Billy's Babysitter
By FootBoyJJ..
Meet Billy Poole, a nine year old boy with scraggily brown hair, who stands just under 5’2. Billy is a spoiled brat, because his parents got a divorce three years back, during those three years, he got whatever he wanted, especially since he was the youngest child. Meet Billy’s sister, Stephanie, she is sixteen, shoulder length blonde hair, about 5’7, nice chest too. She got spoiled too, she got her own car at age 15 and she is rarely home ever since. Lately, Billy’s parents have decided to get back together, so to rekindle the flame they are always out. They decided that Billy wasn’t old enough to stay home alone, especially at night, so they hired a babysitter for him. The babysitter was to come at 4:00 and stay until 10:00 every weekday. Weekends were to be decided once they happened.
"MMMMOOOOMMMM!!! I don’t want a babysitter!!!! I’m old enough to stay all by myself!" Billy whined..
"William Johnathan Poole! Stop your whining this instant! Your going to have a babysitter and that’s that!" she retorted.
Billy stomped off into his room and started throwing things around to get his frustration out. He threw his Brett Favre autographed football against the wall and his door suddenly swung open.
"Stop throwing shit, asshole! Can’t you seen I’m on the phone!!" it was Stephanie, with her cell phone to her ear.
Billy ignored her and went to bed, hoping that his babysitter wouldn’t be as much of a bitch as his sister was. He went to school the next morning, thinking about 4:00 that day, and who it would be. Billy walked on home and knocked on his front door. The door opened to a girl about 13 years old and standing at 5’6, with brown hair falling down her back.
"You must be Billy, hi I’m Amber your babysitter. Go ahead and come in and do your homework."
She seemed nice enough to Billy. She looked good too. Maybe he wouldn’t mind this babysitter thing.
"I don’t have any homework."
"Come on, yes you do, now go do it, or you don’t get to watch TV tonight."
"Fuck off!"
"What did you say to me?"
"I said ‘Fuck off’"
"I’m going to have to teach you a lesson, Billy, you never use language like that around a girl, especially one that can kick your ass!" and with that she began to chase him around the house, up and down the stairs, and in and out of every room.
This kept up for ten minutes, since Billy was so much smaller than her and had more energy, but he began to work up a sweat from running around and was soon out of breath. He was running down the stairs when he tripped up over himself and fell down, landing face up at the bottom of the stairs. He was sore all over and could not move. Then Amber appeared and looked him over.
"You’ve been a VERRY bad boy, Billy! It’s time for Amber to punish you." she had some duct tape in hand and began to bind Billy’s hands and feet together and put a piece over his mouth. She then dragged him over to the couch where she left him and walked off upstairs for a few seconds. He could hear her rummaging through things in various rooms upstairs and then she appeared again by the couch and sat down.
"What should I punish you with tonight Billy?" No reply through the duct tape covered mouth, "Oh well I guess it’s my choice tonight, you really should of spoken up Billy."
With that she kicked off her Sketchers and placed her socked feet on Billy’s young face.
"Yeah that’s it sniff my feet! I’ve had to walk around campus all day in these tight things and you know how hot it got today, in the mid 80s. Whew! I can already smell them up here, I shouldn’t be able to if you were sniffing harder!" She punctuated her last comment with a kick to his cheek and then returned to rubbing his face with her sweat soaked socks. Which left the distinctive vinegary odor that you only smell after multiple days worth of use.
The sock sniffing abuse continued for 15 more minutes then she took them off his face and removed the duct tape.
"Got anything to say now little man?"
"Yeah, fuck you bitch!! And keep your stank feet away from me!!"
"Such language! I guess I will just have to wash your mouth out with soap!" she smiled devilishly as she shoved a large bar of Ivory soap into Billy’s mouth.
"I’m going to wash every single dirty word out of your mouth!!" she continued to move the soap in and out of his mouth.
"MMMPHFHMPH!! MHPHF!" he tried to mutter something.
She took the soap out of his and said, ‘Would you like something more tastier in your mouth now?"
"Yeah..", she smacked him hard.
"It’s ‘Yes please Mistress Amber’ now say!!"
"Yes.. please Mistress Amber" he quivered
"Much better" she said knowing that he slowing being broken down. She took off her sweaty and dirty socks off and dangled them above his nose, "Do these smell good to you?"
Billy sniffed hard five times, "Yes, they do Mistress Amber." Billy didn’t want to get smacked again.
She smiled again as she stuffed her dirty socks into Billy’s mouth, "Now, suck them all clean, unless you really want me to smack you a couple hundred times more."
Billy laid there for another thirty minutes sucking on her socks, while she laid her barefeet on top his face, the smell of her feet were worse than her socks. She would constantly insist he sniff the cheesy stuff under her toenails, which almost made him pass out. He signaled to her that her socks were clean and she removed them from his mouth and inspected them.
"Not too bad for the first time, you sure you haven’t done this in the past?" she laughed to herself as she looked at her now clean socks, "Now for another tasty treat! Time to lick my feet!"
He immediately began licking the heels of her feet, licking the salty taste of her foot sweat off them. He slowly made his way through her arches and to her soles which had spots of dirt on them.
"Use your teeth to eat that dirt"
Billy began grinding his teeth against the dirt spots on her soles, it was a tough task but a manageable one. Once finished he moved up to her toes and licked the dirt and sock lint from between her toes.
"Now kiss my feet and thank me."
"Thank you Mistress Amber for allowing me to worship your delicious socks and feet." He said between kissing her heels, soles, arches, and each toe.
"Here occupy your self for the remaining two hours." She tossed him two pairs of dirty socks, "I found them in your sister’s room, that room reaks of her feet."
For the next two hours, Billy sniffed and licked and sucked on his sister’s dirty socks. Once they had been licked and sniffed clean, he crawled over to Amber’s sneakers and began to sniff and lick the insole of her shoes. All the while she looked on with a smile.
"And to only think today is Monday, what about Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and so on? I bet your drooling at the fact of what I’m going to do to you tomorrow and the next day aren’t you?" She laughed like a madman for several minutes, "You may go to bed now, and may your dreams be filled with my feet." She laughed again at her own joke.
Billy crawled up into bed, the smell and taste of her feet still with him. He fell asleep dreaming of what he would do to that bitch tomorrow…
--Tuesday (Day 2 of Billy’s Servitude) Coming Right Up!!
FootBoyJJ
By FootBoyJJ..
Meet Billy Poole, a nine year old boy with scraggily brown hair, who stands just under 5’2. Billy is a spoiled brat, because his parents got a divorce three years back, during those three years, he got whatever he wanted, especially since he was the youngest child. Meet Billy’s sister, Stephanie, she is sixteen, shoulder length blonde hair, about 5’7, nice chest too. She got spoiled too, she got her own car at age 15 and she is rarely home ever since. Lately, Billy’s parents have decided to get back together, so to rekindle the flame they are always out. They decided that Billy wasn’t old enough to stay home alone, especially at night, so they hired a babysitter for him. The babysitter was to come at 4:00 and stay until 10:00 every weekday. Weekends were to be decided once they happened.
"MMMMOOOOMMMM!!! I don’t want a babysitter!!!! I’m old enough to stay all by myself!" Billy whined..
"William Johnathan Poole! Stop your whining this instant! Your going to have a babysitter and that’s that!" she retorted.
Billy stomped off into his room and started throwing things around to get his frustration out. He threw his Brett Favre autographed football against the wall and his door suddenly swung open.
"Stop throwing shit, asshole! Can’t you seen I’m on the phone!!" it was Stephanie, with her cell phone to her ear.
Billy ignored her and went to bed, hoping that his babysitter wouldn’t be as much of a bitch as his sister was. He went to school the next morning, thinking about 4:00 that day, and who it would be. Billy walked on home and knocked on his front door. The door opened to a girl about 13 years old and standing at 5’6, with brown hair falling down her back.
"You must be Billy, hi I’m Amber your babysitter. Go ahead and come in and do your homework."
She seemed nice enough to Billy. She looked good too. Maybe he wouldn’t mind this babysitter thing.
"I don’t have any homework."
"Come on, yes you do, now go do it, or you don’t get to watch TV tonight."
"Fuck off!"
"What did you say to me?"
"I said ‘Fuck off’"
"I’m going to have to teach you a lesson, Billy, you never use language like that around a girl, especially one that can kick your ass!" and with that she began to chase him around the house, up and down the stairs, and in and out of every room.
This kept up for ten minutes, since Billy was so much smaller than her and had more energy, but he began to work up a sweat from running around and was soon out of breath. He was running down the stairs when he tripped up over himself and fell down, landing face up at the bottom of the stairs. He was sore all over and could not move. Then Amber appeared and looked him over.
"You’ve been a VERRY bad boy, Billy! It’s time for Amber to punish you." she had some duct tape in hand and began to bind Billy’s hands and feet together and put a piece over his mouth. She then dragged him over to the couch where she left him and walked off upstairs for a few seconds. He could hear her rummaging through things in various rooms upstairs and then she appeared again by the couch and sat down.
"What should I punish you with tonight Billy?" No reply through the duct tape covered mouth, "Oh well I guess it’s my choice tonight, you really should of spoken up Billy."
With that she kicked off her Sketchers and placed her socked feet on Billy’s young face.
"Yeah that’s it sniff my feet! I’ve had to walk around campus all day in these tight things and you know how hot it got today, in the mid 80s. Whew! I can already smell them up here, I shouldn’t be able to if you were sniffing harder!" She punctuated her last comment with a kick to his cheek and then returned to rubbing his face with her sweat soaked socks. Which left the distinctive vinegary odor that you only smell after multiple days worth of use.
The sock sniffing abuse continued for 15 more minutes then she took them off his face and removed the duct tape.
"Got anything to say now little man?"
"Yeah, fuck you bitch!! And keep your stank feet away from me!!"
"Such language! I guess I will just have to wash your mouth out with soap!" she smiled devilishly as she shoved a large bar of Ivory soap into Billy’s mouth.
"I’m going to wash every single dirty word out of your mouth!!" she continued to move the soap in and out of his mouth.
"MMMPHFHMPH!! MHPHF!" he tried to mutter something.
She took the soap out of his and said, ‘Would you like something more tastier in your mouth now?"
"Yeah..", she smacked him hard.
"It’s ‘Yes please Mistress Amber’ now say!!"
"Yes.. please Mistress Amber" he quivered
"Much better" she said knowing that he slowing being broken down. She took off her sweaty and dirty socks off and dangled them above his nose, "Do these smell good to you?"
Billy sniffed hard five times, "Yes, they do Mistress Amber." Billy didn’t want to get smacked again.
She smiled again as she stuffed her dirty socks into Billy’s mouth, "Now, suck them all clean, unless you really want me to smack you a couple hundred times more."
Billy laid there for another thirty minutes sucking on her socks, while she laid her barefeet on top his face, the smell of her feet were worse than her socks. She would constantly insist he sniff the cheesy stuff under her toenails, which almost made him pass out. He signaled to her that her socks were clean and she removed them from his mouth and inspected them.
"Not too bad for the first time, you sure you haven’t done this in the past?" she laughed to herself as she looked at her now clean socks, "Now for another tasty treat! Time to lick my feet!"
He immediately began licking the heels of her feet, licking the salty taste of her foot sweat off them. He slowly made his way through her arches and to her soles which had spots of dirt on them.
"Use your teeth to eat that dirt"
Billy began grinding his teeth against the dirt spots on her soles, it was a tough task but a manageable one. Once finished he moved up to her toes and licked the dirt and sock lint from between her toes.
"Now kiss my feet and thank me."
"Thank you Mistress Amber for allowing me to worship your delicious socks and feet." He said between kissing her heels, soles, arches, and each toe.
"Here occupy your self for the remaining two hours." She tossed him two pairs of dirty socks, "I found them in your sister’s room, that room reaks of her feet."
For the next two hours, Billy sniffed and licked and sucked on his sister’s dirty socks. Once they had been licked and sniffed clean, he crawled over to Amber’s sneakers and began to sniff and lick the insole of her shoes. All the while she looked on with a smile.
"And to only think today is Monday, what about Tuesday, Wednesday, Thursday, and so on? I bet your drooling at the fact of what I’m going to do to you tomorrow and the next day aren’t you?" She laughed like a madman for several minutes, "You may go to bed now, and may your dreams be filled with my feet." She laughed again at her own joke.
Billy crawled up into bed, the smell and taste of her feet still with him. He fell asleep dreaming of what he would do to that bitch tomorrow…
--Tuesday (Day 2 of Billy’s Servitude) Coming Right Up!!
FootBoyJJ
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