You wake up in an odd position. It is dark and you are kneeling naked with your head and arms immobilized. It gradually dawns on you that you are bound in an old fashioned set of stocks! You start to panic but cannot escape. In front of you is a recliner with no one in it. After what seems like hours of struggling, you are no closer to escaping but you are exhausted and fairly battered by your own attempts to escape.
"Stop fighting it Timmy! You're going to get what you always wanted, this should be a happy day for you!" You hear Natalie say as the lights come on. You start to yell but another swift kick to your balls puts a stop to that. The fact that you can't move makes the pain that much worse. You start to cry as Natalie and Heather walk around in front of you. Natalie is dressed as before with the same pink sneakers. Heather is wearing a blue t-shirt, cut off jean shorts and blue flip flops.
Natalie sits in the recline and leans back, raising the built in foot stool and putting her shoe soles directly in your face. They are caked with mud. "I have decided to take you back, Timmy." Natalie announces with a faux royal tone of voice. "I know that should make you happy." You yell pathetically into her shoe soles "Take me back!? You're kidnapping me you fucking psycho!". Another kick from Heather silences you. Natalie continues "That actually brings me to my next point. We need some ground rules. You are going to show me and my sister the respect we deserve. In fact we are going to ensure that you show all women the respect they deserve. No more shouting, no more talking out of turn. No more pretending that you are anything more than an object to be used and abused at our feet. Speaking of, I want you to lick the soles of my shoes clean. If you don't I'll put a pair of channel locks on you balls and come back tomorrow to try again."
Terrified, you begin to lick her shoes vigorously. The mud is horrible but the thought of having her ruin your balls is even worse. "While you do that, Heather will provide some gentle encouragement." Natalie says. Before you can wonder what she means, you feel the crack of a whip across your back followed by Heather laughing "Lick those soles! Make my sisters shoes shine!". You lick even faster, quickly bringing more mud into your mouth. You feel the whip again, this time drawing blood. "Swallow it! No need to savor it, there is plenty more where that came from!" Heather shouts before bursting out laughing.
"Well Heather is enjoying herself, Timmy. And I am certainly having a great time watching you clean my shoes. Are you enjoying yourself, Timmy?" Natalie asks with a giggle. "I'm miserable!" You answer honestly. Again Heather kicks your swollen balls. "Wrong answer foot-boy!" She shouts. Natalie laughs "Yeah! You need to have a more positive attitude! Now try again."
Afraid of more abuse you answer "I'm having the time of my life!" Heather laughs. "Well than keep licking you lucky dog!" You resume licking Natalie's disgusting shoe soles. Again the whip cracks across your back. "Be sure to get the mud from the treads!" Heather shouts. You slow down and try to work the tip of your tongue between the treads of Natalie's shoes. Natalie laughs "This is how I'm going to clean my shoes from now on! You don't mind, do you Timmy?" You almost slip up, but your sore balls remind you of what will happen if you don't have a 'positive attitude'. "Of course not. I'd be happy to keep your shoes clean." You answer. Heather laughs "What about mine?" she asks. You feel sick but answer "I'll happily clean your shoes too, Heather."
Heather giggles "You know Natalie, he is really enjoying this. He just said cleaning our shoes will make him happy. I think he should be thanking us." Natalie replies "That's a good point, Heather. Thank us Timmy!" You want to die but say "Thank you Natalie, Thank you Heather." Again the whip cracks "That was pathetic! You need to be more sincere! And what exactly are you thanking us for?" Heather yells. You try again "Thank you so much Natalie for letting me lick the wonderful mud from you shoe soles. Thank you Heather for offering me the opportunity to clean your marvelous shoes!"
Heather and Natalie laugh and answer together "You're welcome, Timmy!" Eventually Natalie decides her shoes are clean enough. What does she do next?
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