by Kyle
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It was my junior year in college when my grandfather passed away. He had lived a long and prosperous life. He was 75. Anyway I had to go to the will reading one afternoon. There I learned that in addition to an inheritance of over 25,000 dollars, I had also inherited Grandad's computer and all his computer stuff. Grandfather was one of the few older folks that had jumped on the technology bandwagon. He had his own web-run business up until he died. This meant I also inherited all of his nifty business software. I figured I probably would sell all of that stuff and keep the computer.
I had to meet with the lawyer after the will reading. He told me I would have to fulfill my grandfather's last wish before I could collect my inheritance. My grandfather had specifically requested that all his hard drive and all his floppy disks be erased and cleaned out. I thought this was a particularly unusual request but told the lawyer I would comply. The lawyer said the one catch was that I would promise not to access any of the files for penalty of losing the second half of the inheritance, 1 million dollars. I could not believe this, my grandfather was a millionaire. No one else must have known at the will reading. Now I had a chance to collect his secret fortune. What I could do with a million!
I came home and unloaded my grandfather's computer down on my work table in my dorm room. I knew that I would definitely be upgrading my living quarters soon with my initial inheritance. I decided to start clearing out all of grandfather's old files. I started with the hard drive. Easy enough. Then came the disks. I however became curious. What could my grandfather be hiding? The first of about a hundred disks revealed very little except business information. The next few were unusual. It looked like they contained some kind of word files. I opened several of the files to reveal what appeared to be stories of some kind. So I decided to read one of them. To my surprise it had a foot fetish story line. Foot worship, humiliation, and domination were among the many stories and pics I found saved to my grandfather's many disks. I had looked at about eight disks when there was a knock on the door. It was one of the Resident Advisors, - I had a call on the phone. Without thinking of removing the disk from the computer, I went down the hall to take the call. It turns out it was the lawyer and he wanted to know if I had started the deletion of the hard drive and disks. I replied that I had and that it was going fine. He asked me if I had looked at any of the files. I answered no. He responded with a sigh of relief. He told me he knew that my grandfather picked the right person to handle this. I told him that was a nice thing to hear. He then proceeded to give me the directions on how to collect the million. I would bring the computer and the disks to his office on Monday morning to verify that everything had been erased. After that I would receive my first inheritance check of 125,000 dollars.
I could not wait! I headed back to the dorm room to find the door ajar. Oh my god! Did I leave that story up on the screen? I burst into the room to find my roommate Derrick reading the story. He looked over at me as soon as I came into the room.
" What the hell is this?" he asked, looking disgusted at what he was reading.
"It is my grandfather's computer, I just inherited it." I said trying to feign ignorance.
" No dork, I mean this story its disgusting. It talks about guys licking and worshipping other guys feet." He said
"What are you talking about?" I asked trying to feign ignorance.
" You like this shit don't ya?" he asked.
"No, this is my grandfather's." I pleaded.
"Yeah right, I think their are going to be some changes around here from now on. It is going to start right now. We are going to see how much you like feet." He popped the disk out of the drive. "Get over here and remove my shoes. My feet are killing me after being at the gym. You are going to massage them, that is unless you want everyone in the frat house to see this stuff." he said sadistically. He had me trapped. I bowed down by his worn-out sneakers and started to unlace them. His feet smelled awful and I assumed that he had worn the same socks for several days. I began giving him a foot massage and he just moaned in pure ecstasy. I was embarrassed and a tad humiliated. Here I was at the feet of one of my college roommates. After a while he stuck his feet in my face and rested them there. I did not argue as I did not have much choice. I had to get that disk back or else.
I cut class later that week in hopes of finding where he might have hidden the disk. I tore apart our room but no luck whatsoever. I looked down at my watch to discover in horror that it was nearly 3 o'clock, Derrick would be home at any minute. If he found the room like this he would be infuriated with me. I tried to clean up but just as I began the door began to unlock and their Derrick walked in with several friends. He had a look of shock on his cute face.
"What the hell are you doing? Looking for the disk, aren't you? Well it is not on campus and besides I have several copies of it now. I went through the other disks and discovered you had more of this shit." I stared on in helplessness. How could I have been so stupid? I did not erase the other disks. Now Derrick's jock buddies all looked on with devilish shit-eating grins on their faces. They apparently knew now too. Needless to say it was not long before they were inflicting punishment on me. I was stepped on, kicked, and forced to smell three smelly pairs of feet. Not only that but they used me as a footrest for the rest of their visit. I was pretty bruised and battered by the time I kissed their feet and put their shoes on before they left.
Later that night I pleaded with Derrick to give me the disks. I tried not mentioning the part about the money, but it looked like I would have too. He was shocked. "You mean you will inherit money if all of these disks are destroyed by Monday?" he asked looking amazed.
"Yes, I will get my first inheritance check of 125,000 dollars" I said.
"Ok, you win but I have to find a way to keep my little foot slave under my sweaty size tens while still collecting my share of the money." said Derrick. That night Derrick spent the evening catching me on Polaroid in some rather compromising positions most of which were at his smelly feet. We ironed out a deal that would give him my first inheritance check. That Monday everything went smoothly. I returned all the deleted disks and got my first payment. Unfortunately I had to hand it over to Derrick. We cashed the check and deposited it in his account Monday afternoon. Then we returned to the dorm room were his friends were waiting. They celebrated Derrick's new found fortune while kicking me around the room. The last two years of college were spent attending to Derrick's every need. I swear I spent almost every night giving him a foot massage, being his footstool, or just licking his feet after a workout. It was degrading and humiliating but I sort of got aroused after awhile, which is sort of scary. At the end of our senior year Derrick burned the compromising photos as promised. I was free but always wondered in the back of my mind if he had kept some of them. I just got a call from Derrick the other day. It has been ten years since college. He wants to meet up to reminisce about the old times and he also had some pictures he wanted to show me.
