Sister Hired to Torment (F/M)
Posted: Wed Oct 01, 2025 1:51 am
(Heavy foot-content; if thats not your jam….. sorr)
“Michelle, what the hell?!” Matt shouted as his sister finished tying his hands behind his back. Between his bound hands and her sitting on his back pinning him down, he was stuck.
“Oh, stop being such a cry baby,” Michelle teased as she rubbed his hair into a mess.
“Karla texted me and asked if i would “keep an eye on you” while she was out at her conference. I, of course, agreed being the good little sister i am. That was even BEFORE i knew about the hundred bucks!”
Matt rolled his eyes. He couldnt believe Karla would insist on tormenting him when she wasnt even here! Matt had planned on a relaxing Saturday - lounging on the couch, playing Xbox, ordering takeout and maybe finishing the night with an action movie. Now that he was his sister’s captive… those plans were probably ruined.
“It’ll be just like old times, bro!” Michelle as she emphasized her words by bouncing on his back.
“Remember when i would tie you up after cheerleading practice?! Those times were hilarious - and it taught you not to make fun of cheerleading!”
Matt remembered. He had quick flashbacks to his previous experiences at his sister’s mercy. And being at the mercy of a bratty teen girl was definitely not picnic. Michelle was older now - in her mid twenties - but it probably wouldnt take much to revert back to her 16 year-old self.
“That reminds me - its time for your gag! Your favorite gag is my socks, right?!”
“Michelle, NO! Just let me go, we’re too old for these games! Matt plead and began to squirm.
Michelle laughed as she began pulling off her grey ankle socks.
“Never too old for some sibling BONDING!” Michelle quipped as she began balling up the sweaty socks.
“Now, i dont have cheerleading practice any more, but hopefully being on my feet all day at the hospital gives you a similar experience!”
Matt’s stomach dropped as he imagined Michelle - working a 12 hour shift as a nurse - not changing her socks before she came over.
“Michelle, NOAAAAMMMMM!” Matt protested as Michelle grabbed his chin and forced his mouth open, then forced the balled up socks into his mouth. She quickly poked and prodded the socks until they filled his mouth, then she clamped a hand over his mouth while she used her other hand to begin peeling the duct tape.
“There ya go!” Michelle sang over her brother’s muffled groans.
Matt squirmed and groaned into the gag. The salty, bitter taste flooding his mouth and making him twist up his face. He immediately got flashbacks to Michelle’s cheerleading socks being stuffed in his mouth after practice. These socks were AT LEAST as bad… if not worse. He attempted to buck her off his back to free her grip on his mouth, but with no luck.
“How are those, Matti?” Michelle asked cheerfully as she pulled tape off the roll.
“Tasty enough for ya?” Michelle let Matt finish his long string of complaints before releasing the grip on his mouth and wrapping the tape tightly over his mouth and around his head.
Matt groaned as the tape wrapped over his mouth - knowing this meant the socks were sealed in his mouth for awhile. The tape was wrapped tight enough, that it was forcing the balled of socks deeper into his mouth. Matt groaned in disgust as the foul taste made it to the back of his tongue.
Michelle ripped off the tape after 4 rounds and mockingly patted the tape - and Matt’s face.
“Mmmm, yummy, right?” Michelle teased as she relaxed her posture while sitting on his back.
“MMMMRR GGGRRMMM MMMMM!”
“You’re welcome, big bro! I wore them all day just for you! Did my morning run in them AND worked my shift! I wanted to make sure these held up to my cheerleading days!”
“Mmmmmm” Matt groaned in frustration and defeat. The socks were quite unpleasant - just as he remembered - and he was annoyed that Michelle felt the need to jog in the socks in addition to the long day on her feet.
“Ok, now to finish tying you up, proper!” Michelle announced as she shuffled around on his back.
“MMRMGPHP!?”
“Well we cant have you with your legs free! You’ll hop away and try to free yourself! I learned that lesson once already!”
Michelle began humming to herself as she tied more rope around Matt’s ankles and knotted it several times. She began adding rope to his chest, upper arms, thighs….
“GRGMMM PPGMGMH!” Matt protested the thoroughness of her tying.
“Oh hush!” Michelle chastised, “Karla paid me to do a job and im going to do it well!”
Michelle proceeded to tie him more thoroughly over the next 10 minutes while Matt could do nothing but squirm, chew on her nasty docks, and pull at the constraints as she added them.
“….annnnd bring the legs to the butt and tie ‘em tight!” Michelle half-sang to herself as she tied Matt’s legs up to his butt, securing them at the harness around his chest, then tying his hands to his feet.
Matt groaned, annoyed at having to listen to his sister sing about how to tie him up for the last 10 minutes without being able to tell her to shut up. Also, adult Michelle apparently tied tighter knots than teen Michelle - he was in a tight hogtie, with very little squirming room.
“There,” Michelle said as she stood up and dusted her hands off, admiring her captive, “how’s that? Can you get free?”
“Gggrmmmm. Mmmmm!”
“Good! And how are those socks? Still tasty?”
“MMMMM! GGRMM MGMM MMGGPPHHM!”
Michelle laughed and poked her brother’s gagged mouth with her purple-painted big toe.
“Good! You keep chewing on those!” Michelle laughed
Matt quickly pulled his face away from her prodding foot, not wanting to suffer the indignity- or the smell.
“Lets relax for a bit, huh?” Michelle teased as she dragged him from the hallway into the living room, in front of the couch.
Michelle smiled as she saw Matt’s game still going and his online party asking where he went.
Michelle picked up the controller and Matt’s headset and spoke to his teammates.
“Heeeey, this is Matt’s sister. Fyi, he’s doing an escape challenge right now to see if he break free of being tied up, so he cant play right now”
“What? His sister?”
“Bro, i didnt know he had a sister”
“Hey Matt’s sister, are you single?”
“How about you play a round with us?”
“Are you his younger sister or older?
“Are you blonde like he is?”
Matt groaned into his gag, annoyed that his “friends” were so quick to ignore learning about his predicament and instead focused on flirting with his sister. Their “loyalty” left a worse taste in his mouth than Michelle’s sweaty socks.
“Sure, i’ll play a round with you guys. I’ll leave the headset with Matt so you can hear him struggle to get free”
Michelle removed the headset and put it on Matt’s head. Matt was unable to shake the headset loose, and refused to make noises into his gag and further humiliate himself.
The next match began loading as his friends tried to talk to him.
“what kind of challenge is this, bro?”
“How long do you have to escape?”
“Yo, you even there?”
The match began and Matt insisted on keeping quiet. But Michelle was eager to change that. She extended her bare foot to press against Matt’s arm, then began moving it up to his shoulder, then up his neck.
Matt cracked.
“NNMMMM! MMMMM!” Matt plead as Michelle’s foot made it up to his face and began rubbing on his cheeks towards his nose.
“GGMMMMM!” Matt shouted as he pulled his face from her smelly foot.
“Bro, she gagged you too?!?” His friends teased.
“Aww, NAH, man!”
“Hahahah, for real, ‘tho?!”
“Dude got OWNED!”
Michelle grinned as she continue playing and laughing as Matt’s friends roast him. They eventually gave up their teasing and went back to flirting with Michelle, despite her lack of response.
Michelle was content to use Matt as a foot stool while she plummeted his K/D ratio. Whenever she wanted a pathetic moan from him, she’s poke her foot into his face. At first Matt was groaning into his gag to complain about her foot, but after 15 minutes, it was about how much she was trashing his match average and rank.
After the match, Michelle turned off the Xbox and took off Matt’s headset.
“That was fun!” Michelle announced as she sat back down and rested her feet on Matt’s back, crossing her legs at the ankles.
“mmmrgpph”
“Comfy?” Michelle teased with a grin
“MMMMRGPPH!” Matt turned his head to glare and yell at her.
“Oh hush!” Michelle said as she pressed her bare foot onto his face, forcing him to face away from her as he pulled away to avoid her foot.
“I should text Karla and let her know how its going. You just lay there and…. I dunno, suck on my socks, I guess” Michelle teased.
Matt rolled his eyes at the cheap joke. The flavor in his mouth was still as foul as before. As he stared at the other side of the living room with nothing to watch, he tried desperately to think of anything else besides how sweaty his sister’s feet must have gotten in these socks.
Michelle began texting Karla:
Michelle: “hey guurl! The deed is done!”
Karla: “wow, already! I wasnt expecting anything until later tonight!”
Michelle: “what can i say, im an overachiever!”
Karla: “was he a problem at all?”
Michelle: “nah, thing his ass up is like riding a bike! And once i gagged him, its been a nice day. We’ve been playing video games!”
Karla: “oh yeah….?”
Michelle: *sends photo of Matt hogtied, with her purple-toenail-painted feet resting on his back, and an xbox controller resting in her lap*
Karla: “so nice of him to share! Normally he’s very possessive of his games”
Michelle: “i didnt hear any complaints!”
Karla: “tell him i miss his face!”
Michelle: *sends photo of Matt’s face facing the camera, pressed against the floor from under Michelle’s feet, her heels pressing into his cheek. His face is obviously one of disgust*
Karla: “awww, there’s my sweet little captive”
Michelle: “he said he wishes you were here.
too bad he’s stuck with me 
”
Karla: “im in my room now, wanna video chat for a min?”
“Oh hey, Karla!” Michelle said in her exaggerated girl tone as the video call began.
Matt groaned, his face still pinned under his sister’s feet. The smell was beginning to waft into his nose… it was not pleasant.
“Hi, sweetie! Having a fun time with your sister?!” Karla asked, stifling a laugh
“NNNNMM! MMMGG GGMMG RRMGM!” Matt protested while glaring at her through the phone.
“Dont talk with your mouth full, sweetie” Karla teased with a laugh.
“What’s he chewing on anyway?” Karla asked
“My dirty socks!” Michelle announced proudly, “wore them ALLLLL day, just for him!” Michelle continued as she slowly rubbed a foot back and forth on Matt’s face.
“MMMMMMMM” Matt groaned at the humiliation.
“Well good, make sure you say thank you, honey!” Karla said with a smile
“NNMMMM!”
“I think i made the right call hiring your sister for the night. Wouldnt want you getting too used to having freedom! Hahaha!” Karla teased
“Yup! Dirty socks in your mouth is the perfect reminder of who’s in charge!” Michelle added on.
“Also Michelle, “ Karla added, “if he ever gets bored of your socks, i should have a pair or two of panties in my hamper upstairs. He loves those”.
“NNMMMM! NNMMMM!” Matt protested, attempting to shake his head from under his sister’s feet.
“Good to know, thanks Kar!” Michelle said cheerfully, “enjoy the rest of your trip!”
“Thanks love! See you when i get back! And me and my nylons will see you when i get back, sweet husband!” Karla teased before hanging up.
“Ahhhh,” Michelle sighed as she moved her feet onto Matt’s back. “Guess you’re my bitch for awhile.”
———
An hour later, the situation was more of the same, but evolved. Michelle had changed down into a tank top and basketball shorts to be comfy. She continued resting her feet on her brother, but had since opened one of his bottles of wine and was sipping on the nice Merlot while enjoying her victory.
Matt continued grumbling into the bitter socks as he rubbed his sister’s feet with his bound hands. This had taken a little convincing… at first Matt refused, but Michelle quickly taught him that refusal to rub her feet with his hands, would result in her instead rubbing her feet with his face. After his first refusal, he spent 5 agonizing minutes under her feet as she rubbed her soles up and down his face, and wiggling her toes over his nose. Matt involuntarily groaned at the pungent smell of her feet from 12 hours at work. After that, he was a “willing” foot rubber.
“Mmmmm, harder on the ball” Michelle cooed as she flexed her foot in his hands.
Matt rolled his eyes and groaned as he added more pressure to her foot with his already sore hands.
“We should do this weekly!” Michelle announced with her eyes closed.
Matt ignored her rambling and kept - begrudgingly - rubbing.
“Oh come on, you love my feet” Michelle teased as she pressed her free foot’s toes over his nose.
“MMRRRGPH!” Matt protested as he jerked his head away after getting a strong whiff of her feet.
“Hahahaha” Michelle laughed - the wine making the situation extra funny.
“I should make you really smell them - like when we were younger!”
Matt’s eyes went wide. He recalled the days of the past - bound and gagged by his sister after cheerleading practice- where she mercilessly rubbed her smelly, sweaty feet in his face.
“NNMMMM NMMM!” Matt shook his head.
Michelle - confident from the wine - said “yeah, i should make you smell ‘em good! Then you can compare to if they’re better or worse than after cheerleading!”
Matt could do nothing to stop Michelle as she got off her spot on the couch and rolled his hogtied form onto his back, his hands pinned behind him and his knees awkwardly lifted up.
Michelle sat down on his stomach and grinned down at him.
“Here they coooommee! Smell my feeeeeet!” Michelle sang as she raised both of her bare feet and planted them on the man’s face.
“GAAUUMMMMPH! FFMMMGH GMRMMMM!” Mat protested and shook his head as his sister teepied her feet over his face, trapping his nose in a stinky feet prison.
“GRRMMM!”
Michelle threw her head back and laughed as she rubbed her soles back and forth on his face, his muffled protests adding to how hilarious she found the situation.
“How do they smell, bro?” Michelle asked tauntingly and curiously.
“FUMMKM GRRMMPH!”
“Mmm, like flowers, huh? I bet they smell soooo good after wearing those shoes all day. I bet you love the smell even more than the taste of my socks, huh!”
Matt watched helplessly as his - still bratty - sister’s soles rubbed slowly in his face as she taunted him. At one point she cupped one foot’s toes over his nose and told him to “get a good whiff”
“MMRRRGPH!”
“Yeah, keep smelling my feet, bitch” Michelle taunted.
“Its nice that you have your own place” Michelle continue to tease as she wiggled her stinky toes over his nose.
“I dont have to worry about mom and dad coming home and stopping me! No one will bother us here. I could make you smell mu feet alllll niiiight….”
Matt attempted to shake his head away, but Michelle kept her toes cupped over his nose, following it wherever he moved away to.
“MMMMGGGGGH”
“So…. Better or worse than after cheerleading practice?”
——-
After another 30 minutes of being smothered by stinky feet, Matt was relieved when his sister removed her feet from his face once her food delivery arrived. He was also relieved when she decided to remove his gag, allowing him to finally spit out her foul socks. But the alternative wasnt much better.
“Mmm, yum! My dinner is pretty tasty!” Michelle announced as she finished chewing her bite of a double cheeseburger.
“Are you enjoying your dinner?”
“GRRRAUUGHH” Matt protested around her bare foot shoved deep into his mouth. As if this wasnt bad enough, Michelle had wrapped duct tape around the back of her heel and the back of Matt’s head, securing her bare foot deep in his mouth. He would have difficulty removing her foot even with his hands.
“AAAUUGH GRRAAUGH” Matt groaned as she wiggled her toes in his mouth, making sure to run them against his tongue. Her salty, yet bitter foot, made his face twist up in both disgust and anger. The foot tasted foul, and especially so knowing how much her feet sweated today. Matt was also frustrated at being forced to watch his sister chow down on delicious food - still from his hogtied position - while he was forced to suck on her foot.
“Yeah, suck those toes” his sister cooed.
Matt groaned in disgust, hating having his sister’s sweaty foot in his mouth.
“How does my foot taste?” Michelle asked innocently.
“GRAUUUGGH NAUUGGTY!” Matt gargled as Michelle kept shoving her foot deeper into his mouth.
After another 20 minutes of sucking feet, Michelle removed the tape and removed her foot from her brother’s mouth. She excused herself as she left the room, leaving Matt hogtied and grateful to be ungagged for the first time in several hours.
Matt’s heart sank as Michelle returned holding a pair of black lace panties and a pair of purple lace panties.
“Which of these do you think Karla wanted me to gag you with?” Michelle asked with a grin.
Matt squirmed.
“Neither! This had gone far enough, let me go!” Matt demanded.
Michelle snickered as she grabbed Matt’s chine and forced it open. She shoved both pairs of panties into his mouth. She had to use her fingers to pack the garments fully into his mouth. She then pulled out the pink ball gag.
“You guys must get into some kinky stuff, huh?” Michelle teased as she briefly dangled the ball gag in his face.
She then quickly stuffed the ball gag in his mouth, buckling it behind his head, and securing the panties deep into his mouth.
“MMMMMMPH!” Matt groaned in frustrations his mouth filled with the unpleasant taste of Karla’s panties. The foul, musky flavor filled his mouth as the silky fabric adhered to his tongue. He groaned in disgust, but the gag and the ball gag silenced him almost completely.
“There you go, bro!” Michelle laughed, “you’re so lucky to have a wife that thinks of you! I should text her!”
Michelle took a picture of Matt’s angry, gagged face.
Michelle: “Look what Matt has! A panty + ball gag! He said it reminds him of you!
Karla: “awwww, he’s so sweet. Im glad he’s enjoying them! Cant wait to give him fresh ones when i get home!
Michelle spent 10 minutes idly poking her feet in Matt’s face - leading to muffled complaints from him - while she watched tv. Then the doorbell rang.
“Come iiin!” Michelle called out.
Matt squirmed, horrified that his sister would let just anyone see him in his predicament.
Michelle’s friend, Taylor, walked in - her 5’9 body toned enough to turn heads, blonde hair, and blue eyes gave even Matt pause as he appreciated her attractiveness.
Then he remembered Taylor from “the early days”. She had joined his sister in torturing him one day. She gagged him with her socks - far worse than his sister’s - and rubbed her stinky feet in his face. She was a natural, and he hated it.
“Well, HI, MATT!” Taylor squealed as she kicked off her gym shoes and walked over to the couch.
“Mmmmmm”
“Crazy to see you like this after like 8 years. Guess some things dont change, huh?”
“GMMMM MMMM” Matt groaned into his gag. Frustrated at having to endure the taste of his wife’s panties while being mocked by a childhood tormentor.
“When your sister told me that you wanted to see if my feet smelled the same as when we were teenagers, i thought she was messing with me! But i can see you’ve been waiting for me!” Taylor teased.
“NMMMMMM! Mmmm MMMMM!” Matt protested, pissed that his sister called her devious friend over.
Taylor made of show out of pulling off her socks and casting them aside, revealing ber red painted toenails.
“Just like old times, MATTY! Smell my feet!” Taylor said while laughing.
Taylor began rubbing her stinky bare feet in Matt’s face. Matt groaned into his gag as Taylor’s feet moved up and down his face, forcing him to inhale her smell.
Matt groaned at the smell of her feet - fresh out of work as a barista - and squirmed against the ropes.
“Do my feet smell nice?” Taylor taunted as she rubbed her toes over his nose, “you used to love them when we were younger. I bet they smell so much better now!”
Matt groaned. They arguably smelled worse. He endured another 40 minutes of smelling Taylor’s stinky feet as she and Michelle caught up on life and gossiped. Every time he complained into his gag, Taylor told him to “be quiet and sniff like a good boy”, then pressed her stinky toes over his nose.
As Taylor got up to leave, Michelle remember she needed to return a sweatshirt to her, and left the room to go through her bag. Taylor rolled Matt onto his back and removed his gag. She quickly silenced him by clamping her bare foot over his mouth.
Matt groaned into her foot as his nose was - again - forced into the arch of her foot and forced to take a big whiff of her stinky feet.
“For old times sake!” Said Taylor as she collected her dirty socks off the floor.
Taylor quickly stuffed both socks into Matt’s mouth and replaced his ball gag. Matt groaned as the foul, sweaty/bitter taste flooded his mouth. He didnt love his wife’s panties… but at least it was “her”. He hated being forced to suck on the gym socks of these other bratty girls.
“Put a sock in it!” Taylor quipped as she rolled him back onto his stomach.
“Or specifically… my dirty socks after working all day!” Taylor added, laughing hysterically.
“Hope you like the taste!” She teased.
Seconds later, Michelle returned witb a sweatshirt and gave it to Taylor. They hugged and wished each other a good night, Taylor winked at Matt, ignoring his groans, then left.
Michelle returned to the couch and propped her feet on Matt as she picked up the Xbox control and turned on the tv. She decided that Karla needed a goodbye message:
Michelle: **Video**: *Video of Matt squirming and protesting into a ball gag. Michelle presses her bare foot against the side of his face, laughing as his face twists up. She makes a comment on how he loves having Karla’s panties as a late night snack. Matt protests wildly into his gag. Michelle forces her toes over his nose and tells him to be quiet and smell her feet.*. **Video Ends**
Karla: “Awwww, you’re taking good care of him! Love that he’s enjoying my panties so much! Tell him to smell your feet real good! I want him to have lots of practice for when i get home!”
Michelle reads the texts message to Matt as she runs her feet in his face. Matt groans, hating the smell of Michelle’s feet and the foul taste of Taylor’s socks that no one will pay attention to. He hopes the night passes quickly…
“Michelle, what the hell?!” Matt shouted as his sister finished tying his hands behind his back. Between his bound hands and her sitting on his back pinning him down, he was stuck.
“Oh, stop being such a cry baby,” Michelle teased as she rubbed his hair into a mess.
“Karla texted me and asked if i would “keep an eye on you” while she was out at her conference. I, of course, agreed being the good little sister i am. That was even BEFORE i knew about the hundred bucks!”
Matt rolled his eyes. He couldnt believe Karla would insist on tormenting him when she wasnt even here! Matt had planned on a relaxing Saturday - lounging on the couch, playing Xbox, ordering takeout and maybe finishing the night with an action movie. Now that he was his sister’s captive… those plans were probably ruined.
“It’ll be just like old times, bro!” Michelle as she emphasized her words by bouncing on his back.
“Remember when i would tie you up after cheerleading practice?! Those times were hilarious - and it taught you not to make fun of cheerleading!”
Matt remembered. He had quick flashbacks to his previous experiences at his sister’s mercy. And being at the mercy of a bratty teen girl was definitely not picnic. Michelle was older now - in her mid twenties - but it probably wouldnt take much to revert back to her 16 year-old self.
“That reminds me - its time for your gag! Your favorite gag is my socks, right?!”
“Michelle, NO! Just let me go, we’re too old for these games! Matt plead and began to squirm.
Michelle laughed as she began pulling off her grey ankle socks.
“Never too old for some sibling BONDING!” Michelle quipped as she began balling up the sweaty socks.
“Now, i dont have cheerleading practice any more, but hopefully being on my feet all day at the hospital gives you a similar experience!”
Matt’s stomach dropped as he imagined Michelle - working a 12 hour shift as a nurse - not changing her socks before she came over.
“Michelle, NOAAAAMMMMM!” Matt protested as Michelle grabbed his chin and forced his mouth open, then forced the balled up socks into his mouth. She quickly poked and prodded the socks until they filled his mouth, then she clamped a hand over his mouth while she used her other hand to begin peeling the duct tape.
“There ya go!” Michelle sang over her brother’s muffled groans.
Matt squirmed and groaned into the gag. The salty, bitter taste flooding his mouth and making him twist up his face. He immediately got flashbacks to Michelle’s cheerleading socks being stuffed in his mouth after practice. These socks were AT LEAST as bad… if not worse. He attempted to buck her off his back to free her grip on his mouth, but with no luck.
“How are those, Matti?” Michelle asked cheerfully as she pulled tape off the roll.
“Tasty enough for ya?” Michelle let Matt finish his long string of complaints before releasing the grip on his mouth and wrapping the tape tightly over his mouth and around his head.
Matt groaned as the tape wrapped over his mouth - knowing this meant the socks were sealed in his mouth for awhile. The tape was wrapped tight enough, that it was forcing the balled of socks deeper into his mouth. Matt groaned in disgust as the foul taste made it to the back of his tongue.
Michelle ripped off the tape after 4 rounds and mockingly patted the tape - and Matt’s face.
“Mmmm, yummy, right?” Michelle teased as she relaxed her posture while sitting on his back.
“MMMMRR GGGRRMMM MMMMM!”
“You’re welcome, big bro! I wore them all day just for you! Did my morning run in them AND worked my shift! I wanted to make sure these held up to my cheerleading days!”
“Mmmmmm” Matt groaned in frustration and defeat. The socks were quite unpleasant - just as he remembered - and he was annoyed that Michelle felt the need to jog in the socks in addition to the long day on her feet.
“Ok, now to finish tying you up, proper!” Michelle announced as she shuffled around on his back.
“MMRMGPHP!?”
“Well we cant have you with your legs free! You’ll hop away and try to free yourself! I learned that lesson once already!”
Michelle began humming to herself as she tied more rope around Matt’s ankles and knotted it several times. She began adding rope to his chest, upper arms, thighs….
“GRGMMM PPGMGMH!” Matt protested the thoroughness of her tying.
“Oh hush!” Michelle chastised, “Karla paid me to do a job and im going to do it well!”
Michelle proceeded to tie him more thoroughly over the next 10 minutes while Matt could do nothing but squirm, chew on her nasty docks, and pull at the constraints as she added them.
“….annnnd bring the legs to the butt and tie ‘em tight!” Michelle half-sang to herself as she tied Matt’s legs up to his butt, securing them at the harness around his chest, then tying his hands to his feet.
Matt groaned, annoyed at having to listen to his sister sing about how to tie him up for the last 10 minutes without being able to tell her to shut up. Also, adult Michelle apparently tied tighter knots than teen Michelle - he was in a tight hogtie, with very little squirming room.
“There,” Michelle said as she stood up and dusted her hands off, admiring her captive, “how’s that? Can you get free?”
“Gggrmmmm. Mmmmm!”
“Good! And how are those socks? Still tasty?”
“MMMMM! GGRMM MGMM MMGGPPHHM!”
Michelle laughed and poked her brother’s gagged mouth with her purple-painted big toe.
“Good! You keep chewing on those!” Michelle laughed
Matt quickly pulled his face away from her prodding foot, not wanting to suffer the indignity- or the smell.
“Lets relax for a bit, huh?” Michelle teased as she dragged him from the hallway into the living room, in front of the couch.
Michelle smiled as she saw Matt’s game still going and his online party asking where he went.
Michelle picked up the controller and Matt’s headset and spoke to his teammates.
“Heeeey, this is Matt’s sister. Fyi, he’s doing an escape challenge right now to see if he break free of being tied up, so he cant play right now”
“What? His sister?”
“Bro, i didnt know he had a sister”
“Hey Matt’s sister, are you single?”
“How about you play a round with us?”
“Are you his younger sister or older?
“Are you blonde like he is?”
Matt groaned into his gag, annoyed that his “friends” were so quick to ignore learning about his predicament and instead focused on flirting with his sister. Their “loyalty” left a worse taste in his mouth than Michelle’s sweaty socks.
“Sure, i’ll play a round with you guys. I’ll leave the headset with Matt so you can hear him struggle to get free”
Michelle removed the headset and put it on Matt’s head. Matt was unable to shake the headset loose, and refused to make noises into his gag and further humiliate himself.
The next match began loading as his friends tried to talk to him.
“what kind of challenge is this, bro?”
“How long do you have to escape?”
“Yo, you even there?”
The match began and Matt insisted on keeping quiet. But Michelle was eager to change that. She extended her bare foot to press against Matt’s arm, then began moving it up to his shoulder, then up his neck.
Matt cracked.
“NNMMMM! MMMMM!” Matt plead as Michelle’s foot made it up to his face and began rubbing on his cheeks towards his nose.
“GGMMMMM!” Matt shouted as he pulled his face from her smelly foot.
“Bro, she gagged you too?!?” His friends teased.
“Aww, NAH, man!”
“Hahahah, for real, ‘tho?!”
“Dude got OWNED!”
Michelle grinned as she continue playing and laughing as Matt’s friends roast him. They eventually gave up their teasing and went back to flirting with Michelle, despite her lack of response.
Michelle was content to use Matt as a foot stool while she plummeted his K/D ratio. Whenever she wanted a pathetic moan from him, she’s poke her foot into his face. At first Matt was groaning into his gag to complain about her foot, but after 15 minutes, it was about how much she was trashing his match average and rank.
After the match, Michelle turned off the Xbox and took off Matt’s headset.
“That was fun!” Michelle announced as she sat back down and rested her feet on Matt’s back, crossing her legs at the ankles.
“mmmrgpph”
“Comfy?” Michelle teased with a grin
“MMMMRGPPH!” Matt turned his head to glare and yell at her.
“Oh hush!” Michelle said as she pressed her bare foot onto his face, forcing him to face away from her as he pulled away to avoid her foot.
“I should text Karla and let her know how its going. You just lay there and…. I dunno, suck on my socks, I guess” Michelle teased.
Matt rolled his eyes at the cheap joke. The flavor in his mouth was still as foul as before. As he stared at the other side of the living room with nothing to watch, he tried desperately to think of anything else besides how sweaty his sister’s feet must have gotten in these socks.
Michelle began texting Karla:
Michelle: “hey guurl! The deed is done!”
Karla: “wow, already! I wasnt expecting anything until later tonight!”
Michelle: “what can i say, im an overachiever!”
Karla: “was he a problem at all?”
Michelle: “nah, thing his ass up is like riding a bike! And once i gagged him, its been a nice day. We’ve been playing video games!”
Karla: “oh yeah….?”
Michelle: *sends photo of Matt hogtied, with her purple-toenail-painted feet resting on his back, and an xbox controller resting in her lap*
Karla: “so nice of him to share! Normally he’s very possessive of his games”
Michelle: “i didnt hear any complaints!”
Karla: “tell him i miss his face!”
Michelle: *sends photo of Matt’s face facing the camera, pressed against the floor from under Michelle’s feet, her heels pressing into his cheek. His face is obviously one of disgust*
Karla: “awww, there’s my sweet little captive”
Michelle: “he said he wishes you were here.
too bad he’s stuck with me 
”Karla: “im in my room now, wanna video chat for a min?”
“Oh hey, Karla!” Michelle said in her exaggerated girl tone as the video call began.
Matt groaned, his face still pinned under his sister’s feet. The smell was beginning to waft into his nose… it was not pleasant.
“Hi, sweetie! Having a fun time with your sister?!” Karla asked, stifling a laugh
“NNNNMM! MMMGG GGMMG RRMGM!” Matt protested while glaring at her through the phone.
“Dont talk with your mouth full, sweetie” Karla teased with a laugh.
“What’s he chewing on anyway?” Karla asked
“My dirty socks!” Michelle announced proudly, “wore them ALLLLL day, just for him!” Michelle continued as she slowly rubbed a foot back and forth on Matt’s face.
“MMMMMMMM” Matt groaned at the humiliation.
“Well good, make sure you say thank you, honey!” Karla said with a smile
“NNMMMM!”
“I think i made the right call hiring your sister for the night. Wouldnt want you getting too used to having freedom! Hahaha!” Karla teased
“Yup! Dirty socks in your mouth is the perfect reminder of who’s in charge!” Michelle added on.
“Also Michelle, “ Karla added, “if he ever gets bored of your socks, i should have a pair or two of panties in my hamper upstairs. He loves those”.
“NNMMMM! NNMMMM!” Matt protested, attempting to shake his head from under his sister’s feet.
“Good to know, thanks Kar!” Michelle said cheerfully, “enjoy the rest of your trip!”
“Thanks love! See you when i get back! And me and my nylons will see you when i get back, sweet husband!” Karla teased before hanging up.
“Ahhhh,” Michelle sighed as she moved her feet onto Matt’s back. “Guess you’re my bitch for awhile.”
———
An hour later, the situation was more of the same, but evolved. Michelle had changed down into a tank top and basketball shorts to be comfy. She continued resting her feet on her brother, but had since opened one of his bottles of wine and was sipping on the nice Merlot while enjoying her victory.
Matt continued grumbling into the bitter socks as he rubbed his sister’s feet with his bound hands. This had taken a little convincing… at first Matt refused, but Michelle quickly taught him that refusal to rub her feet with his hands, would result in her instead rubbing her feet with his face. After his first refusal, he spent 5 agonizing minutes under her feet as she rubbed her soles up and down his face, and wiggling her toes over his nose. Matt involuntarily groaned at the pungent smell of her feet from 12 hours at work. After that, he was a “willing” foot rubber.
“Mmmmm, harder on the ball” Michelle cooed as she flexed her foot in his hands.
Matt rolled his eyes and groaned as he added more pressure to her foot with his already sore hands.
“We should do this weekly!” Michelle announced with her eyes closed.
Matt ignored her rambling and kept - begrudgingly - rubbing.
“Oh come on, you love my feet” Michelle teased as she pressed her free foot’s toes over his nose.
“MMRRRGPH!” Matt protested as he jerked his head away after getting a strong whiff of her feet.
“Hahahaha” Michelle laughed - the wine making the situation extra funny.
“I should make you really smell them - like when we were younger!”
Matt’s eyes went wide. He recalled the days of the past - bound and gagged by his sister after cheerleading practice- where she mercilessly rubbed her smelly, sweaty feet in his face.
“NNMMMM NMMM!” Matt shook his head.
Michelle - confident from the wine - said “yeah, i should make you smell ‘em good! Then you can compare to if they’re better or worse than after cheerleading!”
Matt could do nothing to stop Michelle as she got off her spot on the couch and rolled his hogtied form onto his back, his hands pinned behind him and his knees awkwardly lifted up.
Michelle sat down on his stomach and grinned down at him.
“Here they coooommee! Smell my feeeeeet!” Michelle sang as she raised both of her bare feet and planted them on the man’s face.
“GAAUUMMMMPH! FFMMMGH GMRMMMM!” Mat protested and shook his head as his sister teepied her feet over his face, trapping his nose in a stinky feet prison.
“GRRMMM!”
Michelle threw her head back and laughed as she rubbed her soles back and forth on his face, his muffled protests adding to how hilarious she found the situation.
“How do they smell, bro?” Michelle asked tauntingly and curiously.
“FUMMKM GRRMMPH!”
“Mmm, like flowers, huh? I bet they smell soooo good after wearing those shoes all day. I bet you love the smell even more than the taste of my socks, huh!”
Matt watched helplessly as his - still bratty - sister’s soles rubbed slowly in his face as she taunted him. At one point she cupped one foot’s toes over his nose and told him to “get a good whiff”
“MMRRRGPH!”
“Yeah, keep smelling my feet, bitch” Michelle taunted.
“Its nice that you have your own place” Michelle continue to tease as she wiggled her stinky toes over his nose.
“I dont have to worry about mom and dad coming home and stopping me! No one will bother us here. I could make you smell mu feet alllll niiiight….”
Matt attempted to shake his head away, but Michelle kept her toes cupped over his nose, following it wherever he moved away to.
“MMMMGGGGGH”
“So…. Better or worse than after cheerleading practice?”
——-
After another 30 minutes of being smothered by stinky feet, Matt was relieved when his sister removed her feet from his face once her food delivery arrived. He was also relieved when she decided to remove his gag, allowing him to finally spit out her foul socks. But the alternative wasnt much better.
“Mmm, yum! My dinner is pretty tasty!” Michelle announced as she finished chewing her bite of a double cheeseburger.
“Are you enjoying your dinner?”
“GRRRAUUGHH” Matt protested around her bare foot shoved deep into his mouth. As if this wasnt bad enough, Michelle had wrapped duct tape around the back of her heel and the back of Matt’s head, securing her bare foot deep in his mouth. He would have difficulty removing her foot even with his hands.
“AAAUUGH GRRAAUGH” Matt groaned as she wiggled her toes in his mouth, making sure to run them against his tongue. Her salty, yet bitter foot, made his face twist up in both disgust and anger. The foot tasted foul, and especially so knowing how much her feet sweated today. Matt was also frustrated at being forced to watch his sister chow down on delicious food - still from his hogtied position - while he was forced to suck on her foot.
“Yeah, suck those toes” his sister cooed.
Matt groaned in disgust, hating having his sister’s sweaty foot in his mouth.
“How does my foot taste?” Michelle asked innocently.
“GRAUUUGGH NAUUGGTY!” Matt gargled as Michelle kept shoving her foot deeper into his mouth.
After another 20 minutes of sucking feet, Michelle removed the tape and removed her foot from her brother’s mouth. She excused herself as she left the room, leaving Matt hogtied and grateful to be ungagged for the first time in several hours.
Matt’s heart sank as Michelle returned holding a pair of black lace panties and a pair of purple lace panties.
“Which of these do you think Karla wanted me to gag you with?” Michelle asked with a grin.
Matt squirmed.
“Neither! This had gone far enough, let me go!” Matt demanded.
Michelle snickered as she grabbed Matt’s chine and forced it open. She shoved both pairs of panties into his mouth. She had to use her fingers to pack the garments fully into his mouth. She then pulled out the pink ball gag.
“You guys must get into some kinky stuff, huh?” Michelle teased as she briefly dangled the ball gag in his face.
She then quickly stuffed the ball gag in his mouth, buckling it behind his head, and securing the panties deep into his mouth.
“MMMMMMPH!” Matt groaned in frustrations his mouth filled with the unpleasant taste of Karla’s panties. The foul, musky flavor filled his mouth as the silky fabric adhered to his tongue. He groaned in disgust, but the gag and the ball gag silenced him almost completely.
“There you go, bro!” Michelle laughed, “you’re so lucky to have a wife that thinks of you! I should text her!”
Michelle took a picture of Matt’s angry, gagged face.
Michelle: “Look what Matt has! A panty + ball gag! He said it reminds him of you!
Karla: “awwww, he’s so sweet. Im glad he’s enjoying them! Cant wait to give him fresh ones when i get home!
Michelle spent 10 minutes idly poking her feet in Matt’s face - leading to muffled complaints from him - while she watched tv. Then the doorbell rang.
“Come iiin!” Michelle called out.
Matt squirmed, horrified that his sister would let just anyone see him in his predicament.
Michelle’s friend, Taylor, walked in - her 5’9 body toned enough to turn heads, blonde hair, and blue eyes gave even Matt pause as he appreciated her attractiveness.
Then he remembered Taylor from “the early days”. She had joined his sister in torturing him one day. She gagged him with her socks - far worse than his sister’s - and rubbed her stinky feet in his face. She was a natural, and he hated it.
“Well, HI, MATT!” Taylor squealed as she kicked off her gym shoes and walked over to the couch.
“Mmmmmm”
“Crazy to see you like this after like 8 years. Guess some things dont change, huh?”
“GMMMM MMMM” Matt groaned into his gag. Frustrated at having to endure the taste of his wife’s panties while being mocked by a childhood tormentor.
“When your sister told me that you wanted to see if my feet smelled the same as when we were teenagers, i thought she was messing with me! But i can see you’ve been waiting for me!” Taylor teased.
“NMMMMMM! Mmmm MMMMM!” Matt protested, pissed that his sister called her devious friend over.
Taylor made of show out of pulling off her socks and casting them aside, revealing ber red painted toenails.
“Just like old times, MATTY! Smell my feet!” Taylor said while laughing.
Taylor began rubbing her stinky bare feet in Matt’s face. Matt groaned into his gag as Taylor’s feet moved up and down his face, forcing him to inhale her smell.
Matt groaned at the smell of her feet - fresh out of work as a barista - and squirmed against the ropes.
“Do my feet smell nice?” Taylor taunted as she rubbed her toes over his nose, “you used to love them when we were younger. I bet they smell so much better now!”
Matt groaned. They arguably smelled worse. He endured another 40 minutes of smelling Taylor’s stinky feet as she and Michelle caught up on life and gossiped. Every time he complained into his gag, Taylor told him to “be quiet and sniff like a good boy”, then pressed her stinky toes over his nose.
As Taylor got up to leave, Michelle remember she needed to return a sweatshirt to her, and left the room to go through her bag. Taylor rolled Matt onto his back and removed his gag. She quickly silenced him by clamping her bare foot over his mouth.
Matt groaned into her foot as his nose was - again - forced into the arch of her foot and forced to take a big whiff of her stinky feet.
“For old times sake!” Said Taylor as she collected her dirty socks off the floor.
Taylor quickly stuffed both socks into Matt’s mouth and replaced his ball gag. Matt groaned as the foul, sweaty/bitter taste flooded his mouth. He didnt love his wife’s panties… but at least it was “her”. He hated being forced to suck on the gym socks of these other bratty girls.
“Put a sock in it!” Taylor quipped as she rolled him back onto his stomach.
“Or specifically… my dirty socks after working all day!” Taylor added, laughing hysterically.
“Hope you like the taste!” She teased.
Seconds later, Michelle returned witb a sweatshirt and gave it to Taylor. They hugged and wished each other a good night, Taylor winked at Matt, ignoring his groans, then left.
Michelle returned to the couch and propped her feet on Matt as she picked up the Xbox control and turned on the tv. She decided that Karla needed a goodbye message:
Michelle: **Video**: *Video of Matt squirming and protesting into a ball gag. Michelle presses her bare foot against the side of his face, laughing as his face twists up. She makes a comment on how he loves having Karla’s panties as a late night snack. Matt protests wildly into his gag. Michelle forces her toes over his nose and tells him to be quiet and smell her feet.*. **Video Ends**
Karla: “Awwww, you’re taking good care of him! Love that he’s enjoying my panties so much! Tell him to smell your feet real good! I want him to have lots of practice for when i get home!”
Michelle reads the texts message to Matt as she runs her feet in his face. Matt groans, hating the smell of Michelle’s feet and the foul taste of Taylor’s socks that no one will pay attention to. He hopes the night passes quickly…
