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Kiss Sisters Feet


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The Tables Turn-Part One

As I looked up at my sisters, and the menacing grins on their faces, I can't help but wonder where things went wrong. A couple of days ago I was pushing them around, and treating them like crap, and now I was lying at their feet. Let's go back a couple days to where this all began.

It was just another average day for me, I was watching an old rerun of Seinfield, and using my fourteen year old sister, Marissa, as a cushion. She yelled and screamed, as I sat on her back, but no one else was home. "Get off me Darren!" she cried. "Sorry sis, but I'm two years older than you, so I have to babysit you. Most wouldn't take it as literally as I do, but that's just because I'm so committed to doing the best job possible" I taunted.

Just then my other sister Ashley, who was twelve, got home and saw what I was doing to Marissa. "Hey, quit it Darren!" she exclaimed. "Why don't you make me?" I inquired. She charged me, but as soon as she got near I kicked her leg and she fell head first onto the coach. Quickly I grabbed her and put her in a headlock, without getting of Marissa. "Haha, too bad there aren't three of ya, that might give me more of a challenge" I laughed.

I suppose I was a bit of a bully, but I was their big brother, it was my job to give them a hard time. It’s not like I ever really hurt them, or anything. I thought that I would be able to torment my sisters forever, but that all changed one day, at a family reunion.

The reunion was incredibly boring. My sisters and I had to sit alone at the kids table, and I had to listen to them talk about some boy they thought was cute, for close to an hour. The worst part was that my cousin Megan, who was only a year older than me, got to sit at the adult table, it wasn’t fair. Sure Megan was taller than me, and she looked like she was twenty-two, with her long blond hair, and full body, but that didn’t mean that she should get special treatment.

After dinner I was forced to endure more of my sisters’ boring conversations, as we waited in the living room for the adults to finish their meal. “Will you two ever shut up” I asked, frustrated. “There’s no need to be rude Darren!” Marissa retorted. “Yea, I think you should apologize to us.” Ashley added. “Apologize? Well now I have to beat you two up” I was sick of their yammering. The girls were concerned, I had easily thrown them around before, but they stood up nonetheless. Marissa and Ashley circled me, until Ashley was in front of me and Marissa was behind. My sisters thought that this would give them an advantage, but I wasn’t so certain. Suddenly Ashley shouted “Charge” and they both put their heads down and came at me full speed. I countered this by calmly moving out of the way. The girls ran into each other and both fell to the floor. “Haha, I don’t even know why I bother beating you two up, when you seem so eager to do it yourself.” I joked. I grabbed their heads, one in each arm, and began to spin around rapidly. When I got to maximum speed I let go, and they both went flying onto the couch.

I was satisfied with my work, and was feeling pretty smug, but that feeling didn’t last much longer. “Darren, how could you! Picking on your little sisters like that is shameful. You should be ashamed” called out a voice from behind me. As I turned around I wasn’t surprised to see that it was my cousin Megan who was scolding me. I had always hated the way that Megan talked down to me, like she was so superior. “Why don’t you mind your own business Megan?” I said angrily. “Why don’t you pick on someone your own size, Darren?” Megan challenged. Megan was older than me, and taller too, and I knew that she was pretty athletic, but I couldn’t pass up an opportunity to knock Megan down a peg. “Fine Megan, but don’t come out of here crying, telling everyone that I beat you up, because you asked for it” I accepted.

I walked over to Megan, with a serious look on my face, and with a purpose, I would teach her a lesson about upstaging me. To my embarrassment Megan looked bored, she even yawned, and then wagged her finger at me, motioning me forward. Enraged, I charged at her, knocking her to the ground. I got on top of her, but she was stronger than she looked and fought back admirably. We struggled on the ground for a while, and although I was getting the upper hand, I was starting to get worried, that I hadn’t beaten her yet, so I decided to go to my knees(something I’d seen UFC fighters do to get leverage). Suddenly the look of effort on her face, changed into a smile and she coyly said “Ha, right into my trap.” Before I knew what was happening she had wrapped her long, tanned legs around my neck. The constriction was immediate, and as she pulled my closer to her body it only got worse. “Now your done, your so done it’s not even funny. I’ll teach you what happens, when you pick a fight with a girl” she said sternly. Megan adjusted her legs, and swiftly rolled over without breaking her hold, so now she was sitting on my chest, with her legs still tight around my neck.

At this point I became aware that my sisters had recovered, and were watching with amazement, at what Megan was doing to me. Megan leaned back, and the choke became even tighter, I was beginning to lose consciousness, but Megan continued to squeeze and squeeze. My face turned blue, and my lungs were begging for air, and just as I felt like I would go out, Megan loosened her hold. Although the pressure was now gone, and I was beginning to regain my composure, Megan still had me in a compromising position, her legs wrapped around my neck, ready to choke me to death, and her sitting on me with all of her weight. “Do you see know, that I’m stronger than you, and really just better than you. At everything! Say it! Say that I’m stronger than you, and better than you.” Megan instructed. It killed me to admit defeat, but I was horrified of Megan, and her piston-like legs, so I complied. “Your stronger than me. Your better than me. Please let me go Megan I’m sorry” I surrendered. “Haha, look at that girls, he’s begging me to stop beating on him, does he stop beating on you when you beg?” Megan asked my sisters. “No! He just laughs and keeps on doing it.” Marissa answered. “Well in that case, lets have some fun with him.” Megan suggested. “Okay!” both girls agreed.

My sisters looked at me with hungry eyes, thinking of ways that they could get their revenge. “What should we do Megan?” Ashley asked. “For starters, lets make him say that girls are better than boys. That girls are queens and princesses, and it is the sole purpose of every boy to make girls happy, and do their bidding” Megan instructed. “Haha yeah!” the girls agreed. “Girls are better than boys. Girls are queens and princesses, and it is the sole purpose of every boy to make girls happy, and do their bidding” I whimpered. “I think you should make him kiss your feet, since you beat him up. A girl at our school once beat up a boy for trying to break up with her, and she made him kiss her feet and beg to continue dating her. They’re still dating to this day actually, haha.” Marissa suggested. “What a lovely idea Marissa, what do you say Darren, would you like to kiss my pretty little feet.” Megan teased, while wiggling her toes in my face. “No! Just get off of me!” I shouted back, there was no way that was I gonna kiss this bitch’s feet. “How dare you Darren, you should be honoured to kiss Megan’s feet, after all she is completely superior to you, you said it yourself.” Ashley scolded. “It’s okay girls, he will kiss my feet, he’s just nervous, so to make him less nervous, my feet are gonna kiss him first” Megan explained.

I had no idea what she meant, feet don’t have lips. My thought was interrupted by Megan lifting her foot up and dropping square on my nose. “Ow!” I shouted, the pain was of her foot’s “kiss” was incredible. “Aww, they like you! I think they wanna kiss again!” Megan taunted, continuing to stomp on my face. I tried to use my arms to defend myself, but my sisters held them down. I was defenceless to stop her barrage, and quickly my face was covered in bruises. “Are you feeling a little less nervous now, my feet will feel so dejected if you don’t kiss them back, they might get angry” Megan threatened. I couldn’t even respond, I was so distraught, but in order to avoid more punishment, I gave in and kissed her foot. “Aww! You do love my feet! Say it, tell my feet how much you love them” Megan teased. “I love your feet, I love them!” I exclaimed. “Kiss them again! Don’t stop until I say you can.” Megan instructed. I continued to kiss her feet, while my sisters laughed at me. “Not so tough now are you Darren, maybe you should kiss my feet next.” Marissa taunted. “Go to hell Marissa!” I shouted back. “No footkisser, Marissa is right. You should kiss both of your sister’s feet, mine shouldn’t be the only ones getting any love.” Megan explained. My sisters giggled, and started to rub there feet on my face, knowing that I had no choice, but to kiss their grimy little toes. I kissed every toe I saw, as the girls laughed, all six of their feet rubbing against my unprotected face. “Aww, like girls he loves us, he can’t keep his lips off our feet.” Ashley teased, as the girls all broke into fits of laughter, and continued their torture.

“Kids, it’s time to go home.” A voice called from the kitchen. Finally I was saved, I would get out of this horrible situation. “Ah crap, we were having so much fun!” Ashley said as she stood up and began to put her socks back on. “Yea, I sure was enjoying the Darren’s lip pressed up against my silky smooth feet.” Marissa agreed. “Well why not make him do this everyday?” Megan asked, still straddling me. “He’d just beat us up” Marissa said sadly. Damn right I would. I’d be beating them up right then and there if it wasn’t for Megan. “Why don’t I come over tomorrow, and show you girls how to make this footkisser here, your slave.” Megan suggested. “Really? You could do that?” Ashley asked. “Sure I’ll come over tomorrow, and we can have some more fun with him” Megan responded. I did not like where this was headed.

The Tables Turn-Part Two

As I woke up the next morning my face stung from the beating it had received the day before. I looked into the mirror and saw that there were several bruises from the stomping my cousin Megan had given me. I was usually an average looking guy, but the bruises weren't helping my appearance one bit. I walked out of my room, and towards the bathroom, just as Marissa reached the bathroom door. Marissa had long black hair(everyone in our family did), has a couple inches shorter than me, and a lot of guys at my school thought she was hot, but I certainly didn't agree with them.

"Out of the way Marissa" I ordered. I was still furious at her from last night, for suggesting to Megan that I kiss her feet.

"No way! I was here first!" Marissa shouted. Usually she would've just conceded and let me into the bathroom, but I guess having me kiss her feet had given her confidence. I was surprised, but excited, I had been hoping that I'd get a chance to get back at the girls, and maybe make them reconsider having Megan come over.

I grabbed Marissa by the arm, intending to push her to the ground, but she stood her ground and grabbed my waist. To my shock she then turned to the right and put her foot out, tripping me, and landing directly on top of me. Marissa had never put up a fight before, let alone took me to the ground. She looked excited at the prospect of finally getting a chance to beat me, and she grabbed both of my hands and pinned them to the ground.

"Not so tough now big brother! Ready to kiss my feet again?" Marissa teased, as she began rubbing her socked foot on my face. Her taunting proved costly though as her other foot was still in between my legs, and while she tried to force her toes into my mouth, I wrapped my legs around her other foot and turned over, flipping Marissa onto her back.

"You shouldn't count your chickens before they hatch Marissa!" I laughed, as I began to press my advantage. Marissa did her best to keep me at bay, but I was simply quite a bit stronger than her. I had pinned down both of her arms and was feeling pretty confident myself. "Ready to admit defeat?" I asked. But just then Marissa lifted her legs up and wrapped them around my neck.

"You should learn to take your own advice" Marissa taunted, as she began to tighten her grip. Although it wasn't as bad as Megan's headscissors, it was still very difficult to breathe, and I feared that it was only a matter of time, until Marissa would be rubbing her smelly feet in my face, with a big grin on her face. Luckily for me though Marissa, had never applied a headscissors before, she had only seen Megan do it, and in an attempt to copy Megan and roll me onto my back without breaking her hold, she left a huge opening. I was able to roll with Marissa, and the momentum from both of our efforts loosened her hold enough for me to escape.

I stood up, expecting another barrage, but to my surprise my sister stayed on the ground. She leaned forward and gestured for me to take my best shot. Normally I would've, but I was well aware of how close she was with her headscissors, and had no intention of letting her lock it in again. Instead I walked around her and into the washroom, to have my shower.

"Ha! What's a matter Darren? Scared of your little sisters, not so little legs?" Marissa teased. I chose to ignore her, and continue on with my shower.

The rest of the day went by normally, I watched some TV and played some Xbox, and only saw my sisters at meals. Unfortunately after lunch we were informed by my mother that she was going to have dinner with my aunt and uncle tonight, and that Megan would babysit us.

"Mom, I don't need a babysitter, I'm sixteen" I tried to explain. But she was having none of it, Megan is an adult and has a very successful babysitting business she told me, and I realized that there was no way out of this. After my mother left I continued to watch TV, however now my sisters had chosen to interrupt my enjoyment.

"Are you excited to see Megan again?" Ashley asked. Ashley's hair was the same colour as Marissa's, but it was shorter, and cut in a boyish style. She was rather gangly and awkward.

"No" I responded.

"Do you think she'll beat you up again" Ashley asked.

"No" I responded.

"Haha, you think you can beat up Megan? I beat you up today Darren, I'm pretty sure Megan can do it" Marissa laughed.

"You beat up Darren?" Ashley asked with amazement.

"You never beat me up Marissa, keep on dreaming." I retorted.

"I totally did! I had your head in my legs, and your face was turning red" Marissa argued.

"Yea, but I got out, so you didn't beat me up" I countered. Just as I finished the doorbell rung and I realized that the nightmare was about to begin. Both of the girls ran to the door, clearly excited about what was about to unfold. Megan greeted the girls and took of her coat, and for a second I thought maybe she had forgotten about me, until she said "Where is that foot-kissing brother of yours?"

"He's in here!" Marissa exclaimed, and showed Megan to the living room.

"He's been just dying for a chance to kiss your beautiful feet again" Ashley lied, producing giggles from the girls.

"Is that true footkisser, have you missed my feet as much as they've missed you?" Megan taunted. I refused to dignify her with a response.

"Hey, I'm talking to you!" Megan shouted. I continued to ignore her.

"Hmm, maybe he's asleep, well this should wake him up!" Megan proclaimed. She quickly took off her baby-blue socks, and ran over to the couch that I was sitting on. She dove on top of me, and before I could react, shoved her socks into my mouth, drawing fits of laughter from my sisters. The taste was awful, and I tried to spit them out, but Megan held my mouth shut with both hands.

"I'm not letting you spit them out, until there clean. Suck the sweat out of them!" Megan commanded, whilst shaking my head frantically. Despite my protests I was forced to suck on her sweaty socks until she was satisfied. Finally she let me spit them out and ran to the kitchen for a glass of water.

"So Darren, are you ready to be your sisters' slave? Or are you still head over heels for me and my gorgeous feet?" Megan inquired.

"You can go to hell Megan, and take these two bitches with you!" I screamed at her.

"Bad choice Darren" Megan scolded. "Now watch closely girls as I take your brother down". Megan quickly grabbed me by the head, and began to walk me around in a headlock. "As you can see, I have complete control over him. I bet he missed my feet!" Megan said as she kneeled down on one knee and forced my face into her feet. "Pucker up!" She teased as she squeezed my cheeks together, and forced me to purse my lips, and then made me kiss her feet, making exaggerated lip smacking sound.

"MWAH! MWAH! MWAH! You sure do love these little gals." Megan taunted. She then stood back up, spun around, and flipped me over her hip. I landed hard on the ground and she quickly pinned both of my hands to the ground. Megan had soundly thrashed me. She had beaten me up yesterday, but not like this, I didn't stand a chance.

"Now that he's at my mercy, I can make him do anything I want. What should little Darren have to do?" Megan consulted with my sister. I tried my best to shake her off, but Megan just laughed at my attempts, and used one hand to hold both of mine down.

"You should make him say that he'll be our slave, and make him kiss our feet again!" Ashley suggested.

"How about you make him kiss your feet Ashley?" Megan responded.

"But how will I do that? Darren always beats me up" Ashley said dejectedly.

"Come over here and I'll walk you through it." Megan explained.

Before I knew what was happening Megan had turned onto my stomach and lifted me onto my knees, then she held my arms behind my back and sat on my legs, leaving me completely immobilized. "Now just wrap your legs around his neck Ashley" Megan instructed. Ashley laid down on her back and wrapped her legs around my neck.

"Like this?" she inquired.

"Perfect Ash, now just start squeezing" Megan coached. As I kneeled there, I realized the severity of the situation. Megan was teaching my sisters how to beat me up, so even when she wasn't there I'd still be their slave. Ashley squeeze got tighter and tighter and the tighter it got, the happier she looked. Megan would give her tips, "move your hips to the right" , "keep your legs as close as they can be", "never cross your feet", and with each one I felt the life pour out of me.

Finally when I felt like my lungs were about to explode, Megan told her to loosen the grip.

"Are you ready to submit to Ashley now?" Megan asked.

"Yes! Yes! Ashley I submit to you! Just please stop choking me" I begged.

Ashley's face lit up, she couldn't believe that she had forced her brother into submission. She had the kind of smile she usually only had on Christmas morning.

"Fine brother, I'll stop torturing you with my gorgeous legs, but first your gonna beg to become my slave and kiss my glorious feet." Ashley commanded. Marissa and Megan acted like this was the funniest thing that they had ever heard.

"Oh c'mon Ashley, give me a break" I pleaded.

"Fine, maybe you'll be thinking differently after I've knocked you out!" Ashley screamed, and immediately her choke tightened. I tried
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