I rented it and mainly stayed to myself, downloaded foot fetish videos’, made DVD’s of them to watch. About six month ago I started staying with a friend of mine that was disabled, but continued to pay my rent and kept my belongings at home. I’d go home once in a while to make sure I still had a place which my roommate was remodeling her trailer. The guy she hired was a friend of hers and he did the work on a daily basis when she could come up with the supplies and materials. I didn’t think much about it and continued taking care of my friend. She said that she was going to visit family for a month and if I would be around to watch the place. She also said that her friend James was going to be coming and going to work on the trailer, and will sometimes spend the night on the sofa bed. I really had no problems with it because like I said I stayed in my room most of the time.

About a week after my roommate left, James and a friend was in the living room watching t v. By then it was late and I was almost asleep, when the door opened up and the light caught my eyes. I couldn’t tell what was going on until I was able to focus my eyes and saw both James and his friend standing by the side of the bed looking down at me. I started to jump up and shout “what the F#$%# are you doing here,” when they kicked me back down on the bed and said, “Shut up, you pervert, we saw your videos and we are here to show you how to take care of real men.” They both had one foot on me keeping me from getting up, then they grabbed me, pulled me down on the floor, turned me on my back, then they both sat on the bed placing both pairs of feet on top of me. I wriggled around trying to escape, but they were to powerful, and I was not all the way awake.

They turned on the television and DVD player which already had one of my foot fetish videos. As they watched the videos all I could do is look at their big feet, strong legs, and hope they don’t hurt me. “So you like to have men force you to submit to their feet, do you?” James said in a sarcastic voice. At first I didn’t answer and that’s when he kicked me and said, “Answer me, or else.” I said, “Yes, I do.” He shouted, “Louder, and yes sir.” I shouted “Yes sir, I do.” “That’s better” as he softly tapped his foot on my chest. They both proceeded to take off their shoes and I caught the scent of what seemed to be socks that have been worn for days if not weeks.

I had a feeling that they were planning this for a long time by the way their socks smelled. Even with the raunchy smell, I still couldn’t help but get excited over the smell and having two dominant men over me. James placed on foot on my face and told me to inhale as deep as I can and don’t hold back or I would get kicked. I breathed the smell in so deep and long I thought I was going to faint. As they continued to watch the videos they took turns putting each foot on my face getting pleasure from rubbing them in my face. After about an hour, the first DVD was completed, James got up and looked through the DVD’s. There were some of them that were about masters making their slaves give them blow jobs, after worshiping their feet, but they were unmarked as to hide the contents. James took one of them and put it in the player, came back over to sit down, and placed both socked feet on my face. I knew that these next three weeks were going to be something out of my control, and could only imagine how it would end. The first video to play was about a male worshiping a pair of socked feet, and then the master grabbed his head and pulled it up into his crotch. He then proceeded to rub the bulge in his pants all in the face of his slave, then forced him to unbutton and unzipped his pants with his teeth.

I don’t think they were expecting this type of video, because they looked at each other and shook their heads in a yes fashion. They second guy, which I found out his name was John, grabbed my head and pulled it to his crotch, then proceeded to rub my face in it. Both guys were in their mid 30’s, both tall with size 12 to size 14 feet. Their boots were worn from walking a lot as if to be living on the streets. That’s probably why they were staying here more that they should have. He then unbutton and unzipped his pants and pulled them down to his knees which all I saw was white briefs with the biggest bulge I have ever seen. I was stunned to see that his dick looked like at least size nine to ten inches and thick. The shock wore off when he grabbed my head and pushed it against his bulging cock twisting back and forth against my face.

After about ten minutes he said, “Pull the shorts off with your teeth, and do it now.” I said, “Yes sir,” and proceeded to pull his white shorts off with my teeth. When I got them off down to his balls the cock sprung down and hit me in the head. John said, “Look at that, I think he might have gotten some brain damage from hitting his head.” They were both laughing out loud when he pulled my head back until my face was staring up at him and said, “You are going to be ours for the next three weeks, and if you don’t then we will show your roommate the videos.” He continued by saying, “We will make sure you are kicked out of here, then we can move in, but until then we will live here and you will serve us as your masters, do you understand?”

At this point I knew that I had no other choice but to say, “Yes sir, I understand.” “Great, then open your mouth and take my dick in your mouth like a good slave,” he said with a stern voice of authority. I opened my mouth as wide as I can to get every inch of it in my mouth, until it was completely inside. He began moving my head up and down slowly as I sucked as hard as I can to make him happy. I knew that the only way to survive these next three weeks was to make them happy doing whatever they decided. In what seemed forever, he started moving my head up and down, faster and faster until it was like a jack hammer chiseling away on concrete. Finally he froze, stretches his legs out, held my head down on his cock, and squirted his juice in my mouth. All I can feel was the stream hitting my throat with no other option than to swallow it all.

I ended up swallowing more loads when he just relaxed while keeping my head pushed down in his crotch. He rubbed my head for a while and said, ‘Get on your knees and thank you master for the privilege of worshiping him.” I got on my knees and said, “Thank you master for the privilege of making you happy.” By then James had his pants and underwear down showing his big hard cock, looking at me sadistically saying, “Come over here slave and take care of your other master.” I then knew where my place was and who my masters were, so I went over, opened my mouth, and took his big cock inside my mouth and began sucking it. Before tonight I have never sucked cock before and didn’t even think about it. Now it was my second one which I moved my head back and forth making sure my tongue ran along his huge shaft. He pushed his hips upward to make his cock go farther into my mouth while slapping me on the back of my head. He said, “Suck that bitch like you never sucked before.” He moaned and moaned then kept on saying things like, “We are going to teach you how to suck cock the right way.” “You will be begging us to feed you our cocks and worship our stinky socked feet.” He also said, “Shake your head if you like your new masters.” I shook my head yes which they both roared out with laughter. After a while, he stiffened up and shot two loads down my throat which I swallowed both with no problem. After a few minutes he told me to lay on my back as they both continued to place their socked feet on my face, taking turns one pair at a time.

They continued to watch some of the unmarked videos to get an idea of what they are going to make me do. Some of the videos were about two masters and their male friends coming together for a party. Another video showed the masters passing the slave around to friends for a few hours at a time. The last video show the master taking his slave on a collar to the leather bar, making him crawl on his hands and knees licking and sniffing the boots and socks of bar customers. So I was just imagining what they were going to have me do in the next few weeks, but I had no choice but to obey them both. They were my masters for now and my job was to be grateful that I still had a place to live, so I just lay on the floor with their socked feet on my face until they both fell asleep.

I laid their all night with a big smile on my face, two pairs of socked feet, and wondering what my next tasks would be.

Stay tuned for part two