Andy and Thomas 20

The last few weeks of summer went by fast. Every week Rosie and Katie came by to paint our fingers and toes. Every day we woke up bound and gagged to Rob tickling our nylon feet. Every day we changed into a new dress and pantyhose.

We cleaned up the house every day wearing our shoes that Mrs. G bought us. We were usually gagged to silence our protests. Sometimes she would let us watch TV but we were always tied up and gagged on the couch.

A few days before summer was over Mrs. G had a gift for us. The gift was that we could earn our freedom and enjoy the last few days of summer if we worshipped her feet again. We weren't looking forward to it but we just accepted it was our only chance to enjoy the last days of summer.

We bowed at her feet in the living room and planted kisses all over her nylon feet.
"Kiss my soles" she said and raised her feet in our faces.
"Don't forget the arches" she said and we kissed her arches.
"Now lick from my heels to my toes."
We licked her feet up and down, top to bottom until her foot sweat was replaced with our saliva.

She wiggled her toes in our faces to let us know what to do next. We sucked the sweat out of her nylon covered toes. Then she took her stockings off and spread her toes.
"Lunch time" she taunted us. "Make sure you get in between all my toes and clean up that toe cheese."
We licked between every sweaty stinky toe and swallowed all of her "toe cheese" as she loved calling it.

She kept her promise and let us enjoy the last days of summer. But she had one more surprise for us.
"Enjoy the year while it lasts because we'll be doing this again next summer."
"Noooooo!" we cried. We kissed her feet as we begged her not to do this again.
"Please Mrs. G" I begged her. "You can't do this to us again! We can't miss another summer! I'm so sick of being bound and gagged and dressed like a sissy all the time! Please I'm begging you! Don't do this to us!"
"Yeah it's not fair! Please mom! Don't do this to us! We'll do anything!"
"I'm sorry but my mind is made up."


Mrs. G kept her promise. I went to their house the first day next summer. Mrs. G was waiting for us with Fran, Katie, and Rosie.
Rosie and Katie painted our nails pink and Mrs. G let the girls pick our clothes out after they dried. Trainer bras and panties for both of us. Then yellow sundresses and suntan colored pantyhose.

We begged Mrs. G one last time not to make us do this. We got down on our hands and knees right in front of the girls and kissed her smelly sweaty nylon feet.
"Please Mrs. G! Don't do this to us! It's not fair! We don't want to spend the whole summer bound and gagged! Please we're begging you! Please!"

"Would you girls like to do me a favor and shut them up?"
Rosie and Katie stuffed our mouths with worn nylons.
"Is six stockings enough?" Katie asked and laughed. I grunted to let her know that six worn dirty smelly stockings were more than enough. They wrapped duct tape around our heads and mouths. I was not looking forward to another summer of bondage.

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