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My straight turkish footmaster wearing stinky dark socks and letting me Inhale the smell

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You moved into a new apartment building much closer to work so you were excited, you wouldn't have to spend so much time in traffic every morning. There was a college aged guy who lived next door with his father. He figured out you were a fag from the first time he saw you. So he started coming over whenever he wanted to. He told you to keep the door unlocked at all times. He'd come in and drink your beer, eat your food, stream movies, and game while he used your face as his footstool. After the first time, you said to yourself you weren't going to let him do that to you ever again. And when he came the second time and you told him no and to get out, he beat the shit out of you and still used your face as a footstool while you laid there black and blue and cried. You couldn't afford to move out, you'd put all your savings down on first, last, and security rent. So this was your life now, being the fag bitch footstool face to the hot university stud next door anytime he came over and always without notice.
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Did it sound like I asked you? I said kiss my fucking sweaty dirty smelly socked foot. And for not immediately doing what I said you're going to be doing it even longer now. Maybe I'll turn on the double header and relax and you can stop when the second game is over. Fucking faggot you're lucky I don't kick your teeth in. Now sniff, pig!
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So when I asked you to go out for a couple drinks after work did you think you were going to find yourself on your knees at my sweaty socked feet? LOL As if I'd really want to hang out with you. It was fucking embarrassing being seen in the bar with a faggot, that'll never happen again. From now on we'll come straight to your place and you can mix me a drink while I sit back and relax and you massage and worship my sweaty socked feet. Yeah it's humiliating but you know what? faggots deserve to be humiliated. So go and pour me a bourbon on the rocks and then get your hands on my sweaty socked feet and massage them real good they get sore laced up tight in my dress shoes at work all day. You know what? Kiss them too. That'll be a good way to keep your mindset in the right place. Yeah, this is going to be real nice, every Friday after work I'll come over and relax from a hard week's work while you do your job, faggot.
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