by Ki Ji
I've always been into guys feet, socks in particular. I love dominant men that have power. My names Ted, and I'm gonna tell you about my senior year of high school.
My history teacher Mr. K was just wrapping up class while, as usual I couldn't stop staring down at his beat up shoes. It was another slow Friday and I had no after school plans as usual. Mr. K is about my height at 5'10 but a little bigger in weight but in shape. He had short blonde hair and bright blue eyes.
"Ted can I see you after class for a minute?" The bell rang and everyone left the class leaving just me and Mr. K.
Mr. K:"Ted you realise that you're failing this class right?"
Ted:"No"
Mr K: " should we call your parents up to talk about this?"
Ted: " they're out of town for the weekend"
Mr. K:"Interesting... Well the other teachers have told me that you have good grades in their classes so what is going on in here?"
Ted:"I don't know, maybe history just isn't my subject."
Mr. K puts his feet up on the desk "Well you usually seem pretty distracted in my class and..." Mr. K saw Ted staring down "eyes up here... Ted? Wait a second." Mr. K walked over to lock the door.
Mr. K: "Do you mind if I kick my shoes off?"
Ted: "No"
Mr. K kicked his shoes off and propped his size 12 feet up, the smell quickly filled the room and he noticed that I started shifting around in my seat. " So Ted? What would you say distracts you the most?" Mr. K said while wiggling his toes just a few feet from My face, knowing exactly what he's doing, taunting me with his smelly socks. "I don't know" I said, trying to avoid eye contact.
Mr. K: "sorry about the smell Ted, I haven't been able to change my socks all week."
Ted: " dont worry, it doesn't bother me"
"This doesn't bother you?" Mr k said as he pushes his toes up to my nose, forcing me to inhale the stench. "Yeah, keep smelling them , I noticed you staring at my feet all school year, I just waited for the right moment to get you down and under my feet. I wore these socks all week, to teach, to the gym, and to sleep, just for you."
Mr. K took off his tie and tied my hands together behind mychair. Mr. K then proceeded to pull out more sweaty socks "I've been making a sweaty sock collection all school year just for you, my dirty little slave." Mr. K proceeded to put them in his mouth and tape it shut , he then sat back and placed his sweaty socked feet onto my face "Now you can inhale the nasty scent of my feet whether you like it or not."
Mr. K picked up his running shoe "I've had this shoe for about 7 years and wear them almost every day" he tied the shoe to my face and sat back in his seat again. He pulled my pants and underpants down and then pulled off his long socks, Mr K pushed the head of my dick all the way to the toe of the sweaty sock and then slowly pulled it off, torturing me, leaving me screaming through my gag.
Mr. K repeated the torturing action with the sock for 30 minutes then finally showed some mercy. He placed his bare feet on my dick and slowly teased me to the edge of orgasm and stopped. He repeated this for 15 minutes while teasing with questions like "you wanna cum, don't you?" and saying things like "I always knew you were the faggot of the class" while laughing.
He finally let me cum, but the torture didn't stop there. Once I came he kept jerking me with his toes and it was pure torture, I was screaming through my gag and he couldn't care less. He finally stopped and said " well... That was good for today, you can stay here until I come back from my run in the morning, they'll be nice and fresh for you then, but I'll leave this here with you to keep you company." He attached a vibrator with a timer on it to make me orgasm every hour so I couldn't enjoy the smell of his feet until he got back in the morning. "This is gonna be a great weekend for you to earn extra credit."
