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Bedtime Routine

Since moving into our home and taking over, my son's bully, Master Reece has instituted a few changes. Each night before bedtime, my fagson and i are required to kneel in the master bedroom, where our Owner now sleeps with my ex-wife, and list all the chores we have completed. If anything is not done to His satisfaction, we will be punished.

Then we must recite our daily prayer to our God:

Lord Master Reece, thank You for being our Bully. Thank You for coming into our pathetic faggot lives and giving us Direction and Purpose. Please, we beg you, teach us to serve You better, to give you the pleasure You deserve, and continue to correct us harshly for all our fuck-ups and transgressions until You have transformed us into perfect instruments of Your Will.

Then, if we are lucky, Sir Bully (as He likes to be called) will let us worship His beautiful Feet while He watches TV. Otherwise, we go straight to sleep on the floor at the foot of His bed, usually to the sounds of Him fucking my ex-wife and my fagson's mother. we get as much sleep as we can before being rudely awakened by shocks from our smart chastity cages, ready to do more chores, prepare His breakfast, and wake Him by lovingly worshipping His Cock.

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Footcare.

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#4 — Kenny

Cole Money & Kenny Kick Back To Get Foot Worshipped (Part 6)

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Oh, babe, look how cute your ex is since you locked his dick in a cage ! He even brings us breakfast in bed and gently licks our feet to wake us up ! Please, honey, don't make him sleep in the basement anymore, I'd like him to stay at my feet next night !

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“Dude, I’ve never had my feet in someone’s face like this before. I know they gotta stink, man” Cory said, wiggling his toes as my husband took off his other sock.

“Oh my god, it’s amazing. Especially after working all day. It’s weird, but wait until he starts licking them.” My husband responded. I sat there, unable to turn my head away and unable to speak, with the large d I l d o gag inserted firmly in my mouth.

“I notice that metal chastity belt he has on, does it ever come off?” Cory asked, intrigued.

My husband laughed, “that hasn’t been off since before our wedding day. He doesn’t need it to be a good foot boy, in fact keeping it locked up and denied makes him a much better foot boy.” He explained, always happy to answer curious hot guys who had questions about me- a questionable looking figure, with my neck collar tied to the foot rest and my arms bound tight behind my back. “Every now and then though, I like to take it out and tease it until he’s shaking uncontrollably, then I lock it back up and make him suck mine.”

“Whoa, that sounds evil! What a poor little foot f a g” Cory laughed, wiggling his toes under my nose and leaning in to make out with my husband. His feet stunk so bad, it was awesome!