Andy and Thomas 34

 



They untied and let me take my gag off so I could eat breakfast and use the bathroom. Thomas and I then changed into clean bras stuffed with padding, panties, blouses, and checkered skirts. Rob, Mark, and Fran were all there and Fran painted our nails for us. She picked pink this time. And when it dried we put on the pantyhose she picked for us. Pink pantyhose for Thomas and white pantyhose for me.


Mark and Fran went out after that and we were left at the mercy of Rob. He decided he was going to use the ballgags to gag us.

"No not the ballgags!" I cried.

"Yeah anything but the ballgags!" Thomas moaned. 

"But they'll go so well with your toe and finger cuffs" Rob said.


I don't know why but I decided to try the same failed approach we took with Mrs. G. And Thomas followed my lead. We got down and kissed his sweaty bare summer feet. "Please Rob don't do this to us!" we pleaded. "We'll do anything you want! We'll clean your room, we'll make your bed, do your laundry! We'll kiss your stinking feet every single day if that's what you want! Just please let us go!"


"You already clean my room and do all my chores and do everything for me. And as for kissing my feet I kind of like the idea of that. I think we'll have to try it. The only question is do we try it now or later? Ballgags or kissing my stinking feet as you called them? It's a tough choice."


We were silent for the longest time. "Kissing my feet it is" Rob decided. He sat on the couch in the living room and we kneeled like we did with Mrs. G. I couldn't believe this.


He raised his feet. "Trick or treat, smell my feet, give me something good to eat" he taunted us. We kissed his soles lightly at first until he told us to do better. We kissed them harder. "Deep whiffs" he taunted us. "What do my feet smell like? Cheese? Corn chips? Vinegar? I want to know."

"Very cheesy" I muttered.


"Good to know. Now make sure you take deep whiffs. I want you both to experience the full aroma of my cheesy feet."


He wiggled his toes to taunt us. "Big whiffs. That's it, breathe in and out. Big, big whiffs. Nice and deep. Make sure to really take in the smell." 


We had no choice but to take in the smell. And boy did his feet REEK. Rob loved being bare foot in the summer and he showered irregularly. I could tell from the smell and taste his feet were unwashed. 


"I know you're sniffing but I can't hear you kissing."

We went back to kissing his sweaty soles in between deep whiffs.

"And how do they taste? Pretty salty I bet." 

"Mmhm" I mumbled in between big kisses. 

"Maybe I should wear nylons like mom does" he joked. 


We were sniffing and kissing his sweaty feet for so long we lost track of time. But it had been half an hour and we were still on our hands and knees. 

"How much longer?" Thomas asked.

"Yeah haven't we kissed your stinking feet enough?"

"Mmmm not yet. Keep going. Deep whiffs. Deep, deep whiffs. Nice and deep. You smell that? You know what that is? It's the smell of de-feet! I can make you smell my dirty feet anytime I want and there's NOTHING you can do about it. So just keep sniffing my cheesy feet. Sniff." 


We sighed but continued to inhale his cheesy feet. He got bored after a while and took us downstairs.


He used the new cuffs to cuff our thumbs. Then even though we were wearing pantyhose he managed to cuff our big toes together.

"Now the only thing that's missing are your ballgags."

"NO!" I cried. "Please not the damn ballgags! Anything but those gags!"

"Rob please use tape" Thomas asked. I never thought we would actually be asking to be gagged with duct tape.

"No can do" he said.

He rounded up a bunch of worn nylons and stuffed our mouths. Then the balls were thrust into our mouths and the straps were secured tightly behind our heads.

"I know you'd prefer my socks. But that can wait until later. Now which one of you wants to be tickled first?"


We mmmphed into our gags and shook our heads no. "Ok I'll decide. Andy first."

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