Slave to Hooters Waitresses

Chapter one I become a slave

As a college student I had to take any job I could get to make some extra cash working part time. Being a bus boy at Hooters was not exactly intellectual but on the other hand you got to work with some great looking girls.

After working there for about a week I went home and started to check my e mail. There was a message from this person calling herself "mystery girl at hooters" from hotmail. Naturally I was curious and opened the message which said:

"You do not know who I am but I am one of the girls at Hooters where you work. I and another girl who works with us think you are cute and want to get together with you for some weird and kinky sex games. If you are interested just reply and I will get back in touch with you."

Well of course I was interested and sent an e-mail reply right away. I kept checking my e mail all the next day but there was no reply and I went to work in an excited state of agitation. Every time a waitress smiled at me I wondered if she was the girl but was afraid to say anything. If I picked the wrong girl out of the 15 at the restaurant I might mess up the whole thing. When I got home that night there was a new e mail from mystery waiting for me:

"You were really cute at work tonight trying to figure out who I am. I will give you a hint by telling you I am a blond. What I want to now know is if you are really adventurous. My friend and I like to play games called "slave orgasms" and would like to know if this interests you. Send me an answer."

I was puzzled about what a slave orgasm was and thought I should ask about this. I knew I found it exciting as it made my dick very hard just reading the e-mail. So I sent a reply saying I was very interested but also asked what a "slave orgasm was."

When I went to work that night I found I was staring at every blond waitress in the place as I was of course just dying to know who mystery might be. Eight of the 15 or so waitresses were blond and in looking at them I came to the conclusion it did not matter much. Every one of them, thanks to Hooter's policy, was young and pretty and had great tits. Two girls however stood out above the rest. Cindy had big, beautiful blue eyes and a pair of big bee sting lips; even more pronounced than those that my favourite actress Julia Roberts has. The there was Pat who had the greatest pair of legs you have ever seen. In a way I was sad because a couple of the brunette waitresses were really cute and hot as well. But then I remembered that Mystery had only said she was blond and any of the other girls could be her partner in this sex game as no details about the other girl had been provided.

It was hard for me to fall asleep that night as I kept fantasizing about who Mystery might be and what a slave orgasm was. So when I got up in the morning I was tired, excited and horny as I opened up my e-mail to see if there was another message from Mystery. My heart leapt into my throat when I found that a new message had arrived. In fact I was so excited that I had to try twice before I could open the message which said:

"Dear Dave

You were cute at work last night trying to figure out who I am and of course you had no clues at all who the other girl, my partner in this adventure, might be. Let me answer your question as to what a slave orgasm is.

The idea here is that my partner and I will give you all the orgasms you can handle each and every day and in every way. You will get hand jobs, blow jobs, get your balls sucked and will get fucked in every position you have ever thought of and many others as well. The only condition is that you agree to be our boy toy sex slave and agree to everything we request we make, no matter what it is.

Now, we need to check and see if you are capable of being a slave and taking orders. This is important as it is your slavery that will turn us on and it is what we want to have before we give you all these beautiful orgasms. We need a boy toy to do whatever we want and whenever we want it. More than that, both of us like to be dominant.

So here is your little test. I want you at exactly at 1100 this morning to be standing totally nude on your balcony and with your portable phone in your hand. I will phone you with your next instruction as to how this fun game can start. If you agree, just send the word "yes" now to me in an e mail."

Without stopping to think and almost in a trance I clicked reply, typed in the word yes and clicked send. My God, I had slept in and noticed it was now only 15 minutes before eleven. Had I sent he message in time? The all of a sudden another e-mail came in that said "message received you only have ten minutes to get nude and get on the balcony.

Once again in a trance I started to undress, all the time wondering what was I doing getting nude on the balcony where others night see me. I had not until now reflected on the fact that it was only a few degrees above zero outside. But then I thought of the promise that I would get all the orgasms I wanted and finished stripping picked up my portable phone and walked out on the balcony. I huddled next to the wall so it was hard to see me and waited shivering.

At exactly eleven my portable phone rang and a girl said in a sexy voice "I will say little to keep you guessing who I am. Step out into the middle of the balcony where I can see you and masturbate until you come. This is your first of many orgasms."

She must have been standing or at least was located where she could see me. Maybe she was in the big apartment building next door. Anyway, with a dick hard with excitement I stepped into the middle of the balcony and started to play with myself. Even though I was outside and nude, it was not hard to come. The scene was so sexy and the thought of one of those cute blonds at hooters watching me aroused me so much I came very quickly.

As I finished my orgasm, the voice in the portable phone said "good for you, slave. Go back and read the next e mail and do what it says. I see you could, with training, make a good male slave for us."

I almost ran to the computer and saw there was a new e-mail from Mystery, which said

"Dear slave

Welcome to the wonderful sex games I and my friend have arranged, and I hope you enjoyed your first orgasm. I will personally give you the next one. If you follow these instructions, we can start our fun right after work tonight. Besides, it is a little late for you to back down now. I live in the apartment building right across from you and two floors up. The videotape of you nude and jerking off on the balcony should ensure your future cooperation. Here slave are your instructions.

Print off the attachment to this e mail which is a slave contract from you to me. Sign it and put it in an envelope and then slide it under the door of the girls' locker room at Hooters. Wait a minute or two and then an envelope of how and when we will get started this very night will be slipped back under the door to you."

With trembling hands, I opened the attachment which read as follows.

The undersigned agrees to be the total sex slave for (blank) and (Blank). More specifically:

• The undersigned slave agrees to perform any act or do anything either of the two girls tells him to do, and to do so without hesitation.

• The slave agrees to perform sex acts on anyone who is female who either of us tell the slave to serve or allow any female to have him as her slave if we so order.

• Without limiting anything else in this agreement, the slave agrees to be tied up in any manner we want, to be whipped or beaten in any way we want and to be humiliated in any way we want.

• Furthermore, the slave agrees to serve us as above at any time and in any place we want.

The contract can be cancelled by either of us at any time but the slave may not cancel this contract but will serve us as long as we want."

I saw the girls had cleverly left spaces for their names so I still did not know who they were and of course by slipping the contract under the locker room door I would not find out until I met them face to face. Also I was signing away my life and the only restriction was that I could not be made to serve anyone but a female. But then I thought this will be the adventure of a lifetime and what choice did I have now as the girl had a video of me jerking off on the balcony totally nude.

So I printed the contract off signed it and put it in an envelope. I also sent as requested an e mail back saying that I would slip the contract under the girls' locker room door as soon as I arrived at work and would wait for an envelope back with my next instructions.

I was very excited about going to work and the time seemed to pass very slowly. However finally the time came, and as I went into the employee entrance I turned to the right and went to the door of the locker room for the girls and slipped the envelope containing the slave contract I had signed under the door. I could hear the sound of tearing paper and guessed whoever was there was opening the envelope to check that a signed contract was inside. It took all the will power I had not to push the door open to see who the mystery girl was just near me on the other side of the door. After a short time an envelope was pushed back to me and I picked it up. I headed straight for the men's locker and locked myself in a toilet

I opened the envelope and inside found a key and one piece of paper which said "this is the key to my apartment. Use it right after work and go into the study where you will find some equipment and some instructions as to how to use it. I will join you 15 minutes later after you have had the chance to use the equipment as instructed.

Thank goodness it was a Sunday night and we would be closing early as each minute on the clock was like an age to me. What equipment was involved, how would I use it, who was Mystery and in what way would she and her friend use me as a slave? Would kind of orgasm would I get? These and a thousand other questions kept racing through my mind until quitting time.

I got out of the restaurant as soon as I could and even took a taxi to the apartment; after all it was close to where I lived and I could walk home afterwards. I took the elevator upstairs, walked down to the apartment and put my key in the lock. Breathing deeply, I entered a huge apartment with a sign hanging from the ceiling pointing to the study.

When I walked into the study, I could not believe my eyes. There were whips, handcuffs and all sorts or restraints hanging from the walls. There was a big leather bed with restraints, a whipping post and so many other devices I could not grasp them all at once. And yet the room had a nice atmosphere. The walls were painted a happy light yellow; there were couches with coffee tables as well as lounge chairs. The overall effect was like being in a cozy room with a nice soft rug floor, despite all the bondage and domination gear that was around.

On the coffee table I found a letter of instruction plus the implements needed to implement the orders. The letter read as follows.

"Slave

The first thing you must do is take off all of your clothes so you are completely nude. Next, take the cock ring and put it on. The thick rubber band with the slip loop goes around the base of your cock. Don't worry about adjusting the rubber band. I am an expert in that and can set it so you will not get an orgasm until I so choose. Note the two wire loops; you have to push one ball through each of them and then you fasten the lock on the cock ring at the base of your balls. Yes, there is no key but I have it hidden in the apartment in a place you will never find. The cock ring comes off only and if I want it to.

The next order of business is the leg irons. The metal bar which is about 2 feet long goes between your ankles and keeps your crotch open for my pleasure. On the other hand if you swivel your hips you will be able to walk slowly or indeed the leg irons will allow you in a similar manner to crawl on your hands and knees across the floor to serve me. Kneel on the floor with your legs behind you and put on the leg irons. Lock the metal loop around each ankle and once again the key is hidden in a place only I know.

The last piece of equipment is the two little wrist cuffs that are joined together. Put them on in a manner that your hands are crossed palms up so that you look like you are begging me, as you will be doing. Also in this position your hands can receive any gift I give you, such as my panties to lick. You will find in the crossed and palms up position with your wrists locked together that you can grasp things if I so order but your arms and hands are really quite useless to protect yourself.

Having done all of this, work your way over to the front of the big comfy black leather chair in the corner. Kneel in front of the footstool and put your upturned palms under it. Place your slave face on the footstool and this will put your ass up in the air so I can whack it if I want. Do not, when I enter the room, move a muscle, try to look at me or speak unless asked a question or told to do so. Do all this now.

It was hard to get the cock ring on. The rubber band was tight enough t cut off some feeling in my cock and I knew it could prevent me from ever coming. I felt sick in my stomach when I locked it in place after pushing my balls through the wire loops. Here I was naked in someone's apartment with a cock ring I could not remove locked around my genitals and totally naked. Now I had to lock the leg irons onto my ankles that forced my legs apart and made it possible but very difficult to walk in a twisted staggering manner or to crawl. Then I put the wrist locks on my wrist with my palms up and crossed. I was really helpless and I could not unlock any of these devices. So without any other choice, I crawled over to and put my head on the footstool of the big armchair and my hands underneath it. There I was totally naked, my butt up in the air and waiting I guess like a slave should.

After what seemed hours but was probably only a few moments, I heard the door open and footsteps come in my direction. All of a sudden my hair at the back of my head was pulled a bit lifting up my face from the stool. A sneaker like all the girls wear at Hooters, a high top sneaker well laced up and also done around the ankle with Velcro, was thrust under my face and I heard just one word "kiss".

I kissed the sneaker and it stank. The sneaker was very old and worn and then a voice said "yes, the sneaker is old, Dave. The socks have been worn for a week in preparation for tonight and they really stink too. Kiss."

I kissed it again. Then the voice said "you may look up to see who I am."

I raised my head and my dream had come true as I saw Cindy standing there. Her firm tits were pushing against the hooters t shirt and her big bee sting lips were smiling at me. I smiled and said hello. Immediately I felt a huge pain on my butt which had been hit with a hard leather paddle.

"I told you not to talk Dave." Then Cindy pushed my head down on her sneaker again.

"You have a choice Dave. I can leave you here and go out to a party and you can be all alone with the cock ring and unable to move or leave here. Or I can put that nice video of you jerking off on the internet. Or you can continue to kiss my sneaker."

The choice was clear and I returned to kissing the sneaker and smelling the smell. I was glad the sneaker was on her foot and tied up as otherwise the smell would kill me.

"I am glad you are learning to serve Dave", the voice said. "Now let me explain. You are going to be trained as a perfect sex slave Dave. I am not finishing my masters in psychology for nothing. It is the smell of my sneakers and feet and my beautiful ass or the sneakers and feet of any girl that will control you. Dave, it is called auto response training. Every time you serve my feet or ass or those of my assistant who will help train you, we will be sexually exciting you. Every time you have an orgasm you will be smelling, licking and kissing feet, socks, shoes or ass. You will learn with time to associate great orgasms with these things and you will beg to lick them. This is your fate Dave, to be a foot and ass slave. You may not like the smell right now but you are going to learn to love it so much that you will beg for it and will do anything to have it."

I kept kissing her sneaker as she said all of these things and thinking it could not be true. I did not enjoy kissing her stinky sneaker and how could this become the thing I wanted to do most in the world. This was ridiculous.

"I see you doubt my words Dave", she said. "Perhaps a little quick demonstration may help. Do you feel horny and want an orgasm Dave? You may speak."

"Yes", I replied.

With a smile, Cindy then rolled me over on my back. My hands were still tied palms up together but now my knees were raised and the leg irons kept my legs apart completely exposing me. Cindy stood over me and smiled. She rang her tongue over her big bee sting lips and rubbed her nipples through her t shirt.

Just then I heard the door open and I raised my head to see Kelly walk into the room. Kelly was a dram in motion and still in her hooters outfit. She had long brown hair, big hazel eyes and nice tits. But her outstanding feature that I had dreamed about many nights was her long legs and her ass. Her ass cheeks were round but small and tight from all the exercise she did.

"Greet your other mistress Dave", Kelly said to me "and roll over and crawl over here and lick my sneakers."

I hesitated for a moment and Cindy said "a good slave never hesitates." Before I knew what was happening Cindy grabbed me by the hair and fastened a slave collar around my neck. It had little metal loops front and back and on each side. She grabbed my head and forced me kneeling over the footstool and with one firm motion grabbed a rope. The rope was through the metal loop in the front of my collar and then pulled down and tied to the bottom of the big heavy easy chair in front of the footstool.

Cindy then picked up a big heavy rubber paddle. "You have been a bad boy Dave", she told me. "Slaves must immediately obey any order they are given and Kelly just told you to lick her sneakers. This will cost you ten hard swats."

I felt totally helpless and exposed. My wrists were still bound together under the footstool and my legs were lying behind me on the floor spread apart by the spreader bar, exposing my cock ring controlled genitals. The rope through the ring in the front to the collar was pulled so tight that I could not move my head at all. I was in a position where these girls could whack my ass all night if they wanted to.

Cindy walked behind me with the paddle and lovely Kelly sat in front of me on the easy chair the better to see the look on my face as I was spanked. I knew that was what she wanted to do.

Kelly asked Cindy to give me a big whack every time she said the word "now" and Cindy of course replied it would be a pleasure to turn my ass nice and red and sore as well.

Seated in the chair, Kelly started to talk to me. "You disappoint me Dave. NOW. I have worn these sneakers for over 2 years at work and for the last week I have worn the same thick heavy socks to get everything really smelly for you. I have even gone jogging without socks to soak sweat into the sneakers for your smelling and licking enjoyment. NOW. Then I give you the chance to lick these sneakers I have worked so hard to get ready for you and you hesitate. NOW. On top of all of this, I and Cindy have promised you orgasms and I am one good looking chick. NOW. If I could get a little cooperation I would be so good to you. NOW. Cindy and I will train you to be a good slave and be kind to you if only you will act like a slave. NOW. "

Kelly then told Cindy to just keep whacking my ass. I had now received much more the ten blows but in my helpless condition I was afraid to say anything, let alone complain. Finally the girls decided this was enough whacking for now.

"Dave, I am now going to see if you have learned anything. I am going to put my sneakers under your face and I want them licked. The licking needs to be passionate. So you have a choice Dave. You can lick my sneakers or we can just keep on beating your ass."

I knew I would do anything to save my now very sore ass. I knew the girls could keep this up all night until I gave in any event. So when Kelly pushed her right sneaker under my nose and lips I started to lick. "Not good enough Dave", Cindy said. "I know you can stick your tongue out further than that and I know you can lick with more passion. To encourage me to do so, she gave me two of the hardest whacks on my ass I had had all night. I winced with pain and with no choice stuck my tongue out further and licked more quickly. The taste was terrible, all of rubber and canvas and sweat. The smell was very ripe to say the least. What did I expect as Kelly had worn these socks for a week? They must be soaked with sweat by now. I licked everywhere, the tops and over the laces, the sides and even the little air holes on the side. The air holes were the worst as they let some odour from the inside of the shoe to escape into my nose.

Cindy noticed that my cock was not erect and mentioned this had to be fixed. She reminded Kelly that their goals were to train me to like serving feet and being a slave. This, she said, could only be done when I was erect and excited when serving feet.

Kelly switched sneakers and put her other foot under my nose and lips. It was clear to me that I had to lick this one too or get my ass beaten again. So I started to lick. Suddenly I felt Cindy behind me and felt her hand reaching up to my crotch. Slowly she wound her hand around my cock and tightened the rubber band on the cock ring making sure I could not come. The she slowly started to stroke my cock. I got instantly hard with lovely Cindy stroking my cock and she made me hotter by leaning forward, so that I could feel her tits on my back, and started to lick my ear. As she licked, she started whispering in my ear and talking dirty. This is the one thing that drives me crazy and Cindy I think could tell what an effect it had by the way my cock jerked in her hand.

"Keep up the licking Dave", Cindy said. "Also I enjoy so much having your big cock in my hand. It makes me horny and I get wet when I see you licking Kelly's smelly sneakers. It turns me on so to think you are licking her sneaker and smelling that smell just to have the pleasure of my hand on your cock. Now I am tickling your balls Dave. I so hope you are going to be a good slave so I can reward YOU with blow jobs and a really good fuck."

"I think it is working Cindy", Kelly remarked. "Since you have been playing with his cock and talking dirty to him his licking has become more intense. Instead of showing resistance, he is now licking like a slut. Poor Dave seems to think that the more he licks the better the chance that he will come. God bless the cock ring." And Kelly was right. I was sucking and licking her sneaker like a mad man, and twisting my hips trying to get off. But the fucking cock ring prevented me from coming. One thing I could tell through all this agonising excitement was that Cindy really knew how to give a hand job. Both her hands were working on my now, one tickling my balls and the other stroking my shaft. From time to time she would pull the skin back on the end of my cock and tickle the head with her finger points, all the while licking my ear and nibbling on it. I knew for certain that I would lick any sneaker in the world to get Cindy to continue. I might not yet like kissing sneakers but I would do anything for the job Cindy was doing on me.

Cindy could tell she was getting me hooked. She whispered in my ear while licking it that "Dave I know you will lick that stinky sneaker Kelly has just to keep me stroking you; if we want, you will lick it all night you male slut. I am controlling you completely with just my hand; imagine how my tongue and pussy will enslave you!" I trembled with fear for the first time as I thought that possibly she just might be right.

"I think the time has now come to get down to some serious slavery and orgasms", Cindy suggested, "let us get Dave over to the bondage bed so we can really go to work on him."

The rope connecting my slave collar to the easy chair was undone but all my leg irons and other bondage on me was left intact. I was brought over to the corner of the room where the large bondage bed was located. It was enormous and I could see there was enough room for three people to lie down. I was told to lie down on my back and as soon as I did ropes were passed through the loops on each side of my slave collar and tied to loops on the side of the bed. This totally restricted my ability to move my head even an inch. Now that the girls knew they had me under control, one of them stood at each side of the bed and took the handcuffs off my wrists. Each girl then grabbed an arm and pulled it straight out and attached it to cuffs on each side of the bed. Lastly they looked after my legs. The leg irons were taken of but then after being told to bend my knees each ankle was also attached to a cuff with a padlock at the side of the bed.

I had never felt more helpless in my life. My head was held immobile by the slave collar and the cuffs held each arm straight out from my body and stretched. My legs were in a bent position with my ankles cuffed to the side of the enormous bed and thus my cock and balls were totally available and there was nothing I could do about it. Just when I thought they were finished binding me, Kelly found a big leather belt and passed it over my waist and anchored it to a fastener on each side of the bed. Now I could not even arch my back or move any part of my body off the bed.

"How do you like that, Dave", Kelly asked me.

"I have never felt more helpless in my life", I said " but I have to admit this large bed is very comfortable. I guess in this position I cannot worship your feet."

"You are wrong ", Cindy said to me. "There is no way we want you to be comfortable and just because your ass is not available we have other means to punish you. I am going to put nipple clamps on you to make you behave. Also notice the high bar stools over there by the bar. I simply put them by the side of the bed and then put my feet in your face."

Cindy did indeed what she said she was going to do. She put nipple clamps on me and then gave them a hard tug and I found out that really hurt. It was just as bad or worse than having my ass spanked. She then put a big high bar chair behind the bed and rested her sneakers on my shoulders from behind. She raised one sneaker tip up onto my lips and I knew I had to lick it. My god that sneaker smelt awful!. She then moved the bar chair to the side of the bed where she could maneuver her feet better and put the bottom of her sneaker on my face.

"It is time for your serious training to begin Dave"; she said "and let you enjoy the insides of my sneakers and socks. I know it is hard but undo the lace on this sneaker with your teeth", and put the sneaker under my chin.

With maximum effort I was able to get the knot undone and then I was instructed to loosen the laces with my teeth. This was very hard but I managed to pull the lace from three or four eyelets encouraged from time to time by Cindy yanking on the chain attached to the nipple clamps.'

Then I could feel Kelly crawling up onto the bed and positioning herself between my legs. Once again she tightened the rubber band at the base of my cock and checked to cock ring to ensure that I could not come. Then she started to play with my cock in her hands.

"In a moment you will be kissing Cindy's stinky and sweat soaked sports sock, Dave", Kelly said to me. "As part of your training to learn to love smelly feet and being a slave, I will then start to lick your cock. I am looking forward to running my tongue all over your shaft and may even lick your balls."

This made me hard as a rock and then I realized for the first time that yes I wanted to lick and kiss Cindy's stinky sock as a small price for getting Kelly's mouth on my shaft.

Cindy then used by forehead to pry off her sneaker and reached down and set it next to my head. The stench from the sneaker was terrible. I had never even in a locker room after a hockey game smelt anything so fetid. With a smile she then lowered her sock foot over my face. As it was coming at me, I could see that it was damp with sweat and had stains on it. God help me, she really had been wearing it for a week. She wrapped the toe part of the sock around my nose with her toes and then told me to kiss the instep part that was pushed against my mouth. With the sock pushed against my lips I was forced to breathe through my nose. I was assaulted by the smell of sweat, rubber and canvas and the sock was so wet and damp that pieces of it were coming off and sticking to my lips. In fact the sock was so sweaty that it was sticking to my face.

"I get so horny when you worship my feet Dave", Cindy said in a sexy voice. "I know it is hard for you to see but I am taking off my t shirt and have no bra on and starting to rub my nipples as you are making me so horny. I am getting wet Dave. Remember to kiss an area and then lick the sock. Do not worry I will move my foot around so you can enjoy all of it. Get used to the smell, as it will become a great pleasure to you. Over the next few days you will learn to crave and desire this smell."

I found the whole experience in a weird way quite exciting, perhaps because of the Cindy's sexy voice or maybe I was enjoying being tied up and humiliated. But the smell was terrible and the threat that I would be treated like this over the next few days was truly frightening.

Kelly then started to work on my cock. I could feel her wrap her left hand around it and this gave me an instant erection. Then I could feel her tongue flicking over the head of my cock. The bitch had drawn back the skin and was working directly on the cock head, both with her lips and tongue. Had it not been for the cock ring I would have gone off in about 30 seconds but all I could experience was a really horny feeling and a bit of pre come and nothing else. This started to drive my crazy. No matter what I thought of I could not come. I was unable to move my body even an inch and could not even thrust my hips.

This whole thing went on for several minutes until Cindy's entire sock was covered with saliva from the licks I had been forced to give it. The girls got the idea that they should switch positions as "Kelly wanted a chance to have her sock sucked too." Cindy agreed but reminded Kelly to keep one shoe on at all times as the stench was at its peak when the sock was fresh out of the shoe.

Kelly was in such a hurry to have her sock sucked and licked that she undid her own shoe lace instead of making me do it with her teeth. To follow her own advice to keep socks ripe and fresh, Cindy grabbed her sneaker from beside my head and laced it up very tight on her foot again. Kelly sat down on the high bar chair and pushed her foot hard into my face. I thought that Cindy's sock had stank but, as incredible as it was, Kelly's smelt even worse and was even more wet with sweat. She also wrapped her toes around my nose and told me "to make sure to sniff her stinky socks while I licked and sucked the sock part "jammed into my mouth.

While I was suffering in this way, I noticed that my cock was a bit hard even though Cindy had not started anything as yet. Could it be that the training the girls were giving me was beginning to work? I didn't really have time to think this through when Cindy grabbed my cock and started to play with it. She was as good as Kelly, albeit with a different technique. Cindy liked to lick the shaft while she played her fingers over the cock head. I thought for sure my balls were going to burst and I knew that if I was not blocked from talking with the sock foot pushed on to my mouth that I would have begged for an orgasm. But I could not and had to lie there motionless and suffer the smell and licking of Kelly's sock while Cindy played with my cock.

"Dave", Kelly said to me, "you may think that all this hot talk while you sock suck is just to train you into being a foot slave. But it is true as well. I am as hot as hell from the licking and kissing you are giving my stench sock. I am now going to get you to eat my pussy. Maybe you cannot come with the cock ring but I sure am going to."

Kelly then stepped down from the stool and took off her little orange hooters pants and the tiny little thing she was wearing underneath it. Both girls now took their tops off so I could see two sets of tits. I could feel the bed move as Kelly climbed on it and then I could feel her grasp each side of my head with her knees. She grabbed the chain of the nipple clamps and yanked it hard and then slowly brought her pussy to rest on my mouth. "I am going to unhook the chains on your slave collar Dave so you can tilt your head and really pleasure me. You are stilled tied up and the chain to your nipple clamps is in my hands so be a good slave!"

I could feel the bed move as Kelly climbed up and the she wrapped her knees around my head. Slowly as she faced towards my feet, she lowered he pussy right over my mouth and while yanking on my nipple chain, which really hurt, ordered me to lick. I stuck my tongue in her pussy and started to lick and suck. As soon as I started licking Kelly I felt Cindy start to move. She forced my dick flat against my stomach and sat on it with her crotch pushing against it. Then came the big surprise. She and Kelly started to do some of the deepest French kissing I had ever seen. So then I knew I had two bisexual girls on my hands.

I could tell my licking was having an effect as Kelly started to groan and grind her hips and thus her pussy against my lips and tongue. The more excited she got the more she pulled on the chain attached to the nipple clamps and this was real torture. I doubled my licking and kissing to her pussy and tongued her clit, anything to get her to come before the pain in my nipples overcame me. With a huge groan she came.

"Thanks for the great orgasm Dave," Kelly said and came over to me and licked my lips and stuck her tongue in my mouth. I am now going to do something special for you and to you. I may let you come!"

That made by dick jump. Kelly came over and tilted up the top of the bed. The girls had all sorts of special equipment built into this bed and now I found out that the head or foot could be tilted. So I found myself with my legs outstretched and tied apart as before and of course my arms were still cuffed to the sides of the bed. But now I was sitting upright with my back vertical and my legs to the side, with my feet apart and straight out spread eagled in front of me. Sort of like a bondage chaise lounge. Kelly then ran little ropes again through the loops on each side of the collar and tied then tight once more to the side of the bed. My head was once again immobile.

"Here comes your treat Dave", she said. "It will really help with your training to love foot smell and being a slave. I am going to tie this other sneaker still on my foot over your face so you will really get the full stench of the inside of this sneaker. You must breathe through your nose and use the tongue to lick the smelly inside bottom. When I take this sneaker of your face if it is not wet from your licking I will beat your balls, no kidding. Also I can watch your cheek all the time to see if your tongue is moving. If I think you are not licking then I will beat your balls right away."

Kelly did just what she said she would do. She took off her other sneaker and opened the laces wide. She then pointed the inside of the shoe at my face and rammed it over my nose and mouth. My nose was way up toward the front of the shoe where the smelliest area was and my tongue forced against the inside bottom. Kelly then pulled the laces around my head and tied it tightly behind my head, binding the inside of the shoe to my face.

"With the sex treat I am about to give you Dave trust me you will be breathing deeply", Kelly said with a laugh."

Kelly laughed as she saw how I was trying to hold my breath but of course after a bit I had to breathe and the stench that assaulted my nose was really beyond description.

With a smile Kelly then got naked and to my great joy loosened the rubber band on my cock ring so I would be able to come. She smiled and sat on my legs and took the nipple clamps off and started to lick my nipples. That felt incredible and instantly I had a huge erection. "Fuck time Dave" Kelly said and spread her pussy and lowered it on my cock.

Kelly was a tease even when fucking. She would pump my cock a few times and then lie still and remind me to lick the sneaker. I wanted to come so badly I could have died and despite myself I was licking the inside of that stench filled sneaker like it was the sexiest thing in the world. Kelly kept this up for about ten minutes and the finally pumped and rode my cock to the most thunderous orgasm I have ever had in my life.

Chapter 2 Cindy and Kelly add a female slave

After all of this the three of us were completely exhausted. After all we worked until midnight and now had been fooling around for a long time. The girls said it was tome to say goodnight and they would both sleep in Cindy's bed. I was sure right; they were bisexual. They left me all tied up but there was worse news than that. Cindy got jealous that Kelly had more time with me then she had. Thus she insisted that I spend the night enjoying her sneaker. Thus I found her sneaker thrust over my nose and mouth with my lips pressed on the inside and my nose further buried in the shoe where the toes go. The shoe was tied tightly around my head once again and I was left with the taste, smell and odor of Cindy's stench filled sneaker for the night.

I noticed that I was developing an erection again all alone there by myself in the dark. What Cindy was saying was beginning to come true. I had received so much sex while smelling sneakers and socks that the very smell now aroused me somewhat. It tried not to concentrate on this smell or my arousal as with my hands tied to the bed there was nothing I could do to jerk off or otherwise give myself release. It was true that Kelly had given me one great orgasm but I had that cock ring on for so long and had been tease so much that I was horny again. But despite all of this I managed to fall asleep as I was so exhausted by the excitement and orgasm of the day.

In the middle of the night I woke up with a wonderful tingle in my groin. It was so dark I did not know if it was Cindy or Kelly but one of these girls had snack into the living room where I was tied up and was licking my balls. This girl knew shat she was doing as she was holding my prick flat against my stomach which pulled my balls up so they could be licked and kissed. I was in heaven and only hoped that I would be given another orgasm, as the rubber band on my cock ring was loose.

Then I felt the girl kneel on the bed, straddle me and shove my erection in her pussy. A voice said, "I am horny and wanted to get fucked as well." Clearly this then was Cindy and she started to fuck me. She was in total charge as there was still a strap around my waist holding me down to the bed. I said nothing, as it was especially arousing to be lying there helpless in the dark as a girl fucked my brains out without a word being said. She took her time, riding my cock and moaning softly and then stopping for awhile. When she stopped, she would lick my nipples to keep me as a hard as a rock. I wished we could kiss as lovers kissing and tonguing during fucking but with the shoe tied on my face this was not possible. As a reflex, I started to lick and kiss the inside of the shoe and this with my heavy breathing really drove the stench into my mouth and nostrils. I came and so did Cindy and then I was left alone and exhausted to sleep through until the morning.

The girls woke me up around 1100 am, untied me and invited me to stay for breakfast. The one good thing about working late is that you can sleep in in the morning. Over coffee, the girls put a new proposition to me.

"You know", Cindy said, "we really need a second slave. Relax Dave, not another male slave but a girl slave. As you have noticed Kelly and I are BI-sexual."

"It would increase the fun a lot", Kelly pitched in. "We could have contests and the slave that loses would be punished and the winning slave would get a reward."

"Do you have anyone in mind?" I foolishly asked, being excited which overcame the more wise thought that it would be better for me to keep my mouth shut.

"As a matter of fact we do", Cindy replied. "It's Sandra and she is small and petite and really cute. Her whole attitude is submissive and she is a bit afraid to talk to boys. At the same time in girl to girl talk we know she is really horny and wants to get laid. We also have reason to believe like us she goes both ways."

"So the whole idea", said Kelly" is to get you to rope her in so to speak in the same way we snared you. You can use the anonymous e mail account we used to get you and you can get her into our trap. Once you get her over here and we get her into a little action, we can videotape her and she will be a slave as well. As a matter of fact Dave we have already sent the first e mail on your behalf!"

I sat there stunned but horny and with a dry and excited voice asked to see the e mail, which had just been sent. It read as follows:

"Dear Sandra

I am one of the five guys who works at hooters with you as bus boys. I really think you are cute and I want very much to be your willing boy toy. I will do anything you want at any time and in any place. There is nothing you have dreamed of that I would not willingly do for you, no limitations and no restrictions. I am yours to command at any time. If this interests you then send me back e-mail within 45 minutes. Otherwise this offer will be cancelled forever."

"Very clever girls", I replied, "but how did you know I would cooperate and even more how do you know she will see this email so quickly?"

"Very simple" said Kelly. "First, we have the goods on you and you will cooperate and you fucking know that. We asked you but we were only being polite. You know you are our slave and you have no choice. Secondly, we phoned Sandra to have a girl chat and we knew she was on her computer at home. She will see the email."

Just then the computer rang a little bell to tell Cindy that a new e-mail had arrived and with laughter Kelly and Cindy saw it was from Sandra. It was a short and sweet message and simply said, "Yes I am interested. I am now on MSN messenger and we can exchange instant messages."

Cindy opened her MSN messenger and started to type as if she were me. Here is the exchange that took place.

"Thanks for the reply. I really want to please you." Cindy typed as if she were me.

"Who are you?"

"I will tell you in a moment but first I want to talk a bit. Do you have a boy friend?"

"No I Don't"

"Well I will be your perfect boy friend. I will be yours to command sexually and to do everything that you want."

"You are making me horny."

"I am glad as my lips and cock are ready to give you orgasms just the way you want."

"I want to get started if you are not the only one of the four or five bus boys I do not like."

"I will tell you who I am if you promise to send me a picture of yourself with nothing on. In fact I have a webcam so you can show yourself nude on your webcam and I will record what I receive."

"Ok I promise to do that if I like who you are."

"I am Dave"

"Dave, I have to be honest; I have always wanted to get together with you. Will you do anything I ask you to?"

"Yes, if you show me your lovely body now on the webcam". (At this point with an evil grin Cindy set her computer to record the pictures the webcam would send us and turned on her webcam. They moved so Sandra would only see me.

Both webcams came on and I saw Sandra sitting there totally nude. She was very pretty with an athletic little body and very perky tits with big pointed nipples.

"Do you like what you see Dave?"

"I sure do Sandra", I replied. (Out of the corner of my eye I could see Cindy out of camera range holding a big paddle. This was a clear signal for me to rope Sandra in. Cindy held up a big sign. Tell her I am out tonight and you can borrow my apartment. She does not know you live alone."

"So you are going to do everything for me Dave?"

"Yes"

"Then get your clothes off and jerk off for me now Dave"

How did Cindy and Kelly ever think this girl was submissive or was it that now she had a chance to command all her pent up desires came into play? Anyway, I had no choice and took off all my clothes, stood in front of the webcam and started to stroke myself.

"Tell me what you would do with me if I were there Dave"

"I would worship your nipples and kiss them as much as you wanted. I would lick your ears and then I would fall on my knees and lick your sneakers and beg you to let me fuck you slowly and passionately."

"God I would love that Dave. Would you really lick my sneakers just to have sex with me?"

"Sandra, I would spend the while night just licking your sneakers if that is what you wanted. Cindy will be staying with a friend tonight and I can get her to lend me her apartment. If you come over here after work we can make this real."

"Are you having an affair with Cindy?"

"Good god no, she is just a friend. It is you I have always wanted.'

"Ok we will go back together to her place after work", Sandra replied.

I finished my orgasm; told Sandra I could hardly wait until tonight and then signed off.

Cindy and Kelly laughed with glee and told me what a great actor I was. They also told me that was the last orgasm I would ever have unless I was licking socks or sneakers! I was then told to get Sandra to the apartment right after work and they would hide in the bedroom. There would be a hidden camcorder to record everything and thus I had to get Sandra to compromise herself so she could be turned into a slave like me. "You may even have to fuck her", Kelly said with a laugh.

That night when I went to work I was very excited and it was all I could do to stop peeking at little Sandra. She was small, petite and cute with her blond hair bobbing in a ponytail and her cute round butt. Her breasts were small and quite perky and I was most attracted to her big bee sting lips. She smiled at me coyly from time to time in a knowing way, but otherwise avoided me. As closing time approached, I noticed Cindy and Kelly sneaking out early, probably to set up the camcorder to videotape little Sandra. Soon closing time would come and we would go over to Cindy's apartment. I had no idea what to expect; were they going to treat Sandra as a slave like me, what was meant by "slave contests" the girls had mentioned between the two of us etc. A million fantasies kept running though my head.

Sandra came right up to my as soon as her tables were cleared, put her arm in mine and said let's go. There was no harm in this, as often the guys and girls at the restaurant dated and no one would think anything of this.

We decided to walk over to Cindy's apartment, as it was only ten minutes or so away by foot. This was all to the best as it would give Cindy and Kelly lots of time to set up. I had been told to take Sandra into the living room as I guess all the bondage equipment in the study might frighten her off. As we walked Sandra kept up a constant chatter as to how much fun we would have.

"I am glad we got together Dave", she said. "I think you are very cute and I look forward to all the things you are going to do under my instructions. I have stored up a lot of fantasies and I really want to try them out. People think that I am shy and quiet but behind closed doors I love to take charge."

I wondered if Cindy and Kelly knew about this as they told me they thought Sandra was quite submissive. If this is what they really believed, then they were in for an awful shock. The other possibility of course was that they had set me up and I had been an unwitting party to bringing someone else into the group to dominate me.

I opened the door and we went into the living room. Everything looked normal but I was sure somehow or other the girls had set up the videotape machine. Sandra sat down on the couch and motioned me to sit down beside her. As soon as I did, she put her tongue in my ear and gave my whole ear a real tongue washing. "It really turned me on when you said you would even lick my sneakers if I wanted you to. Did you really mean that", Sandra asked me.

"Of course I did", I replied while thinking the last thing I needed was someone else who wanted her smelly sneakers worshipped. "Then you may start now. Get down on your knees and lick my sneakers." I did as I was told and got down on my hands and knees. I could see right away that her sneakers were old and filthy and even before I put my lips to them to lick I was hit by their smell. Sandra was like the other two girls; very smelly sneakers. I picked up her right foot in my hand and started to lick, doing it in a special way as Kelly had taught me. I licked the sneaker everywhere, the top, the side, the back and the front. I ran my tongue over the air holes on the side even thought the smell from them was gross. I could tell this was really turning Sandra on as she started to squirm on the couch a lot and I saw through the corner of my eye that she was starting to play with herself.

"I can't wait any longer Dave, I want you to lick and kiss my pussy". "My pleasure", I replied.

Sandra stood up and told me to remain on my knees as she liked men in this servile position. She then stood in front to me and pulled her hooters orange shorts down around her knees and did the same to the little thong she was wearing. She then put her hands on the back of my head and pushed my face into her pussy. I decided to give her the licking of a lifetime so that Kelly and Cindy would have a good show on tape, including how her face was now distorted and she was moaning with pleasure. She would also look like a real slut with her t shirt still on but her shorts and thong around her knees. So I started by licking the inside of her thighs and then continued with light little flicks of my tongue over her pussy lips. This caused her to start grinding her hips and rubbing her pussy against my lips. Then I nibbled on her clit and she started to moan. When she was hot as hell I plunged my tongue as deeply as I could into her pussy and started to lick, while at the same time making a sucking motion with my lips. She screamed as she came.

Jus as she finished coming, Cindy and Kelly burst into the room and grabbed her, before she knew what was happening. They forced her hands behind her back and handcuffed them together, and then while she was still in shock grabbed her ankles and with duct tape tied them firmly together. They then whipped a slave collar around her neck, pulled her t shirt up around her throat and with a pair of scissors cut her bra off, leaving her nice little tits and their erect nipples totally exposed. Of course they shot some videotape of her in this condition as well.

Finally Sandra recovered enough from shock to scream "what the fuck do you think you are doing?"

"I think we are videotaping you acting like a slut so you will become our slave", Cindy replied. "Kelly and I like training sex slaves and decided you are next as we are sick of all the crap we take from you at work. You like to pretend that you are so quiet and cute but in reality you are a bossy little bitch. You give us all sorts of shit as the shift leader and now it is time for you to take orders from us."

"You will take orders Sandra", Kelly added. "The videotape we have of you can be shown on the big screen at the restaurant and put as a free porn video on the internet. You just know you will do anything to avoid that. You will join Dave as our slave and we will have fun with you and with Dave as we are bi-sexual."

"That's what the fuck you think", Sandra replied. "I am a lot tougher than you girls and if you do not want any trouble you will hand over that tape now." But Kelly had already left the room to lock up the tape in a secure place and came back and told Sandra she had done so.

I could tell Sandra was as angry as hell but scared at the same time. Clearly Cindy and Kelly knew she was a dominating bitch and had tricked me so they could get her in this bad position and then fix her and train her as a slave.

"It is what the fuck we think", Kelly replied. "Do you want to cooperate and enjoy your training or do you want to do it the hard way? I assure you that in a few days you will be to be our slave."

Sandra said nothing and then Cindy said "Ok, it will be the hard way." They grabbed Sandra and carried her kicking and squirming into the den and Sandra shouted "oh for Christ sake no" when she saw all the bondage equipment.

We set her down on the floor underneath a t bar with loops on it that was hanging from the ceiling. The t bar in turn had a chain at its top end that ran up and through a little wheel screwed into the ceiling and then continued over to a winch on the wall. Clearly you could raise or lower this bar by turning the winch. Sandra was in a helpless position and with her feet held together by duct tape in a crossed position was not even able to stand up. Kelly said to me "Dave in a moment I am going to take the handcuffs off her and then put wrist cuffs with little metal loops on each wrist. We will then use these cuffs to padlock her wrists to the loops in this metal t bar. When the handcuffs come off you grab one arm while I and Cindy attach her other arm to the t bar. Then we will of course come and fix up the other arm that you are holding.

I grabbed Cary's left arm and Kelly the right and Cindy took off the handcuffs. Then both girls forced a wrist cuff onto Sandra's right arm and used the loops to padlock it to the t bar. Once that was done, the girls did the same to her left arm. Cindy then went over to the wall and started to turn the winch. With her arms over her head and the bar being forced up through the winch, Sandra was slowly but surely forced into a sitting position with her arms held over her head. Cindy then cut the duct tape and the girls quickly fastened a spreader bar between her two ankles, which forced her legs apart and exposed her pussy. Their idea was to make Sandra feel like a slut, with her tits and pussy wide open and her shorts and thong still pulled down but around the bottom of her legs.

"What the fuck do you girls think you are doing?" Sandra yelled. "You think I give a shit if you show that video to the girls at work? I will simply get another job."

"Who says we will just show it to the girls at work?" Kelly replied. "How about on an internet website or how about all the people you know at the university you are returning to in the fall? Relax and learn to become a slave."

Sandra gave Kelly and Cindy as well as me a cold stare and said nothing. Clearly this point had struck home and there was nothing she could say. But at the same time she was still defiant.

"Dave will demonstrate your future, Sandra." Cindy said. "Dave, put on your slave collar, cuffs on your wrist and your cock ring after getting naked and crawl over here.

Now this was a test for me as well. Was I really willing once again to put myself in bondage for these girls who had the keys to all the padlocks I was about to put on my body? I found I was ready to do this and found it exciting; in fact it gave me an erection that all the girls saw me as a slave and Cindy and Kelly smiled knowingly as an indication they thought my training to be a willing foot slave was progressing well.

Sandra stared at me in horror as I voluntarily put wrist cuffs on each wrist like she was wearing and locked them on with padlocks to which I had no key. Then I did the same with the slave collar. Sandra also stared in fascination as I put on the cock ring, pushing my balls through the metal loops and tightening the rubber band around the base of my penis before snapping the lock shut.

"Soon you will be as obedient a slave as Dave, Sandra", Kelly said. "Let me show you what a good slave he is. Dave, I have left on the same smelly socks you worshiped yesterday and in fact slept with my sneakers on last night. These shoes and feet are ripe Dave. Get on you knees and lick them."

Sandra stared horrified as I knelt down and started to lick Kelly's sneakers. I could tell right away that the stench level was way up from yesterday. Cindy pulled up a chair and rested her sneakers on the back of my head as if I were a footstool and started to chat with Kelly what should be done to train Sandra.

"Sandra is such a bitch", Cindy said. "I want to repay her for all the trouble she has given us at work and I am sure we can break her."

"Perhaps the best way is to show her we are serious and she has no choice," Kelly replied. "Humiliation should work with a bitch like this."

"Well, we can really humiliate her by making her serve us. After all she is not bisexual and we are."

"Good idea and at the same time if we make Dave give her orgasms, then we can train her to like it, just as we are training slave Dave here."

I knew the girls were right as I could feel my training was starting to have an effect. This time and for the first time I was getting an erection from licking Kelly's feet, even though the stench of her sneakers had reached an all time high. My erection came just from being a sneaker slave; nothing else was happening to make me horny.

"Let's do it", Cindy said. "But first I am going to make her beg. This will humiliate her and anyway I want to hear this bitch beg after all the shit she has given me at work."

As I continued to lick Kelly's sneakers, Cindy picked up a heavy rubber paddle and moved behind Sandra. "Beg to lick my sneakers, bitch", she told her.

Sandra said nothing, indicating she knew she was doomed as no more threats or retorts were coming from her bee sting lips. At the same time, she refused at least for the moment to beg. Cindy started swatting her ass. I could tell that were hard swats from the whacking sound each blow made as it landed. Sandra, despite efforts to not react, started to gasp and moan from each blow. After twenty or so whacks, Cindy stopped and said "Sandra, beg to lick my sneakers". Sandra replied by saying in a quiet voice "okay I will kiss your sneakers."

"This will not do", Cindy replied. "First of all I want my sneakers licked just like Kelly is enjoying Dave licking hers. Secondly, I asked you to beg and not just say okay." Having said this, Cindy returned to whacking her ass with the rubber paddle. After a few more whacks, Sandra had to give in and said "Dear Cindy, May I please have the pleasure of licking your sneakers?"

Cindy did not even bother to answer but walked over across the room and brought a bar stool and placed it if front of the kneeling and immobile Sandra. When she sat on the stool her butt was more or less at the same height as Sandra's face and it was easy for her to place a sneaker covered foot on each of Sandra's shoulders.

"So you want to lick my sneakers, Sandra", she asked.

"Yes please and thank you", Sandra replied, obviously being afraid of getting some more whacks on the butt.

Once again without a word Cindy took her right foot off Sandra's shoulder and stuck it right under her lips. Sandra had to lean her head down and forward a bit and started to lick the sneaker. Immediately her nose wrinkled and she made a face, as she was both surprised and overcome by the stench of the sneaker. "Lick with more passion", Cindy said "or I will have to beat your butt some more."

"See how nicely Sandra is now licking", said Cindy. "Not as well as Dave but she is doing a reasonable job." To more fully humiliate her, Cindy placed her other foot on top of Sandra's head and ran it through her hair as her other sneaker was being licked.

"Now we know that Sandra knows how to lick", said Kelly, "I think we should get on with more humiliation combined with orgasms. Just sit there Cindy and I will organise things."

Kelly turned to me and ordered me to lie on my back on the floor behind Sandra and where her butt was. Instructing Sandra to lift her butt a bit, I was ordered then to crawl face up under Sandra's ass and to push my head until my mouth and lips were on her pussy.

"Dave is in place", Kelly told Cindy "and now would you be kind enough to remove your shorts and thong, and stand right in front of little Sandra so she can lick your pussy."

"Yum, yum", said Cindy, "I am really horny and would love Sandra to give me a nice orgasm while she gets one from Dave."

To make sure that Sandra would do a good job, Kelly stood behind her and gave her ass a couple of whacks with the paddle just to make sure that Sandra knew she had to do a good job. Then I was ordered to lick Sandra's pussy while she licked Cindy.

I did the very best job I could in licking Sandra's little pussy. After all she was cute and it was a lot more fun than licking sneakers. I could tell my good work with my tongue and lips on her pussy and clit were having a big effect. Sandra started to grind her hips into my face and to moan as best she could while licking Cindy's pussy. Sandra was the first to come followed a moment later with large groans and whimpering from Cindy.

"Keep licking Dave and make sure Sandra comes again", Kelly told me. I am walking around front to take Cindy's place and come myself.

"Hey that is enough", yelled Sandra. "Do you expect me to serve you sluts all night?"

"Yes we do", replied Kelly "and as a slave you should be quiet unless spoken to." You must remember that it is an honour for a slut like you to suck my pussy. To teach you a lesson you will start with my butt."

As I started to lick Sandra again, Kelly walked in front of her, took off her shorts and thong and then turning around stuck her ass right into Sandra's face. She reached behind her with one arm and by grabbing Sandra's hair forced her face right into her butt and commanded that she lick it. Sandra was not so fast this time in getting excited and slow in starting to grind her hips from my lip and tongues work; perhaps the licking of Kelly's butt was not "so much fun" for her as pussy sucking. I kept up my good work and eventually I could fell Sandra starting to squirm. Kelly noticed it to and turned around and put her pussy in Sandra's face so that she would be serving pussy when she came. Sandra as she got hotter started to do a better job on Kelly's pussy and soon Kelly was starting to squirm too. "Lick and nibble her slowly Dave", Kelly instructed me. "I want her to suck my pussy this well for a little while yet." So I stopped sucking and licking for a moment and then started to do it very lightly. I was now learning how to keep a girl on the edge and be in control of when she came. I teased Sandra, getting her right on the edge within my licking and then stopping. Finally as my tongue was getting tired I started to really bang my tongue into her and in a few seconds she came with a great moan. Kelly came at the same time.

I was pretty frustrated now as Kelly and Cindy had both had an orgasm and Sandra who was also a slave had already enjoyed two orgasms. I looked pleadingly at Kelly and Cindy. Cindy immediately picked up on what I was trying to say with my eyes and said "Dave, we are now going to have a contest between you and Sandra. The loser gets punished and the winner gets an orgasm. "What will the punishment be?" Sandra said. "It will be whatever the fuck I want it to be slut", Cindy replied to Sandra. "You need to learn to become a good slave and keep your mouth shut." To make sure she was understood, Cindy reached over and twisted both of Sandra's nipples very hard. Sandra kept her mouth shut and stared at the floor.

The two girls got Sandra and me to crawl over to the front of the couch. We were both told to lie on our backs and then we had our slave collars attached by a padlock to a ring in the floor. Sandra still had her legs pulled apart by the spreader bar and I was still wearing my cock ring. To perhaps make thing equal, the girls put a spreader bar between my legs. Both of us had our wrist cuffs removed, probably because the contest required us to have some use of our hands. Sandra and I thus were tied up in quite a similar way; parallel to each other and with our heads only a couple of feet apart. Kelly took a big chair and put it on the floor so that she could sit over top of both of us, and while facing our immobile heads put a sneakered foot on each of our chests. "The contest is about to begin", she announced.

Chapter 3 the slave contests begin

"OK slaves", Kelly said, "Here is how the contest works. I am going to put a mask on each of you, and then put one of my sweat drenched and smelly socks on each of your faces. You will kiss and smell this gorgeous treat for as long as you want. The slave who stops first is the loser and may not move or do anything that would indicate to the other slave that he or she has stopped. In this way the winning slave could continue sucking and kissing my stinky sock way after the time the other slave has stopped. Until both slaves have stopped no one will know who the winner is. You had better hope you win and worship me for a long time to assure this; the loser is really going to get punished and the winner gets a nice reward."

Cindy then added a few thoughts of her own. "I will use this opportunity to help you slaves get to really love the worshipping of sneakers and feet by keeping you sexually excited during this little contest. I am going to insert an egg shaped vibrator into Sandra's hot little pussy and Dave, I will play from time to time with your prick, knowing the cock ring will stop you from coming."

Kelly put a blindfold first on Sandra, perhaps to let me see what was happening. Cindy inserted the vibrator egg in Sandra's pussy, not a hard task as her legs were still spread widely apart and held there by the spreader bar. Then I could feel the mask being fitted over my eyes and the pulled tight so I was in complete darkness.

It was exciting to be tied up and blindfolded. It made my other senses more acute and I could hear Kelly unlacing her shoelaces. I lay there bound and blind waiting with excitement as to what would happen next. I found being so helpless actually very exciting and knew I had a hard on, but was it due to the fact that Kelly was going to make me suck and lick her stinky sock, or because Cindy had promised to play with my cock? As I was trying to sort out these two factors, I could feel Kelly's. Foot, now with only a sock on it, on my chest. Kelly knew how to torment. Her foot moved very slowly up towards the top of my chest, then over my chin and lips and then settled on my nose, with her toes wrapped tightly around my nostrils. The middle of her foot was resting on my lips so I could lick. As I started to lick, this forced me to breathe through the sweaty sock wrapped around my nose by Kelly's toes. I was losing all track of time and I had no idea how long I had been licking and smelling Kelly's stink sock. I listened carefully to see if there were any clues I could pick up as to whether Sandra had stopped yet or not. This was a devilish game as I could have already won but had no way of knowing it. But as carefully as I listened and despite the fact that Sandra was lying on the floor right beside me, I could pick up no clue. I could hear her soft moaning from time to time due to the vibrator that was in her pussy but could not tell if that was while she was licking Kelly's sock or not. Then I felt was must be Cindy's hand wrap itself around my cock and start to stroke it. I kept on licking the sock in my face but found the feeling in my cock and balls so engrossing that it was a lot easier to keep on licking and smelling. Probably the same was true for Sandra due to the vibrating egg in her pussy. I was as horny as hell but unable to come and as the pleasure mounted and grew all I could get was maybe a little bit of pre come. I had a strong desire to thrust my hips but was also unable to do this thanks to the spreader bar between my legs. I can only describe the feeling I was having as incredible ecstasy but agony at the same time, desiring to come but not being able to do so. Cindy then stopped stroking my cock and started to lick it. This girl was the worst tease of all time. She pulled back my foreskin and started to lick the head of my cock with little light tongue stokes, at different places on the head and with little pauses that left we praying that she would continue. My balls were aching from the unfilled desire to explode and I started to lick Kelly's foot like a madman and to breathe deeply and fill my lungs with foot stench despite myself.

Time now had really lost all meaning; had I been licking this sock for 10 minutes or an hour? I had no idea. But I knew I had to quit soon as my tongue and lips were getting sore and strained from all the work they were doing on Kelly's sock. So I stopped and my heart thumped in my chest to see if I had won or not!

When I stopped there were a few seconds of agony and suspense and then Kelly said "congratulations Dave you have won." Cindy added her congratulations by licking my balls!

"You will never learn it seems", Kelly said to Sandra. "You stopped licking my sock after about 10 minutes while Dave here served for 30 minutes. Now we are going to have to increase the punishment you receive, as you are such a stupid bitch. Cindy, bring up the smell mask while I re-arrange Sandra here."

While leaving her collar attached to the ring in the floor, Kelly lowered the t bar using the winch until it was just dangling a few inches off the floor and over Sandra's head. She then grabbed each of Sandra's arms and used the wrist cuffs that were still on them to attach each of Sandra's arms to opposite ends of the t bar. Once this was done, she unlocked the padlock holding Sandra by the slave collar to the floor and pushed her head forward. Bringing the now opened padlock around front, she attached the front of Sandra's slave collar to the t bar as well, forcing her head into an upright position. Returning to the winch, Kelly turned the handle, forcing Sandra slowly but surely into an upright position with her hands and head attached to the t bar. Once Sandra was upright on her knees with the t bar holding her hands to each side of it and her head tilted back and attached to the middle of it, she locked the winch into place. Sandra was now totally vulnerable, sitting on her knees with her feet out behind her but held apart by the spreader bar. Kelly then ordered her to get her ass up in the air and get into a doggie position. As soon as Sandra did so, Kelly put a strap around her waist and ran a chain from the back of the strap and padlocked it to a ring on the back of the slave collar. This forced her to keep her back and ass parallel to the ground as the belly was attached to the slave collar that was attached on the other side to the t bar.

"Dave", Kelly said to me, "Sandra is now in a nice position for you to give her a long and slow doggie fucking for which we will take off your cock ring. But first we have to fix her up on the other end around her face to be punished."

Cindy walked around in front of Sandra with a funny looking mask in her hand. It looked like the kind of masks that pilots used to wear in the Second World War, except it was deigned to only go over the nose and not cover the mouth. From where it would fit over the nose there were 2 little plastic tubes that would obviously go into the nostrils. There was a long tube dangling from it that ended in a broad piece of hard plastic tubing that spread out into a broad flat piece with many air holes in it. Clearly with the mask in place the wearer would have to breathe in through the nose from wherever the flat end of the plastic tube was placed.

"This is our sneaker enjoyment mask Sandra", Kelly said, "which has been designed for bad slave like you. Once this is forced over and into your nose and the broad end inserted into my sneaker while I am still wearing it, your nostrils will be filled with hot and fun filled air from my hot little sneaker. Oh, do not worry we will do something with your mouth so you will be breathing through your nose!"

Kelly reached down and put her stinky sneakers back on and inserted the flat but broad end of the plastic tube down the side of her sneaker and underneath her instep. With a grin she stepped forward and pulled the other end of the mask over Sandra's head and inserted the little tubes in her nostrils. Pulling the strap hard to hold it in place, she then padlocked the straps together at the back. Sandra of course started to breathe through her mouth.

"Nice try slut", Kelly told her. "You should be breathing through your nose to enjoy the privilege of my smelly sneaker; you are a slut slave. We will shut your mouth right after you beg Dave to doggie fuck you."

Cindy released me from all my bonds and took off my cock ring, ordering me to go and stand in front of Sandra's face padlocked to the t bar. "Beg him to fuck you doggie style Sandra", Cindy ordered. Sandra was still being stubborn and said nothing, so Kelly got out the rubber paddle and whacked her on the ass several times. Finally, Sandra opened her mouth and said "Dave, would you please doggie fuck me as long as you want?"

Before I could say a word, Cindy replied "Sandra, for being a slow and unwilling slave, before I let Dave fuck you, you have to beg to have my sock stuffed in your mouth. This will permit you to taste my sock while you smell Kelly's sneaker through the sneaker enjoyment mask!"

Sandra hesitated, but then noticed that Kelly was right behind her with the rubber paddle and she knew she would get her ass tormented until she did the begging. So, she opened her mouth and said "please Cindy put you sock in my mouth so I can taste it!" Cindy, without saying a word took off her right sneaker and peeled her sock off her foot. It was so sweat and grime soaked that it was almost sticking to her skin. Rolling it in a ball, she grabbed Sandra, forced her mouth open and shoved in the sock. To secure it in place, she covered Sandra's mouth with a big piece of duct tape. I could see Sandra's eyes bulge out as the taste hit her mouth and the smell filled her nostrils. I could only imagine how awful the stench and the taste might be and promised myself I would do everything to avoid this. I forgot that it was the goal of the girls to train me to beg for this sort of treatment.

Sandra started to thrash like a fish out of water but of course this did her not good at all. He head and arms were padlocked to the t bar and the mask was tight and padlocked on her face. With her hands being unavailable, she could not do anything to get the sock out of her mouth; even her tongue could not push it out thanks to the duct tape.

"Dave, congratulations on winning", Kelly said again. "It is now time for you to give Sandra a nice doggie fuck and enjoy coming without your cock ring. I want you to give her a nice slow fuck so she can enjoy what she is smelling and tasting. There is one extra little part Dave but we will tell you about it when you have your cock in Sandra. Get behind her and put your cock in her pussy but do not move until we tell you that you can."

I did not need any encouragement, as I was as horny as hell. I got behind Sandra and inserted my cock in her pussy. Sandra tried to say something but all I could hear was a grunt thanks to the sock in her mouth and the duct tape. But what was there to worry about? Sandra had begged me to doggie fuck her. As ordered, I left my cock motionless inside her but was dying to start pumping. Cindy grabbed a barstool and placed it beside the middle of Sandra's body, took off her sneakers and placed her socks facing me. "Dave, you know you are being trained to love feet", Cindy told me. "So I want you to be licking and smelling my feet while you come in Sandra."

I was so hot that I did not even hesitate for a second to lean down and place my nose and lips onto the bottom of Cindy's socks. The stench was terrible but so was my erection. "Lick and fuck to your heart's content Dave", Kelly said.

For the first time ever I was voluntarily sucking and licking on disgusting socks, with no restraint. As the stench of the socks began to hit my nose and lips, I started to pump Sandra's pussy. I did it slowly as requested and both Kelly and Cindy laughed. They obviously really enjoyed the two of us, me and Sandra, being their slaves at the same time. After about five minutes I could contain myself no longer and came with a loud groan.

The girls then untied us as they were exhausted from all the fun they had enjoyed. Cindy instructed me to meet her tomorrow afternoon at a certain coffee shop at 3.00 pm and gave a different address close to the coffee shop for Sandra to show up at 4.00 PM when her noon lunch shift was finished at the restaurant. Cindy reminded everyone that every girl would continue to wear the same socks and sneakers to build the punishment."

I had no idea what would happen when I turned up at the coffee shop and Sandra showed by the look on her face that she too was scared what would happen to her at the nearby address.

Chapter 4 Going to the Domme shop

As ordered, I met Kelly and Cindy at the coffee shop. I notice right away that they were wearing the same sneakers and socks as they had on yesterday. Their shoes and feet would now smell even more than before with a further day's use without being changed. Also it was a hot and muggy afternoon which would add to the stench. The first thing I was told to do was to go into the washroom and put on my cock ring. I hated doing this as it really hurt to pull my balls through the little metal rings and pulling the rubber band tight around my prick also was uncomfortable. But I had no choice. I did all of this and as a last step locked the cock ring in place, as always without having the key to unlock it.

The girls were sitting at a table in the back of the shop and Cindy reached underneath the table and undid my zipper to make sure the cock ring was in place. I wondered where we were going and just who this girl Laura was but of course was afraid to ask. As a slave, I was learning that speaking without first being spoken to could get me into a lot of trouble and pain.

We all finished our coffee and started out the door and walked across the street. I looked up and saw a sign that said "domme shop" and my heart skipped a beat as I could guess that was where we were going. I was right as the girls headed straight for the door. Just before swinging the door open, Cindy grabbed my hands and cuffed them together behind my back and then pushed me through the door.

As we entered I could see we were in a shop that sold tons of different bondage and discipline equipment. There were whips, cock rings, handcuffs and ball gags hanging from the walls plus a lot of other devices that I had no idea what they were for. At the back of the store was a big sign marked as the entrance to a display room. But the thing that caught my eye more than anything else was the goddess standing behind the counter. She was a tall blond with beautiful make up and beautiful bee sting lips. She indeed looked quite a bit like Pamela Anderson except her tits were ample and well shaped instead of being huge. She also had a nice round and firm ass and great legs. She was dressed somewhat like a domme, wearing long leather boots, which from their condition I could tell had been worn a long time. She also had on a very short jean skirt and a tight white t-shirt.

"So this is your famous slave in training", she said to Cindy.

"Yes", Cindy replied "and he can certainly use your firm hand Laura to improve his attitude to serve completely and with joy."

"How is the process of getting him to love servicing and worshipping feet as well coming along?" Laura asked.

"We are making some progress here", Laura replied. "He now gets an erection whenever he kisses boots, socks or feet even though nothing else is done to stimulate him. His attitude of being a slave is less desirable. He will follow orders but not immediately and without a huge amount of enthusiasm."

"Training him to do anything for an orgasm and keeping him hot without relief in a cock ring will eventually complete the job", Laura remarked. "Slave, get down on your knees and lick my boots. I want to see if you get an erection".

I knew I had to do this. It was clear to me that if I behaved badly in front of this girl Cindy and Kelly would be furious, as it would reflect on their training. They would punish me terribly. So out of a mixture of desire and fear, I knelt down in front of this gorgeous blond Laura who had her hands on her hips and was staring at me and awaiting my response.

I got down on my knees in a doggie position and started to kiss her knee high leather boots. They really stank. This girl too obviously kept her socks and boots in the smelliest condition possible as a way of humiliating and punishing. Even kissing the outsides of them I could smell a very strong aroma.

All of a sudden, I felt a tremendous searing pain on my ass. I had been hit three times with a riding crop that hurt like hell and I suspected had even left welts on my ass right through my pants. "You stupid fuck", Laura shouted at me. "I told you to lick my boots and you are just kissing them. Get your tongue way out and clean both my boots all over before I beat your ass for half and hour." I got my tongue way out and started to lick like mad, suffering the taste of the old and foul leather. I knew this chick Laura would indeed beat my ass.

"He needs a lot of training as a slave", Laura said. "Does he know what he is here for?"

"Not yet", replied Cindy.

"Well", Laura replied, "serving as a demonstration slave to my domme customers who come here to buy the expensive equipment we have in the demo room should help him learn how to serve. I hope that slut Sandra you mentioned is also coming as some of the equipment is designed to punish two slaves at once. Also some of the dommes like to punish girls too."

"Sandra will be here in an hour or so when she finishes at Hooters", Cindy told Laura. "She has the afternoon shift today."

"Well in the meantime you can excite this poor slave if need be until Sandra gets here", Laura replied and Cindy and Kelly nodded in agreement. I was scared as shit as now I would be a slave to every domme that came into this store. Cindy and Kelly were certainly determined to make me an obedient slave; they had enlisted a whole stable of dommes to help train me.

Laura invited us all to go into the demo room while we were waiting for Sandra to arrive. The first item she showed us was a big comfortable armchair for a domme to sit in, which had some special features. There were telescoping rods that could be pulled out from the bottom of each side of the chair. Each arm had metal loops on it that could be locked around a slave's ankles or wrists. By adjusting the length of the telescoping arms the slave could be positioned to be up close and personal to service a pussy or have his ass available for a good caning. The slave could also be positioned of course to worship the feet of his mistress. Each arm of the chair had a cup holder so the mistress could enjoy a cool drink and the side of the chair was equipped with a lot of canes, whips and other implements.

Naturally Cindy volunteered that Laura would use me to demonstrate how comfortable the chair was. She pulled the rods out to a medium length and then ordered me to get naked, except of course for my cock ring which was left firmly locked in place. I was ordered to kneel so that the back rings on the rods were opposite my ankles, which were then locked into place by the metal rods. "Note how I have left the slave's hands free, so that he can worship my feet and hold them so that I do not have to strain my legs by holding them up", Laura said. "The loops around the ankles are most effective as the slave cannot stand up or otherwise rise and is really helpless even though his hands are free. If there is any failure to follow orders, then we just use this handy little cane here to whack the slave in the balls. However as a precaution I always like to attach the cock ring of the slave to the metal rods like this." Reaching down, Laura snapped a chain onto the loop at the bottom of my cock ring and then pulled it tight and snapped the other end onto the ring around my left ankle. "Now Dave will obey for sure", Laura said, "as any movement will yank painfully on his balls."

"You have told me you want to keep Dave excited as he worships smelly feet", Laura said to the girls. "Well, there are easy ways to do this without having to go to any trouble." She reached into the leather pouch built into the side of the chair and pulled out an obviously very effective ticking device. It was on a long thin stick and half its length was covered with soft feathers and pieces of soft plastic fluff that clearly could tickle you like mad. "It works like this"; she said and started to use the tickler on my cock and balls. The tickling sensation was incredible on my balls and caused me to ache with pleasure. I tried to squirm as the tickling was so erotic but could not do so with my cock ring including my balls being so tightly bound by the chain.

"Lick my boots again slave", Laura ordered me. With my balls on fire from the tickling, I held Laura's proffered left leg in my hands and started to lick it all over. I was careful to lick from the toe where the stench could be smelt through the leather all across the sides and top and right up to where the boots ended around her knee. When the left boot was finished, Laura changed legs so that I could worship the other one. I repeated the whole procedure even though my tongue was getting rough and sore from all the licking. It was a strange sensation as I was a naked slave licking smelly boots but at the same time due to the ball tickling I was in a constant state of high arousal. I would have given anything to come but the cock ring made it impossible. I found I was really in a strange way beginning to like these experiences, even though they were both frightening and humiliating.

After I had finished the second boot, Laura said to me "now comes the big treat Dave. You may undo the zipper of my left boot with your teeth and then pull it off. You will then gently and tenderly plaster my socked foot on your face while supporting it with your hands so that my leg is comfortable. My toes should be over your nose and then you may lick the bottom of the sock that is on your lips. Do it now Dave."

I slowly undid the zipper with my teeth. As the zipper moved inch by inch the overpowering smell of sweat and leather grew stronger. I thought to myself that I would never be able voluntarily to stick these stench drenched toes and sock over my nose. But at the same time I realised I had no choice. I had to do it voluntarily which was so totally humiliating or I would be forced to do it and probably caned as well. So when I came to the end of the zipper I gently grabbed Laura's sock covered foot and placed the toes of it over my nose and started to lick. The stench hit me like a sledge hammer and my humiliation was increased by all the girls starting to laugh at my fate together.

I thought this was the worst punishment I could ever suffer, due to the deep smell of sweat and leather and the sour and foul taste of the sock on my tongue. But I was wrong as Laura found a way to increase my suffering. She leant forward and pulled back the foreskin on my swollen dick and then started to tickle the naked end of it with the tickle stick. I started to jerk and buck like a fish out of water. This level of sexual arousal and tickling was driving me out of my mind. Laura gave me a stern warning to stop jerking around or "she would beat the shit out of me." So I tried to remain still even though the tickling, the stench and the taste all combined to nearly drive me crazy.

Despite my predicament I could hear Laura's assistant bringing Sandra into the room. Sandra was questioned to make sure she was still wearing the same socks and sneakers that she had on yesterday and she confirmed this was the case. Sandra was then told that she along with me would be used to demonstrate some new equipment to the dommes that came into the shop. I imagined that Sandra was as horrified as I was.

The girls then all decided that I should be freed up to see the toys they were going to use on Sandra by herself and also so that I would be available to "assist" with the toys that were to be used on two slaves together. But at the same time they decided that as a slave I should also get some punishment. Kelly informed me that I had never enjoyed the pleasure of the "sneaker enjoyment mask" and so this would now be strapped on to me.

The thought of being strapped into this mask to smell rotten sneakers had frightened me ever since I had seen it used on Sandra and had seen how it made her eyes bug out. But now I had no choice, once again.

My hands were once again cuffed behind my back before my ankles were unlocked. While still in the kneeling position, Laura took the sock I had been licking off her foot and thrust it into my mouth as deep as it could go. She then covered my mouth with duct tape to ensure that I could only breathe through the nose. The taste of the sock imbedded in my mouth was bad enough but now the mask was coming.

Kelly stuffed the end of the plastic tube dangling from the mask into the sneaker on her left foot. With a wicked grin, Kelly put the two plastic tubes protruding from the mask itself into my nostrils and then put the rubber part of the mask into place. With a swift and deft movement, she then pulled the buckle and strap of the mask at the back of my neck tight and fastened it in place so the mask was tight on my nose and face. The stench of her sneaker I was now forced to breathe from hit me like a truck. The stench of rubber, canvas and sweat, all hot and moist filled my nose while the taste of the sock filled my mouth. But in a strange way I was finding this very sexually exciting and I knew the girls' training to make me a sneaker slave was beginning to work.

"We should find something for Sandra now", Laura said. "While I show you some equipment for her, let's get her naked except for her smelly sneakers of course and get her kissing Dave to keep him fully aroused."

Sandra started to strip and I could see her lovely legs, ass, pussy and her perky tits with the nice big nipples. She was ordered to stand in front of me, put her arms around me and give me French kisses. To enable me to do so, the duct tape and sock were removed from my mouth. There was room under the mask for her to get her tongue on my lips and then when ordered to stick her tongue in my mouth. I became as hard as a rock and would have gone off if the cock ring were not on me.

Laura then reached up to a shelf and pulled out a big rubber glove that had little bumps and tough spots all over, including on the fingers. 'This is a wonderful tool to use on a slave, especially a female slave" she said. Putting the glove on she rubbed her hand hard all over Sandra's nipples and used the fingers of the glove to rub her nipples very hard. Sandra flinched with pain but kept on kissing me as she had been instructed. "The best use of all", Laura commented, "is to use the glove to give the slave an orgasm."

Sandra was ordered to stop kissing me and start to lick and bite my nipples. To keep me breathing through the mask, the duct tape was replaced over my mouth. Sandra was told to bend over a bit when doing so which would cause her pussy and asshole to be made available. While she was doing this, Laura pulled another rubber glove on her other hand.

"You insert your middle finger ion the slave's pussy with your hand pointed downwards", Laura said. "This allows you while fingering the slave to use your palm to rub her clit. Furthermore, note how I am using my other hand to rub her ass and from time to time to stick a finger and its rubbery point into her ass. This drives a slave crazy. Once and awhile you stop so that the slave is on the edge of an orgasm but has not come. With a little practice you can keep a slave on edge as long as you want."

I could tell Laura was a real expert by the way Sandra was panting as she licked my nipples. In her excitement she would bite my nipple really hard from time to time. I hated this as the pain made be breathe in deeply as a reflex and suck more hot stench into my nose from Kelly's sneaker.

Laura indeed was a real expert and kept Sandra right on the edge without letting her come. All the licking Sandra was giving me had me in the same condition, hot and horny and unable to come due to the cock ring.

Laura noted to the others that now that both slaves were really horny this would be a perfect time to try out a new piece of equipment she had designed called "no fucking way." She said it could cause great fun and amusement as the slaves would be fucking each other but could not come. She brought out a strange looking piece of equipment. It was a metal bar that had a metal slave collar on each end. The metal bar could telescope in and out and thus be adjusted to any length. She ordered Sandra to stand up next to me and put the slave collar around each of our necks. She then adjusted the metal bar, ordering us to French kiss each other and made the length of the bar such that we could not pull our heads back. Thus we were locked with our tongues in each other's mouth and unable to move out of this position, our lips also touching each other. As Sandra's tongue was in my mouth and mine in hers, I was forced again to breathe through the mask and" enjoy" the stench of Kelly's sneakers.

The next piece of equipment once again had a telescoping metal bar but this time with four loops. Laura attached two loops, one around the top of each of my legs. She then grabbed my dick and put it deep into Sandra's pussy. The other two loops went around the tops of Sandra's legs and then the metal bar was adjusted so that neither of us could move our legs and thus our hips. We were thus joined in a fucking embrace but unable to thrust and do any fucking.

I thought it was an act of kindness when Laura took the mask off me, but it was only so that the girls could go next door for a few drinks, leaving us tied up, French kissing and fucking but unable to pump. They laughingly bid us farewell and left with us horny, fucking and French kissing for god knows how long.

Chapter 5 I am lent out for a slave contest

At last we were released from our constraints and both of us were stiff and horny. Laura then asked the girls if she could borrow Sandra and me for an initiation at the sorority house where her younger sister was president. We would be sex slaves in initiation rites for new members and for the general entertainment of the members. The girls agreed quickly once Laura pointed out that this experience would make us more obedient slaves and that arrangements would be made for smelly socks and footwear to increase my desire for these things. Laura told both Sandra and I to be at her apartment to meet her sister Kathy at 7.00 pm and we would be taken from there to the sorority house. Both of us were instructed to wear shorts and a t shirt. I was also told to wear boxer shorts and Sandra was told to be without a bra and with thong panties.

Sandra and I arrived at the apartment at 700 pm as ordered. Laura greeted us at the door, wearing the same outfit she had at the store. Both of us were ordered immediately to get down on our knees and put our hands behind our backs. After our hands were handcuffed, Sandra was ordered to lick Laura's boots and I was ordered to crawl across the room to greet Kathy. Kathy was seated on a bar stool next to the bar, wearing pink shorts and top, pink high cut converse sneakers and pink sweat socks. As I learnt later, this was the "sorority uniform" that all girls wore to the meeting except of course those being initiated.

Kathy took one look at me crawling towards her and said "lick my sneakers asshole; I want to see if you are good enough to serve us tonight." I continued my crawling and as soon as I reached her, she crossed her leg and presented me with her right foot and sneaker to lick. I stuck out my tongue and started to lick it, experiencing again the now familiar strong smell of often used sneakers and sweaty socks. "In the absence of other instructions slave", Kathy told me, "You should always be on your knees licking my sneaker until I tell you to stop." Laura came over and stood beside Kathy, with Sandra trailing behind her on her knees and still licking her black smelly boots. Sandra and I were then told to switch positions and so I ended up with my tongue back on Laura's boots while Sandra got the first chance to taste and smell Kathy's pink high top converse sneaker.

Kathy then started to tell us what we were in store for when we visited the sorority. The first rule was that we were to serve any member of the sorority instantly in any way we were ordered to serve. We were told that out lips, tongue, and genitals were at the command of every girl dressed in pink. The initiates would be dressed in white and we would be used to test them, through doing sex acts with them or through dares. The dares would test the courage of the initiates who would have a chance to take a risk in a contest which, if they won, would provide them for awhile with our services as slaves. If the initiate lost, then they would be a slave to the members of the sorority or would be punished by having to do "humiliating stuff" with one of us. It was made clear to Sandra and I that, even the hint of as failure to follow an order, would result in us being tied up and spanked until our asses were red and we begged for mercy and even then the spanking might continue.

When we arrived at the sorority we were taken down to the basement. It was a large room with many comfortable armchairs and couches and I could see that Laura had set up a lot of bondage equipment including stocks, a St. Andrews cross and other devices. Kathy was sitting on a barstool in the middle of the room and there were 10 other girls behind her dressed in the same manner, all with punk t shirts and hot shorts, sweat socks and pink high top converse sneakers. Clearly this was the uniform of the sorority. Every one of these girls was a real hottie. After all, this was the very best sorority on campus and these girls could attract the richest and the cutest. Kneeling in front of Kathy were the four initiates, all dressed in white t shirts and hot shorts and wearing the same footwear as the other girls. These 4 initiates were also real hotties, every one of them with big bee sting lips, a cute face, nice tits and incredible butts and legs. Just looking at all these girls and being the only guy in a room with such hot chicks gave me a big erection.

Laura told us to remember our instructions as to what we were to do when no other command was given and reminded us any failure would result in a painful spanking with a canoe paddle. So Sandra and I crawled forward towards Kathy on the bar stool. Each one us us took a foot and started to lick and kiss her smelly converse sneaker. This caused a lot of laughter and applause from all the girls in the room, except for the slave initiates who had obviously been ordered to keep kneeling with their heads down. As we continued to lick and smell the stench of Kathy's sneakers, she addressed the crowd.

"Welcome, to the slaves at my sneakers, my fellow sorority members and the four slave initiates who will be addressed tonight only as sluts 1 through 4. A special thanks for Laura for all the bondage and punishment equipment and for bringing these two slaves to spice up our games tonight and make this the longest and most exciting initiation ceremony we have ever had.

Your sluts down there, only three of the four of you will be welcomed in our group and the fourth will be thrown out of these premises for ever. So do all your tests well. The tests are designed to see how much you really want to join, how much punishment you will take to be a member and how well you will suffer it. As the members of this sorority are all hotties, we want to also test your "sex control." How much can you excite a man, how much you can command him but also how well you can control your desires. As this sorority is also a bisexual group, we will severely test your ability to be good at lesbian activities as well. Let the games begin."

One of the other members, Sara, got up and came over to us and ordered Sandra and I to stand up. Each of us then had our hands handcuffed behind us and our arms were then bound with ropes so that they were drawn together and became totally immobilized. We then had a slave collar put on our necks and a leash attached.

Sara the ordered us on our knees in the middle of the room. The four sluts were then ordered to stand in front of us, two in front of me and two in front of Sandra. With a nod of her head, Sara ordered two other girls in pink to stand behind us with big canoes paddles. The four sluts were then ordered to take of their shorts and thongs, revealing four cute and totally shaved pussies.

"This is the first contest", Sara announced. "Each of us has designed a contest and this is mine. The two slaves Dave and Sandra are ordered to tongue the two sluts in front of them to orgasm, first one and then start on the other. The job of the sluts of course is to exercise control and to not orgasm for the longest possible time. The winning team will be awarded one point per slut and of course the losing team gets no points. Now as an inducement to our slaves here to lick well and good, the slave who causes his two sluts to orgasm first will not be punished. The other slave will of course be paddled from the time the other slave finishes his task until the two sluts he or she is serving have both had an orgasm. Also, to state the obvious all you sluts will keep your legs wide open during the entire time."

I looked at the two sluts before me who had number 1 and number 2 written respectively on their foreheads. They were both gorgeous and I knew that licking them would be a pleasure but I knew I had to win or I would really receive an awful paddling I decided when Sara said start that I would start with slut 1. Despite standing in the middle of the room with her legs apart and her pussy exposed, she looked defiant and determined to win. Slut 2 was red in the face and clearly very upset by her predicament. She would be the harder target to make come and thus I would leave her to the last.

Sara said start and I leant forward and put my lips on slut 1's pussy. I started nibbling her clit and she started to moan. Much to my surprise she started to talk dirty to me, so I would lick better. Clearly she wanted to win and was trying to help me out. She kept chanting "eat me big boy, I love it. Put your tongue on my clit and lick and chew it. That's it, run your tongue all over my pussy lips." Quite quickly she came, and I could tell from the cheers of the crowd that she was the first to come and thus I was ahead of Sandra.

I twisted over to slut 2 on my hands and knees. She was biting her lip and clearly this girl would be a challenge. Her legs were shaking a little bit as I applied a kiss to her pussy, nice and soft to make her relax. I the started licking as best I could, out of fear for the canoe paddle. In a couple of minutes I heard another cheer and so it was clear that Sandra had made her first slut come. Then an amazing thing happened. Slut 1 while keeping her legs spread as required, leaned over and started to nibble on the nipples of slut 2 while I was licking her. Clearly a clever girl as this additional stimulation would help slut 2 come and help this team win. The crowd gave her a round of applause for her ingenuity. Slut 2 started to shake and quiver from the dual effect of my tongue on her pussy and the other slut's lips sucking on her beautiful and now fully erect pink nipples. She came with a big groan and I knew that we had won.

I looked over and saw Sandra desperately licking on the second of her two sluts. Then the paddle behind her started to swing and there was a huge smacking sound as it hit Sandra square on the ass. Sandra yelped and started to lick even harder. The blows kept coming and Sandra's ass was canoe paddled at least six or seven times before she finally got her second slut to come. As she finished, I could see that Sandra's ass was pink all over from the paddling.

Sara the left the centre of the room and cute Mary came into the middle to announce her contest. "First of all", she said, "my sneakers are so hot and smelly I would like our two slaves over here licking them while I explain my game. I deserve this because as instructed like the rest of us, I have been wearing the same thick sweat socks all week." Sandra and I looked at each other in shock. I thought to myself that I could die from foot stench if this kept up. "Lick well", she said to the two of us "as I punish and paddle anyone who displeases me." As Mary sat on the barstool to make her sneakers available, Sandra and I with our hands still tied behind our backs, crawled over and started to apply our tongues to Mary's pink sneakers. The stench was awful; I hoped like hell Mary would never take her sneakers off. Before becoming a slave, I would not have believed that any girl could make her feet so stinky that they would smell even when still laced up on a foot.

"Well sluts", Mary said to the initiates, "my test is to test your imagination. I want you to suggest a terrible task for another slut who you shall name by number and which will use our two slaves here as part of that slut's humiliation. The slut who names the most disgusting task will win a point; the slut who has to pay will lose a point. Thus you are best to do something against another slut who is ahead of you at this time. I will give you a moment or two to think of your suggestions. You will then be sent out of the room and come back one at a time with your proposals so that you cannot build on or use the suggestions of others. Oh, and when you come back in you will give me a little foot worship before making your suggestion. There is a half point for the best foot worship."

The sluts left the room and then after awhile slut 4 re-appeared. She took the place of Sandra and me and knelt before Mary's smelly feet. Taking both sneakers in her hands she looked at Mary and then said "may I please worship your sneakers?'. "You have the standard five minutes slut", Mary replied. "Thank you for the privilege", the slut said and then picking up both of Mary's feet in her hands held them in a slave like manner and started kissing the outsides all over. This went on for the following five minutes and I could tell the slut did not enjoy the experience as her face and nose kept wrinkling. At the end Mary announced that slut 4 would only get 3 points out of ten. Mary said she liked the slave like words but the sneaker worship was unimaginative.

Sandra and I were told to resume our sneaker licking while slut 4 announced her punishment. "I choose slut 1 as the victim", was the first thing that slut 4 said. This was a good choice as I had already noticed that slut 1 was real competition and it was wise to have her lose a point. . "My punishment would be that slut 1 has to give Dave the slave here a nice hand job while licking the insides of Sandra's sneakers. "

While the girls would vote on the best suggestion at the end, I thought this was a bad one and that the other slaves would do better. Maybe slut 4 had a heart and did not want to be to mean to the "other sluts" and perhaps she feared that the other sluts in some other game would seek revenge on her.

As slut 4 had already announced her ideas, she was allowed to stay in the room and slut 3 was let in. We moved aside to give this slut access to Mary's sneakers. Like the previous slut, slut 3 tried to ingratiate herself with Mary by begging to serve her feet. But she chose a more punishing and humiliating action for herself. Mary grinned in pleasure as the slut after giving her right sneaker a few licks started to undo the laces with her teeth. This was a very clever game that Mary had picked as the sluts were having to choose their own foot worship punishment and then perform it without any coercion, all in the hopes of winning a lousy half point.

After loosening the lace of the sneaker with her teeth, slut 3 then took off the sneaker. There was a smell in the room that spread out even to those of us that were a fair distance from Mary's feet. Nonetheless, slut 3 in order to win held the stinky sock foot of Mary's in her hands and lowered her lips to the top of her sock covered foot. I could see that she was almost gagging as she kissed the sock but she held in there, kissing it albeit lightly until the 5 minutes was up.

At the end Mary announced she was awarding a 5 for the foot worship effort. She criticized slut 3 of not taking the chance with her socked foot in her hand of licking it all over, a privilege for a slut, and also covering the really smelly part on the bottom. She then gave slut 3 the chance to announce her proposed punishment.

"I also pick slut 1 as the victim", she said. "Slut 1 if I win will have to allow Sandra to lick her pussy until she comes while she sucks on Dave's cock."

I thought to myself that I would really like this and I noted that this slut as well had targeted slut 1 as the one to beat given her "do anything attitude" to win.

Slut 2 was then brought into the room and as before looked somewhat bewildered and embarrassed. She knelt as required in front of Kathy and started to gently and with great reluctance kiss her sneakers. She did a terrible job, neither begging nor licking and at the end received a zero from Kathy.

It was lucky for this slut 2 that she had been teamed with slut 1 earlier and as a result at least had one point. But slut 2 showed her imagination in the punishment she suggested. First of all, she went after slut 3 who had no points at all to really drive her to the bottom and actually have a minus score if she was selected to be the loser. The punishment she suggested was designed to draw votes from the crowd. Her punishment was that slut 3 would be on her hands and knees in the middle of a circle of all the sorority members. While I would be fucking her ass with a dildo and Sandra would be licking her pussy, slut 3 would be required to constantly rotate her body so as to lick and kiss the sneakers of all 10 girls in the circle. All of a sudden with this suggestion slut 2 looked to be in great shape and could win a second point to jump her into the lead.

Lastly but not leastly proud slut 1 was brought into the room. You could tell from the look on her face that she was confident she would not be the loser and would joining the sorority. She was also the most beautiful girl in the room with a body and face very similar to Carmen Electra. The fact that she was so beautiful and proud might, I thought, before the end of the evening really count against her as the members would be jealous of her body and pissed off by her attitude.

She immediately knelt before Kathy and said "Dear sorority leader, it is a real privilege to serve your sneakers and feet. I beg you to let me take full advantage of this wonderful opportunity and worship them fully in the way you deserve. This lowly slave begs permission to kiss, lick and smell them in every way."

She said this is such a sexy voice that Kathy's facial expression gave away the truth that slut 1 had made her hot. So clearly Kathy went both ways and was bi-sexual and also got turned on by having people submit to her. Slut 1 had hit the mark and showed she was a truly talented amateur psychologist.

After removing the right sneaker, slut 1 raised the sock covered foot to her mouth and started to lick the underside of the sock. All the other girls looked shocked; how could slut 1 in such a servile way lick and kiss this stinky sock that you could smell from 10 feet away? When the 5 minutes were finished Kathy announced that it was obvious that slut 1 had won the foot worship contest and had been awarded the half point.

We all held our breath as slut 1 announced her punishment decision. Looking Kathy right in the eye she said "I believe that slut 2 should be punished. The reason is that I am not sure that she has properly developed her lesbian interests or skills to serve her future fellow members and this should be corrected. Also, I do not believe that she is showing enough respect to our leader Kathy. Thus, I suggest she should have her arms bound behind her back. A slave collar should be put on her and a rope run from the back of the collar to her tied arms, to keep her head up and immobilized. She of course should be completely naked except for her sneakers. She should then kneel in front of Kathy with slave Sandra underneath her so that this slut's pussy is on the slave's face so it can be sucked and licked. Slut 1 should be licked until she has 2 orgasms. Until the first orgasm occurs, she should have the privilege of licking Kathy's sock feet and then until she has her second orgasm she should lick Kathy's gorgeous pussy. In this way, she will be getting and giving orgasms from girls at the same time. As for Dave the slave here, to further stimulate slut 1 during all this punishment he should be licking and kissing her ass."

The girls except the slaves of course would now vote on who had come up with the worst punishment. Slut 2 had in my view good suggestions but on the other hand slut 1 indeed had created a devilish experience for slut 2. As the vote came in it was close, but slut 1 won with 6 votes out of a possible 10. Slut 1 got yet another point for her winning suggestion and slut 2 lost a point for being the selected slave. This meant that slut 1 had 3.5 points and all the other initiates were at zero. Clearly a commanding lead that would make her a future target. The other initiates had to do better at any price as the one with the lowest number of points would be out of the sorority.

I was instructed to help get slut 2 ready for her punishment. I undid the ropes and took off the handcuffs from Sandra as she had to lie flat on the floor and with the back of her head facing Kathy who was on the barstool. As soon as I got her in this position I took off all of slut 2's clothes except for her footwear. I was pleased to see as I took off her shorts and thong that she had a beautiful and firm and indeed kissable ass. While I was going to serve as a slave, this I knew was a great ass to worship. Slut 2 stood quietly while I put a slave collar around her neck. I then pulled her arms behind her back and handcuffed her wrists together. Using two pieces of rope I bound her arms tightly together, once at the elbows and the again near the shoulders. As a last step I ran a third rope through the loop in her slave collar and tied it to the ropes around her elbows. This held her head in a slightly backward slant which would be ideal for making her kiss and lick.

Sandra was already positioned lying flat on the floor with the back of her head towards Kathy and her feet pointed in the other direction. In this way slut 2 could sit on Sandra's face in a kneeling position with her legs on each side of Sandra's head and have her upturned face available to serve Kathy. I helped slut 2 crawl across the floor and put her legs on each side of Sandra's shoulders and then helped her lower herself so that her pussy was resting on Sandra's nose and lips.

Kathy with a wicked smile ordered me to start licking slut 2's butt. This required me to crawl between Sandra's open legs and then place my lips on her ass. I started to lick and kiss that gorgeous ass. I could tell slut 2 enjoyed it as she started to squirm a bit.

Kathy then started to give orders. "Sandra, do not start on slut 2's pussy until I have my feet in place on her face. I will tell you when to start." With a smile Kathy then started to slowly take her sneakers off while she talked to slut 2.

"Earlier you did not do anything properly in worshipping my feet. This time you will do a good job. Enjoy the smell as I take both sneakers off. My sweat drenched socks will soon be on your face my little slut and you will this time kiss and lick the bottom of these socks or I will throw you out of this sorority right now and forever." With a slow and torturing manner, Kathy lowered her sock clad feet on to slut 2's chest. Then ever so slowly and sadistically, she inched her feet up the slut's neck, on to her lips and then over her nose. Cupping her toes over slut 2's nose she said "let the licking begin. Slut 2 gets busy on my feet and Sandra get busy on that pussy."

Almost crying, slut 2 started to lick the socks. Then you could see her body jerk a bit as Sandra's tongue got busy on her pussy and her clit. I did my best to help slut 2 come by licking and kissing her ass with my tongue full out. "Wonderful", Kathy said, "you are just about to have a big orgasm while you sniff, smell, lick, kiss and taste my foul socks. This is just the treatment a slut like you needs." Kathy smiled as slut 2 started to breathe hard and get a bit red in the face. It was clear to all of us that she was about to come. Shortly thereafter she did.

"That was the easy orgasm slut", Kathy said to her. "The second orgasm is slower in coming and harder to get to. Hopefully slave Sandra down there knows how to suck clit and kiss pussy and Dave will continue to wash your ass with his tongue. But all this has made me horny so lean forward little slut and give my pussy a treat."

Slut 2 started on Kathy's pussy. Actually she was doing a good job of it, probably because she wanted this humiliation to be finished and over as soon as possible. She started to grind her hips over Sandra's face and this was a clear signal that she was excited but finding it hard to come. She was on the edge but could not get over the top.

Kathy did not have the same problem as she was hot and had not had an orgasm for awhile. Thus with a large groan she grabbed Sandra's hair and pushed her lips against her pussy as she came with a large moan. She then sat there smiling as slut 2 kept trying to come and was sweaty and panting. To help finish her off, Kathy learned forward and started to suck Sandra's nipples. Finally, with a large moan, Sandra managed to come. I was ordered to untie Sandra and then stand nude at attention next to Sandra who had been told to stand at attention as well.

Kathy then announced that all the members should take a beer break and that I and Sandra would be tied up to the St Andrews crosses so that the members could have a little fun with us while sipping a cool one. Sandra was grabbed and taken to one end of the room where I could not see what would happen to her. Laura and several of the members grabbed me and dragged me over to the cross. As a first step, Laura put the cock ring back on me and locked it into place. I hated this cock ring as I could not come no matter what was done to me. While this was being done, I had a chance to look at the cross. It was a standard x shaped cross where our arms and legs could be tied to it in an x pattern that left your body totally exposed. But there were additional straps to go around the middle of arms and legs to make sure you were immobilized. The different part was there was a crank in the back that could be turned. This caused the bottom 2 parts of the x frame to move from a vertical position up towards a horizontal position or any angle in between as the crank was turned.

I got stiff as a board as about five gorgeous girls grabbed me and handcuffed me to the cross and the fastened the straps to my arms and legs. I was really totally helpless.