ladiesinsole
02-26-2003, 1:51 AM
I laid there for a good hour, petrified at what my sisters reaction would be. I heard the front door open, silence then for a few moments, which to me seemed like hours, then I heard my sisters evil laugh. She came into the lounge, and laughed again, then her face turned to a sneer, ‘You disgusting little freak! How dare you sneak into my room and sniff my shoes!’ she shouted at me. I tried to mumble an apology, but it was impossible with the sock/pantyhose gag, let alone mums slipper covering my face. She kicked me gently on the head, as a way of prompting a response, the slipper fell away, exposing the gag, she laughed again. ‘Mum says that I can punish you anyway I like’ she said, whilst showing me the note, I read it:
Dear Debbie,
I sorry to have to tell you this bad news, but it is only fair that you
know, as it concerns you greatly.
I caught your brother sniffing your shoes, this afternoon, now I
personally think this is disgusting, and think he should be punished, but
I will leave that decision up to you, as it was your shoes, and your
room he snuck into!
You’ll find him tied up in the lounge, awaiting your judgement. I’ve
gone shopping back at about 6PM.
Love Mum. XXX
My sister then grinned at me, ‘Boy, you are going to suffer for this!’. I was scared now.
I tried to sit up, in the hope that I would be able to get free of my bonds, she saw this, placed a trainer on my forehead, pushing me back to the floor, ‘You stay there!’ she laughed.
She then struggled to pick up the arm chair, she very shakily placed it over my prostrate form, so that my chest was trapped under the front, exposing the top of my chest and my head at the front of the arm chair.
The arm chair had legs of about 5 inches high, but they still dangled about half an inch from the floor, so the full weight of the chair was on my small frame, I had no chance of getting up now.
She taunted me, ‘You are sentenced to be a footrest for the rest of the day’, she laughed, I was in no position to protest, even if I could.
She sat down slowly, the front edge of the chair sank into my chest, and the back edge, into my groin, which was particularly uncomfortable as I now had a hard-on. Luckily it was not to uncomfortable to bear as the legs took the strain after half an inch of sinking.
It was hard to breath with the pressure on my chest, but not impossible.
My sister then lent forward and untied my gag, removed the sock, and laughed when she realised that it was one of the ones she was wearing only yesterday, she told me how her nose had curled when she took them off last night, they really did stink. She sniffed them now, and said that they smelled very fresh now, she laughed and told me that as I done such a good job of being her washing machine, I could do it again. She removed her trainers and socks, I could immediately smell the pungent odour of her sweaty feet. She stuffed the damp socks into my mouth, and retied my mums pantyhose around my head.
She then sat back placed her moist feet on my face and turned the TV on. Whilst watching one of the afternoon soap operas she started rubbing her feet on my nose, and made little moaning noises, she was obviously enjoying the feeling. But then she stopped, and ordered me to continue massaging her feet with my nose, this was quite hard, but I managed it.
‘Wait till mum discovers how good this feels’ she laughed, ‘She will probably not want to end this punishment for a very long time’, She grinned.:D
Let me know what you think, should i still continue?
Dear Debbie,
I sorry to have to tell you this bad news, but it is only fair that you
know, as it concerns you greatly.
I caught your brother sniffing your shoes, this afternoon, now I
personally think this is disgusting, and think he should be punished, but
I will leave that decision up to you, as it was your shoes, and your
room he snuck into!
You’ll find him tied up in the lounge, awaiting your judgement. I’ve
gone shopping back at about 6PM.
Love Mum. XXX
My sister then grinned at me, ‘Boy, you are going to suffer for this!’. I was scared now.
I tried to sit up, in the hope that I would be able to get free of my bonds, she saw this, placed a trainer on my forehead, pushing me back to the floor, ‘You stay there!’ she laughed.
She then struggled to pick up the arm chair, she very shakily placed it over my prostrate form, so that my chest was trapped under the front, exposing the top of my chest and my head at the front of the arm chair.
The arm chair had legs of about 5 inches high, but they still dangled about half an inch from the floor, so the full weight of the chair was on my small frame, I had no chance of getting up now.
She taunted me, ‘You are sentenced to be a footrest for the rest of the day’, she laughed, I was in no position to protest, even if I could.
She sat down slowly, the front edge of the chair sank into my chest, and the back edge, into my groin, which was particularly uncomfortable as I now had a hard-on. Luckily it was not to uncomfortable to bear as the legs took the strain after half an inch of sinking.
It was hard to breath with the pressure on my chest, but not impossible.
My sister then lent forward and untied my gag, removed the sock, and laughed when she realised that it was one of the ones she was wearing only yesterday, she told me how her nose had curled when she took them off last night, they really did stink. She sniffed them now, and said that they smelled very fresh now, she laughed and told me that as I done such a good job of being her washing machine, I could do it again. She removed her trainers and socks, I could immediately smell the pungent odour of her sweaty feet. She stuffed the damp socks into my mouth, and retied my mums pantyhose around my head.
She then sat back placed her moist feet on my face and turned the TV on. Whilst watching one of the afternoon soap operas she started rubbing her feet on my nose, and made little moaning noises, she was obviously enjoying the feeling. But then she stopped, and ordered me to continue massaging her feet with my nose, this was quite hard, but I managed it.
‘Wait till mum discovers how good this feels’ she laughed, ‘She will probably not want to end this punishment for a very long time’, She grinned.:D
Let me know what you think, should i still continue?