As the night progressed I kept flirting and dancing seeing where the night would take me I ended up staying until closing never thinking he would take me up on my flirting with him. He asked me if I wanted to go back to his place, I obliged in an instant.

He drove me back to his place which wasn’t far and he kept flirting with me on the way back telling me how cute I looked and how hot I’d look on my knees and just the sound of his voice telling me what he would do to me had me week at the knees my cock throbbing in my tight denim shorts.

He then pulled up on his drive and let me in the house and offered me a drink and a smoke. We sent and chilled smoking our cigs while he groped me and played with my body, telling me how much a cute little bitch I am and that he wanted to use and abuse me. I was hard horny and ready to go, ready to serve this god of a man.

He was still in his work uniform and still had those big black boots on I couldn’t help but stare at them which he saw and asked me if I liked his big manly boots I couldn’t help but nod in awe

“Why don’t you get on your knees slave” he said in a domineering voice, I shot at the chance and said yes sir. With that he then told me to strip fully naked so I would be exposed and so he could humiliate me further.

With his next instruction I began to kiss his boots, the leather was warm and I couldn’t help but nuzzle my face in them. He then lifted his booted foot up and told me to stick my tongue out and lick. I licked from heel to toe making sure my tongue got between the treads cleaning any muck and dirt from his alpha feet. He then switched to the other boot sliding it across my tongue.

Once master felt his boots were sufficiently clean, he pushed me down on the floor with the force of his strong thighs as he kicked my chest pushing me over. At this point I was laid there in the floor anticipating what he was going to do next to me. My dick was throbbing it was hard and dripping with Precum and twitching.

He circled round me, with every step I could hear his heavy boots hit the ground, especially when he walked near my head he was talking rhetorically at this poont “what am I going to do with you now faggot since you’ve licked my boots clean. Which drove me more wild.

“I know, I’m going to fucking stomp you into the ground and treat you like a doormat ” he exclaimed before stepping on to my chest and stomach. It was this moment in time when I knew this is where I belong, trampled underfoot the feet of a hot, muscular, sexy alpha man.

I could feel my ribs and guts being crushed under the sheer amount of weight and muscle this guy was packing and he wasn’t shy about walking all over me. He started off stepping on my chest walking in the spot shifting his weight between my stomach and chest, building up the pressure as he stood full weight on my chest. I struggled to breathe as he was crushing my ribs into my lungs he then progressed to stomping up and down on my stomach, getting more brutal, standing on it full weight and then stomping on it. He then winded me when he jumped up and down on my stomach, crushing my guts I was in agony and extacy, knowing that this was my rightful place beneath him.

“You enjoying that fucking faggot? Good because I’m only going to get more brutal” I gulped at the thought of him getting more brutal but at the same time I anticipated it. Master then stepped back on my chest but this time he put his booted foot directly on my face. “Lick it slave” I eagerly licked his boot lapping up whatever I could. Once master was happy with my boot kicking he stepped right on my face crushing it into the floor. He started off using my chest to stand on but stepping on my head with a little bit of pressure, he then amped it up by pushing my head to the side and walking over it, stepping full eight crushing my head under his godly boots as he stepped off me. Master then decided he wanted to walk the length of my body. Starting at my head, stomping it into the floor under his full weight then walking down my chest, to my stomach and then he stepped on my cock. It was heaven, feeling my dick try to twitch with master standing on it full weight.

He wanted to torture me some more though. He stepped off my dick and it sprung back up. It was slightly bruised and grazed from his boot treads.

“Spread your legs bitch boy” suddenly whack! He kicked me square in the balls, I could feel myself double over starting to tear up and then again another kick, over and over again, kicking and stomping on my worthless balls. I couldn’t help but wimpier and beg him to stop I was in agony while he laughed at me.

I felt liked a worthless doormat and I could tell he was enjoying beating me up, trampling me, taking out his frustrations by torturing me. He then told me to play with my dick to stroke it while he made me lay there in the floor and lick his boots again.

As I was licking away like a little bitch and jerking my dick he then without telling me stepped on my throat full weight might I add and I started to choke. He just stood there pushing all his weight down flexing his biceps as he choked me under his godly feet. I felt powerless. I was choking and coughing but I enjoyed it too much I kept wanking my cock. He enjoyed feeling my windpipe crushed under he’s big feet. I however couldn’t take it anymore and started to squirm under him which made him start to play with his dick in his pants.

After stepping off my throat I could feel the air rush back to my lungs. He then turned the tv on and made me crawl to the sofa and lay on my back. Taking his shirt off he then sat down and used my face as his foot rest. After a few minutes he clicked his fingers and made me lean up and unlace my boots with my teeth, with that he then pushed my head back down and pried his boot off using my head.

Masters socks looked magnificent sliding out of his boots they were white, or should I say once white as they were now dirty and had brown sweat stains outlining the shape of his big meaty feet. The smell was divine it wafted you my nostrils, the smell of a real mans feet, they were soaking with sweat, musky and stunk. I was in heaven when he smothered my face under them forcing me to inhale them and suffocate under the stink while he ignored me laying there as he flexed his smelly socked toes over my nose. After a while he took his socks off and told me to lick his soles. They were salty with his sweat I lapped you the sweat licking between his toes licking up any dirt and lint from between his toes making sure I licked them clean as he slid his soles across my tongue and face.

Master allowed me to wank my cock while I was laid there being his human foot rest, he found it amusing how horny I was for his feet. He told me to let him know when I was close to cumming as he had a special treat for me. I could hear him jerking off too, his deep masculine voice moaning in pleasure as worshiped his godly feet while he relaxed like a king with his slave at his feet.

I was getting close to cumming and I was eager to cum, I let master know that I was close then the next thing I know he stomped right on my stomach, he gave me a few jumps on my stomach making sure it hurt and then his special treat was due.

He got off me and told me to spread my legs again and then whack! Kicked me right in the balls again. He kept kicking and stomping on my balls as I jerked off I was in agony but I was so close to exploding. Master then shoved his socks in my mouth taped them in there shut and stepped right back on my throat again and stepped on my balls, crushing them between his sweaty toes he loved the feeling of my soft balls between his toes and feeling me choke and suffer with his other foot crushing my windpipe.

As I was about to pass out I shot my load all over his soles and toes and on my chest. He then took the sock gag out and made me lick my cum up from his alpha feet before making me service his dick.

At this point I was on all fours his cock down my throat gagging me while he put he’s feet up on my back I kept sucking and worshiping his thick meaty cock until he sprayed his thick creamy load down my throat then threw me back on the floor.

Kind regards

Bradley