was beginning to work? I didn't really have time tothink this through when Cindy grabbed my cock and started to play with it.She was as good as Kelly, albeit with a different technique. Cindy liked tolick the shaft while she played her fingers over the cock head. I thought forsure my balls were going to burst and I knew that if I was not blocked fromtalking with the sock foot pushed on to my mouth that I would have begged foran orgasm. But I could not and had to lie there motionless and suffer the smelland licking of Kelly's sock while Cindy played with my cock.

"Dave", Kelly said to me, "you may think that all this hot talk while yousock suck is just to train you into being a foot slave. But it is true as well.I am as hot as hell from the licking and kissing you are giving my stench sock.I am now going to get you to eat my pussy. Maybe you cannot come with the cockring but I sure am going to."

Kelly then stepped down from the stool and took off her little orange hooterspants and the tiny little thing she was wearing underneath it. Both girls nowtook their tops off so I could see two sets of tits. I could feel the bed moveas Kelly climbed on it and then I could feel her grasp each side of my headwith her knees. She grabbed the chain of the nipple clamps and yanked it hardand then slowly brought her pussy to rest on my mouth. "I am going to unhookthe chains on your slave collar Dave so you can tilt your head and really pleasureme. You are stilled tied up and the chain to your nipple clamps is in my handsso be a good slave!"

I could feel the bed move as Kelly climbed up and the she wrapped her kneesaround my head. Slowly as she faced towards my feet, she lowered he pussy rightover my mouth and while yanking on my nipple chain, which really hurt, orderedme to lick. I stuck my tongue in her pussy and started to lick and suck. Assoon as I started licking Kelly I felt Cindy start to move. She forced my dickflat against my stomach and sat on it with her crotch pushing against it. Thencame the big surprise. She and Kelly started to do some of the deepest Frenchkissing I had ever seen. So then I knew I had two bisexual girls on my hands.

I could tell my licking was having an effect as Kelly started to groan andgrind her hips and thus her pussy against my lips and tongue. The more excitedshe got the more she pulled on the chain attached to the nipple clamps andthis was real torture. I doubled my licking and kissing to her pussy and tonguedher clit, anything to get her to come before the pain in my nipples overcameme. With a huge groan she came.

"Thanks for the great orgasm Dave," Kelly said and came over to me and lickedmy lips and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I am now going to do something specialfor you and to you. I may let you come!"

That made by dick jump. Kelly came over and tilted up the top of the bed.The girls had all sorts of special equipment built into this bed and now Ifound out that the head or foot could be tilted. So I found myself with mylegs outstretched and tied apart as before and of course my arms were stillcuffed to the sides of the bed. But now I was sitting upright with my backvertical and my legs to the side, with my feet apart and straight out spreadeagled in front of me. Sort of like a bondage chaise lounge. Kelly then ranlittle ropes again through the loops on each side of the collar and tied thentight once more to the side of the bed. My head was once again immobile.

"Here comes your treat Dave", she said. "It will really help with your trainingto love foot smell and being a slave. I am going to tie this other sneakerstill on my foot over your face so you will really get the full stench of theinside of this sneaker. You must breathe through your nose and use the tongueto lick the smelly inside bottom. When I take this sneaker of your face ifit is not wet from your licking I will beat your balls, no kidding. Also Ican watch your cheek all the time to see if your tongue is moving. If I thinkyou are not licking then I will beat your balls right away."

Kelly did just what she said she would do. She took off her other sneakerand opened the laces wide. She then pointed the inside of the shoe at my faceand rammed it over my nose and mouth. My nose was way up toward the front ofthe shoe where the smelliest area was and my tongue forced against the insidebottom. Kelly then pulled the laces around my head and tied it tightly behindmy head, binding the inside of the shoe to my face.

"With the sex treat I am about to give you Dave trust me you will be breathingdeeply", Kelly said with a laugh."

Kelly laughed as she saw how I was trying to hold my breath but of courseafter a bit I had to breathe and the stench that assaulted my nose was reallybeyond description.

With a smile Kelly then got naked and to my great joy loosened the rubberband on my cock ring so I would be able to come. She smiled and sat on my legsand took the nipple clamps off and started to lick my nipples. That felt incredibleand instantly I had a huge erection. "Fuck time Dave" Kelly said and spreadher pussy and lowered it on my cock.

Kelly was a tease even when fucking. She would pump my cock a few times andthen lie still and remind me to lick the sneaker. I wanted to come so badlyI could have died and despite myself I was licking the inside of that stenchfilled sneaker like it was the sexiest thing in the world. Kelly kept thisup for about ten minutes and the finally pumped and rode my cock to the mostthunderous orgasm I have ever had in my life.