The vibrator drained me all night and I couldn't sleep because of it. The sock in my mouth dried out my tongue. The next morning Mr. K walked back into the room. He was sweaty from running and said "I hope you like feet extra sweaty Ted, because these are ready for you." Mr. K took the shoe off of my face and I spit out the sock. "Aww Ted, you poor little mouth must be so dry, maybe my sweat can help moisturise it, stick out your tongue." I stuck my tongue out and Mr. K started rubbing his sweaty socks on my tongue, it was painful because of how dry my tongue was. He could see the pain in my face and laughed.
"Thirsty Ted?"
"Yes sir"
"Okay, I guess you earned it." Mr k picked up his sweaty shoe and poured water into it "open up" he made me drink the water out of his nasty shoe, it was so nasty I almost threw up. I spit it out and Mr. K started pouring more water into the shoe " you're going to take this whether you like it or not" he poured more into my mouth then taped it shut. I struggled to swallow but I did eventually. "Good boy" said Mr. K.
"Time for some fun" Mr. K said before putting a fresh sweat sock in my mouth and taped it in. He then sat back and pinched my nose shut with his toes , after 30 seconds I was begging for air and he let go and pushed my nose between his sweaty socked toes. I was drained and not in the mood for more feet so this was pure torture as the smell actually made me feel sick because I was not horny.
"Still like feet bitch?" I had tears coming from my eyes from the rotten smell of his toes. As much as I love his feet I was too drained to feel pleasure from any of this. After a while my dick started getting hard and he noticed and said "This is an extra credit assignment Ted, not a pleasure session for you, you will suffer" he started turned on the vibrator until I came again and then continued to make me smell his socks. I knew that I was at his mercy for the weekend and had no say in anything so I endured the torture.
There was a knock on the door and Mr. K opened it, it was Mr. Martin, the Spanish teacher, he always had his shoes off in class. I sat near his desk and could smell them from there. I tried to beg Mr. Martin for help but then he said "so, Ted, in to feet huh? I knew you looked down a little too much in my class mijo."
At that point I knew I was screwed, I was drained and Mr. K's punishment was torture enough, but knowing Mr. Martin who was also the soccer coach, I was in for even more trouble because his feet had to stink. He removed his shoes and pulled his feet up saying "ugh, I just played a scrimmage with my team and these are smelling terrible" I could smell them even from 3 feet away.
Mr. Martin extended his legs and made me smell his feet. I was overwhelmed as Mr. Martins foot stench assaulted my nostrils. "We should test him Mr. K" said Mr. Martin. "What do you mean?"
"We ask him questions, and everyone he gets right, he gets extra credit, get one wrong, and punishment"
"Sounds like fun, I'll start us off" Mr. K pulled the gag out and asked "which president was married to one of his cousins" I had no idea but guessed "John Kennedy?" Mr. K smirked "wrong!" Him and Mr. Martin put me down on the ground and tied me down. Mr. K stood over me and placed his socked foot over my nose and made me sniff.
Mr. Martin then said "my turn, ask me what I'm doing in Spanish" I had no idea "uhh"
"Too late!" Mr. Martin then stood on my stomach while Mr. K stood on my face, I was struggling to breathe and every breathe came through the sweaty socked toes of Mr. K.
"I think it's time to wrap it up" said Mr. K, he gagged me with another sock and attached the vibrator with a timer back to my penis , but this time he put headphones on me playing his voice in a hypnotising tone, him and Mr. Martin turned off the light and left me alone to be hypnotised by Mr. K's voice and socks
