John and Jake 2
After dinner we had a quick toilet break before we went to bed. I had to sleep on the floor again. I found out that John's mom was called Samantha but I will just call her Mrs. Clark. She informed us that we could sleep untied but we had to be gagged. Jenna offered her pink socks from earlier. One sock each was stuffed into our mouths before Mrs. Clark plastered our mouths with strips of duct tape. “That gag stays on until tomorrow. If I hear just a single sound or catch you touching that gag, you will be bound every single night.” Every single night? How many nights was I supposed to be there. I calmed myself down by the thought that mom would pick me up the next day and enjoyed the night without being tied up.
I woke up the next morning pretty early. I was just sleeping on a blanket and this sock in my mouth was still tasting disgusting. It felt so weird chewing on that dirty sock with my hands untied. But I was too scared to remove that gag. I just waited for anyone to wake up.
The first one who showed up was Mrs. Clark, holding a phone in her hand. “Hello sweethearts. I hope you had a good night. Jake, could you dial your moms number?” I did as she told me, not knowing what her intentions were.
“Thank you. And keep that gag on until I say so, is that clear?” I nodded ashamed. I could hear Mrs. Clark talking but I couldn’t understand what about. She came back 5 minutes later.
“Alright, Jake. I’ve got good news for you. Your mom is going to pick you up tomorrow afternoon, so you can stay here one more day. She also said that you can spend more weekends here. Don’t worry, I will tell her what we do with you here soon enough, but first we make this a weekend thing only.”
I moaned into my gag as I heard this. I didn’t fully understand what she said at the end but I didn’t care. I just wanted to get home and tell my mom. But now I was trapped one more day here.
The gags were taken off and John and me could have a breakfast and a toilet break. After that we were bound again with wrists and elbows behind our backs and ankles and knees tied together. Mrs. Clark grabbed a handful of her worn nylons and stuffed them in our mouths and wrapped duct tape around it to finish it off. Then we were left alone again. Not even one hour later Mrs. Clark came back with another women in the same age.
“So that’s him? Nice little boy.” The woman said.
“Jake, this is my sister Ashley. Ashley this is Jake.” Mrs. Clark introduced us. Ashley looked similar to Mrs. Clark. I couldn’t tell which one was the older one or which one was more beautiful. They didn’t look the same but they were both good looking women though.
“Yes, Ashley” Mrs. Clark started to talk. “Since Jake will be here more often from now on, I am afraid that me and Jenna can't supply enough worn nylons and socks for two mouths. I mean, I have to wear them at least two or three days for the aroma and I am already wearing multiple nylons at once and I even wear my warm winter boots in the spring but there are six nylons in their mouths each and I have to change their gags this evening again.”
“Yeah, I can understand your problem.” Ashley said. She walked towards and looking down to me with an evil smile. She wore some black tights as she pressed her foot on my face with my nose right between her toes. The smell was horrible.
“Don’t worry. I will store my worn nylons and socks for you. Or what do you think?” She asked my while robbing her foot on my face.
“MMMMPPPHH” I moaned into my gag.
“Oh shut up. That gag is there for a reason.”
Mrs. Clark laid John down next to me and both women sat down in John's bed and had a chat. All the time Ashley had her nylon covered feet in my face, forcing me to smell them. Mrs. Clark had her black socked feet in her sons face.
After one or two hours they left us alone. But it wasn’t long before Jenna stopped by. She still wore her cheerleading outfit which was a blue and white top with same colored skirt, a pair of very shiny and thick tights, white socks and some rather old looking trainers. She sat down on the bed as well. While she untied her shoelaces she was complaining about her day. “Boys I can tell you, having a two hour cheerleading workout in the sun at almost 70 degrees is no fun.” As she took off her shoes a musty stench hit my nose. “You see these. We have to wear those thick and warm trainers, a pair of thick socks and thick tights underneath. I think I sweat more on my feet than on the rest of my body.” She slowly placed one foot each on our faces. I watched this wet and brown coloured dirty sole slowly lowering on my face. The smell got stronger and stronger until my nose was buried in her toe section. The smell was awful. It was even hard to breath through the fabric since her socks and tights were so wet. John was enduring this as if it was nothing special. I had to take very deep breath to catch enough air so the smell was overwhelmingly awful.
“MMMPPHH” I moaned into my gag, trying to move my head away from her putrid foot.
“Stop squirming you loser. I was working my ass off while you guy were just laying around lazy in this nice room with air con. So now shut up and take deep breaths. I want to feel the fresh air floating between my toes.”
I was quiet after that and took deep breaths. She played on her phone while we smelled her feet for the next half an hour. After her socks dried up a bit, it was a bit easier to breath but the smell was still the same. When Jenna had enough she took off her socks and placed one each on our noses.
“She looked me in the eyes from above, her long brown hair were falling in my face. She came quite close and told me quietly but seriously: “And don’t you dare to push that sock off. That stays right where it is and you keep smelling my sock. Is that clear?”
I didn’t want to nod and risk to move that sock around so I just agreed with an “mmph”.
“Good. See you later then.”
Jenna took on her trainers, still wearing her tights. “I going out for a run now. One of you will be the lucky one to get gagged with these tights for the night. But until that, enjoy my socks guys.” She left us alone. I could easily turn my head to the site and the sock would fall off, but I was too scared. I was hoping not to be gagged with her tights for the night and I was sure if I dropped that sock, she would definitely gag me with those, or even worse. I didn’t want to find out so I kept filtering my air through her rancid socks.
No one came to check on us the next hours. Having this sock on my nose was like an extra bond. I didn’t dare to move at all, not wanting to lose that sock by accident. It was very hard, laying there for hours and hours without moving at all. My mouth was still full with worn nylons and the taste and the smell I had to endure were so disgusting.
We were finally released for dinner. It felt so nice to spit out this huge wad of nylon when Mrs. Clark removed our gags. We have been gagged for nine hours in a row. After dinner and toilet break we could watch some TV. Mrs. Clark didn’t tie us up thankfully but still made sure we were gagged. She stuffed Jenna's Cheerleading socks that had been on our noses during the day in our mouths. One sock each and tape made an effective gag.
Mrs. Clark saw my disgusted expression when she taped my mouth. “Don’t worry. You will get used to it.” she said. As long as we didn’t make a peep we could watch TV untied. The fun was over around nine. Time for bed. This time Jenna made us ready for bed. She still wore her tights and trainers. I couldn’t imagine the smell by now.
Jenna tied us up really tight. She used a whole lot of rope to tie our wrists, elbows, ankles and knees. For the final touch she even tied our feet to our elbows, forcing us in an incredibly tight hogtie. We still were gagged with her sock and tape but as she promised one of us had to be gagged with her tights. She slowly peeled off her shoes from her feet and let us smell her foot a bit, giving us a demonstration of the stench. The smell was very strong. It burned in my nose which caused me to cough.
“So who wants to be gagged with those?” John stayed calm but I shooked my head and moaned into my gag.
“What? You don’t want to have these in your mouth? Why not? They smell sooo nice.”
“MMMMMPPPhhh” I kept screaming in my gag. Her disgusting sock in my mouth was already enough.
“Ahh I know why. You think that John might be jealous of you if I gag you with them. Such a good boy. But don’t worry. We have been doing this to John for the last year. He has to learn how to share. And we will keep doing this at least until he is 18, maybe even longer? Who knows. So I think this time you can have the honor to taste my delicious tights.”
I kept moaning into my gag. “I don’t want to hear a single sound when I remove your gag. You gonna be a good boy and open your mouth wide for me and don’t make a peep. Is that understood?” I settled down again, accepted my faith and nodded in agreement. Jenna took off her hotpants and tights. She now only stood in a shirt and panties in front of us. I had to admit that she was a very beautiful girl. Her Legs were so smooth and trained. But I expected something else when I thought of a beautiful girl standing half naked in front of me. At least I wouldn’t be sucking on her dirty sock.
She removed the tape from my mouth and I got to spit out her sock. Then I did as she said and opened my mouth as wide as I could. Jenna took the foot parts of the tights and stuffed them in first, making sure they were touching my tongue. Then she stuffed the rest of the tights into my mouth, filling out my cheeks and everything. My mouth was so full. I could feel how slimy the foot part was. Jenna grabbed a roll of tape and wrapped it all the way around my head for about ten times.
“Perfect. Nice and quiet. And how do they taste? Good?” I shooked my head no.
“Aww and I worked out so hard in them. Well, too bad. You will just have to deal with it until tomorrow morning. Have a good night guys.”
We were left alone, me on the blanket on the floor again, heavily hogtied with ropes cutting into my skin and sucking on Jenna's worn tights or sock, trapped behind a wall of tape. There was nothing we could do but lay there and munch on that sock or tights. Screaming was useless. No one would have heard my cries with that gag on, except Mrs. Clark or Jenna maybe, and they definitely wouldn’t wanna help. So I tried to make myself for the last night as comfortable as possible. Eventually I fell asleep but probably not before four or five in the morning.
Mrs. Clark came in the next morning to untie us. We mmphed and pointed to our mouths.
"I'm feeling a little generous this morning so go ahead and remove your gags."
We unrolled the tape and ripped it off. John spit out Jenna's sock and I was so relieved when I was able to spit out her nasty tights. We got to eat and use the bathroom.
"I would really love another foot massage" she said after breakfast. We groaned but she said its that or be tied up again.
She sat on the living room couch and raised her feet and we each took one and started rubbing her soles. She was wearing new stockings that already stunk. We rubbed them for 30 minutes before she asked us to suck her toes again.
I took her salty toes in my mouth and sucked the sweat of our her nylon. She took them off after a while so we could suck each toe individually. I wound up swallowing something between her toes and I instantly gagged.
"Oops. Did you swallow a little of my toe cheese? I guess that's another taste you will have to get used to."
We sucked her toes and even kissed and licked her soles until she told us we could stop. I couldn't get the taste of her sweaty feet out of my mouth. And we got another taste when she decided to gag us with more worn nylons and tape wrapped arounds our mouths and heads. She was going to let us watch TV but Jenna was home and she came in and told Mrs. Clark my mom had called and she was coming early.
We went upstairs where Jenna helped Mrs. Clark tie us hand and foot. She asked Jenna to keep an eye on us while she talked to my mom downstairs. "Don't make a peep or else I'll add some more worn nylons to the collection."
I woke up the next morning pretty early. I was just sleeping on a blanket and this sock in my mouth was still tasting disgusting. It felt so weird chewing on that dirty sock with my hands untied. But I was too scared to remove that gag. I just waited for anyone to wake up.
The first one who showed up was Mrs. Clark, holding a phone in her hand. “Hello sweethearts. I hope you had a good night. Jake, could you dial your moms number?” I did as she told me, not knowing what her intentions were.
“Thank you. And keep that gag on until I say so, is that clear?” I nodded ashamed. I could hear Mrs. Clark talking but I couldn’t understand what about. She came back 5 minutes later.
“Alright, Jake. I’ve got good news for you. Your mom is going to pick you up tomorrow afternoon, so you can stay here one more day. She also said that you can spend more weekends here. Don’t worry, I will tell her what we do with you here soon enough, but first we make this a weekend thing only.”
I moaned into my gag as I heard this. I didn’t fully understand what she said at the end but I didn’t care. I just wanted to get home and tell my mom. But now I was trapped one more day here.
The gags were taken off and John and me could have a breakfast and a toilet break. After that we were bound again with wrists and elbows behind our backs and ankles and knees tied together. Mrs. Clark grabbed a handful of her worn nylons and stuffed them in our mouths and wrapped duct tape around it to finish it off. Then we were left alone again. Not even one hour later Mrs. Clark came back with another women in the same age.
“So that’s him? Nice little boy.” The woman said.
“Jake, this is my sister Ashley. Ashley this is Jake.” Mrs. Clark introduced us. Ashley looked similar to Mrs. Clark. I couldn’t tell which one was the older one or which one was more beautiful. They didn’t look the same but they were both good looking women though.
“Yes, Ashley” Mrs. Clark started to talk. “Since Jake will be here more often from now on, I am afraid that me and Jenna can't supply enough worn nylons and socks for two mouths. I mean, I have to wear them at least two or three days for the aroma and I am already wearing multiple nylons at once and I even wear my warm winter boots in the spring but there are six nylons in their mouths each and I have to change their gags this evening again.”
“Yeah, I can understand your problem.” Ashley said. She walked towards and looking down to me with an evil smile. She wore some black tights as she pressed her foot on my face with my nose right between her toes. The smell was horrible.
“Don’t worry. I will store my worn nylons and socks for you. Or what do you think?” She asked my while robbing her foot on my face.
“MMMMPPPHH” I moaned into my gag.
“Oh shut up. That gag is there for a reason.”
Mrs. Clark laid John down next to me and both women sat down in John's bed and had a chat. All the time Ashley had her nylon covered feet in my face, forcing me to smell them. Mrs. Clark had her black socked feet in her sons face.
After one or two hours they left us alone. But it wasn’t long before Jenna stopped by. She still wore her cheerleading outfit which was a blue and white top with same colored skirt, a pair of very shiny and thick tights, white socks and some rather old looking trainers. She sat down on the bed as well. While she untied her shoelaces she was complaining about her day. “Boys I can tell you, having a two hour cheerleading workout in the sun at almost 70 degrees is no fun.” As she took off her shoes a musty stench hit my nose. “You see these. We have to wear those thick and warm trainers, a pair of thick socks and thick tights underneath. I think I sweat more on my feet than on the rest of my body.” She slowly placed one foot each on our faces. I watched this wet and brown coloured dirty sole slowly lowering on my face. The smell got stronger and stronger until my nose was buried in her toe section. The smell was awful. It was even hard to breath through the fabric since her socks and tights were so wet. John was enduring this as if it was nothing special. I had to take very deep breath to catch enough air so the smell was overwhelmingly awful.
“MMMPPHH” I moaned into my gag, trying to move my head away from her putrid foot.
“Stop squirming you loser. I was working my ass off while you guy were just laying around lazy in this nice room with air con. So now shut up and take deep breaths. I want to feel the fresh air floating between my toes.”
I was quiet after that and took deep breaths. She played on her phone while we smelled her feet for the next half an hour. After her socks dried up a bit, it was a bit easier to breath but the smell was still the same. When Jenna had enough she took off her socks and placed one each on our noses.
“She looked me in the eyes from above, her long brown hair were falling in my face. She came quite close and told me quietly but seriously: “And don’t you dare to push that sock off. That stays right where it is and you keep smelling my sock. Is that clear?”
I didn’t want to nod and risk to move that sock around so I just agreed with an “mmph”.
“Good. See you later then.”
Jenna took on her trainers, still wearing her tights. “I going out for a run now. One of you will be the lucky one to get gagged with these tights for the night. But until that, enjoy my socks guys.” She left us alone. I could easily turn my head to the site and the sock would fall off, but I was too scared. I was hoping not to be gagged with her tights for the night and I was sure if I dropped that sock, she would definitely gag me with those, or even worse. I didn’t want to find out so I kept filtering my air through her rancid socks.
No one came to check on us the next hours. Having this sock on my nose was like an extra bond. I didn’t dare to move at all, not wanting to lose that sock by accident. It was very hard, laying there for hours and hours without moving at all. My mouth was still full with worn nylons and the taste and the smell I had to endure were so disgusting.
We were finally released for dinner. It felt so nice to spit out this huge wad of nylon when Mrs. Clark removed our gags. We have been gagged for nine hours in a row. After dinner and toilet break we could watch some TV. Mrs. Clark didn’t tie us up thankfully but still made sure we were gagged. She stuffed Jenna's Cheerleading socks that had been on our noses during the day in our mouths. One sock each and tape made an effective gag.
Mrs. Clark saw my disgusted expression when she taped my mouth. “Don’t worry. You will get used to it.” she said. As long as we didn’t make a peep we could watch TV untied. The fun was over around nine. Time for bed. This time Jenna made us ready for bed. She still wore her tights and trainers. I couldn’t imagine the smell by now.
Jenna tied us up really tight. She used a whole lot of rope to tie our wrists, elbows, ankles and knees. For the final touch she even tied our feet to our elbows, forcing us in an incredibly tight hogtie. We still were gagged with her sock and tape but as she promised one of us had to be gagged with her tights. She slowly peeled off her shoes from her feet and let us smell her foot a bit, giving us a demonstration of the stench. The smell was very strong. It burned in my nose which caused me to cough.
“So who wants to be gagged with those?” John stayed calm but I shooked my head and moaned into my gag.
“What? You don’t want to have these in your mouth? Why not? They smell sooo nice.”
“MMMMMPPPhhh” I kept screaming in my gag. Her disgusting sock in my mouth was already enough.
“Ahh I know why. You think that John might be jealous of you if I gag you with them. Such a good boy. But don’t worry. We have been doing this to John for the last year. He has to learn how to share. And we will keep doing this at least until he is 18, maybe even longer? Who knows. So I think this time you can have the honor to taste my delicious tights.”
I kept moaning into my gag. “I don’t want to hear a single sound when I remove your gag. You gonna be a good boy and open your mouth wide for me and don’t make a peep. Is that understood?” I settled down again, accepted my faith and nodded in agreement. Jenna took off her hotpants and tights. She now only stood in a shirt and panties in front of us. I had to admit that she was a very beautiful girl. Her Legs were so smooth and trained. But I expected something else when I thought of a beautiful girl standing half naked in front of me. At least I wouldn’t be sucking on her dirty sock.
She removed the tape from my mouth and I got to spit out her sock. Then I did as she said and opened my mouth as wide as I could. Jenna took the foot parts of the tights and stuffed them in first, making sure they were touching my tongue. Then she stuffed the rest of the tights into my mouth, filling out my cheeks and everything. My mouth was so full. I could feel how slimy the foot part was. Jenna grabbed a roll of tape and wrapped it all the way around my head for about ten times.
“Perfect. Nice and quiet. And how do they taste? Good?” I shooked my head no.
“Aww and I worked out so hard in them. Well, too bad. You will just have to deal with it until tomorrow morning. Have a good night guys.”
We were left alone, me on the blanket on the floor again, heavily hogtied with ropes cutting into my skin and sucking on Jenna's worn tights or sock, trapped behind a wall of tape. There was nothing we could do but lay there and munch on that sock or tights. Screaming was useless. No one would have heard my cries with that gag on, except Mrs. Clark or Jenna maybe, and they definitely wouldn’t wanna help. So I tried to make myself for the last night as comfortable as possible. Eventually I fell asleep but probably not before four or five in the morning.
Mrs. Clark came in the next morning to untie us. We mmphed and pointed to our mouths.
"I'm feeling a little generous this morning so go ahead and remove your gags."
We unrolled the tape and ripped it off. John spit out Jenna's sock and I was so relieved when I was able to spit out her nasty tights. We got to eat and use the bathroom.
"I would really love another foot massage" she said after breakfast. We groaned but she said its that or be tied up again.
She sat on the living room couch and raised her feet and we each took one and started rubbing her soles. She was wearing new stockings that already stunk. We rubbed them for 30 minutes before she asked us to suck her toes again.
I took her salty toes in my mouth and sucked the sweat of our her nylon. She took them off after a while so we could suck each toe individually. I wound up swallowing something between her toes and I instantly gagged.
"Oops. Did you swallow a little of my toe cheese? I guess that's another taste you will have to get used to."
We sucked her toes and even kissed and licked her soles until she told us we could stop. I couldn't get the taste of her sweaty feet out of my mouth. And we got another taste when she decided to gag us with more worn nylons and tape wrapped arounds our mouths and heads. She was going to let us watch TV but Jenna was home and she came in and told Mrs. Clark my mom had called and she was coming early.
We went upstairs where Jenna helped Mrs. Clark tie us hand and foot. She asked Jenna to keep an eye on us while she talked to my mom downstairs. "Don't make a peep or else I'll add some more worn nylons to the collection."
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