Sock Gagged Stories

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Sock Gagged Stories
So first of, I'm new to the pad and decided to share a story I've recently written myself. I'm sorry if there is some confusion, since I'm not American / English and hope you still like it. The story is a hundret percent fiction and based on socks, since I have a huge sock fetish myself. If you're offended by incest, you may not read this story. Leave a comment if you liked it, and even if you didn't and tell me why. Enjoy.


My sisters taking care

  I'm Pat and I'm 18 years old. I'm living with my 2 older sisters at my parents house. Haley, (the oldest one) is 19 years old and Rachel (obviously the younger one) just turned 18 last month. My parents went on vacation a few days ago, for two weeks and told my sisters to take care of the house and especially from me, while they are gone. Even tho I look like a friendly person, I'm horrible in taking care of anything you can imagine. My parents do have a lot of money and we own another house just a few blocks from here. Last year they told me to watch it when they were on vacations again and I invited so many people into that house to make a huge party, that I destroyed material worth of who knows exactly.. Thankfully my sisters helped me clear up and didn't tell mum or dad anything. That's why my "brave adult sisters" are taking full control of everything now here. 

Like I said, my parents left just a few days ago, when Haley smashed into my room while I was still asleep at 10am staring at me really annoyed. Of course she waked me up when she came in like this.

 "What's the matter Haley, I'm freaking sleeping.." - I asked half asleep.

 "This is the second time I have to tell you. You can't do what you want, the TV was turned on the whole night and you left your clothes on the floor in the bathroom. Couldn't you at least put them into the laundry basket?!"

 "Oh come on, I just forgot, now leave me alone." 

"Fine, but I want you to finally do the laundry at least, cause I'm so not dealing with this anymore." 

"Yeah yeah.." - I turned around. 

A couple of hours later, I woke up going downstairs into the kitchen. 

"Good morning Pat, you alright with fried eggs?" - Rachel asked. 

I really liked Rachel, instead of Haley she was always kind and nice to me and to be honest, she was damn hot. Haley was also pretty good looking, not to mention her gorgeous breasts, but Rachel was way more attractive. Yeah, I know, she's my sister but I always wondered why she didn't have a boyfriend already.

 "Uhm sure, thanks." 

"Coming in a minute. Did you do the laundry yet?"

 "Nah, I just woke up, I'll do it later.." - I replied annoyed.

 After we finished eating, Haley dropped into the house removing her shoes while not looking amused herself. 

"Sup Haley." - I greeted.

 "I'll tell you what's up, Pat.." - she removed her shoes.

 "I'm sweating, ..I'm wearing the same top again and not to mention my disgusting socks. Did you finally do the laundry yet?"

 "Uhm, no, I didn't, I still have a lot of time to do so. Soo.. Calm sis, it's just clothes." - I replied sitting down on the couch, turning on the TV.

"It's just clothes? Do you know how my feet smell, not changing my socks 2 days in a row, practicing daily, for my cheer competition?! And you slept half the day, doing nothing. How about you get started, before I have to force you?" - she answered a bit angry.

 "Haley is right, Pat, you gotta do something, I'm busy working all the day, you know that.. And I ran out of clothes as well." - Rachel pointed at her socked feet. 

They really didn't look fresh anymore and when we ate I could see her sole which used to be white, when she rested her feet at the chair right next to me. Disgusting.. 

"You wanna force me? I'm watching my show now, maybe force me after?" - I replied sarcastically. 

Haley started getting really serious, stepping in front of me, blocking my view to the TV. 

"Move please, I told you I'm busy now..!" - I said, when Rachel came right next to her. 

"You ain't gonna do the laundry now?" - Rachel asked me.

 "No, I won't, and now let me finish my show finally."

 "He's lost Haley, we should do it now." - Rachel said, walking out of the room, just to re enter with 2 pairs of black nylons.

 I started looking confused when Rachel sat on my lap, holding my hands tight.

 "What the fuck are you doing Rachel, get off." - I tried to move, but she, clasping my legs with her own strong cheer legs (yes, she's also a cheerleader, just not in the same club as Haley), and holding my hands with hers, I couldn't move a single muscle.

 While Rachel started to tie up my hands, Haley took the other nylon and tied up my legs. When they finished tying me up, they dragged me into Haley's room, laying me down on her bed.

 "Hello? I asked what the fuck you are doing."

 "And we told you to do the laundry and you didn't. Look, I wanna show you something." - with that, Haley jumped on the bed, sitting down on my stomach, holding up her foot right in front of my face.

 "Can you see that, Patrick?" - she lifted up her foot.

 "Obviously I can, yes." - I answered annoyed. 

"Do you know what that is?!" 

"It's your ugly foot, now move, you're hurting me.." 

"No, sir. It's my 2 days old dirty sock, which I couldn't change at all, because you didn't want to do the laundry."

 "I see that and it starts to smell, move your damn foot now." 

With that sentence, she pressed her nasty socked foot right on my mouth, covering my nose in her sweaty filthy socked toes. 

"Damn it Patrick, I'm sick of your mouth. Can you feel the sweat, soaked in my cute white cheer sock? Can you smell it now?!" 

I could, and these socks were freaking disgusting. I obviously didn't continue smelling through the nose and started to breath through my mouth, when I took a small whiff of her filthy sock. 

"Gross, yes I can, stop it now, I'll wash your stuff. Just untie me finally.."

 "No Pat, we gave you the chance several times. You will make the laundry now with our help, since you can't do such a simple thing on your own." - Rachel said, turning to the laundry basket of Haley.

 I moved my head away from underneath Haley's sweaty sock and looked at Rachel pulling out a pair of black old socks. She came over, looking at me and the pressed one of the sock against my mouth, when Haley removed her foot. I turned around again. 

"Oh no sir, you had your chance, now open up." - Rachel said. 

The soft sock started to heat up my lips and her odor ran through my nose. After I softly inhaled the old black sock, Rachel started to press harder. 

"Stop struggling, I know how you feel. You don't want to wash your sisters dirty little socks, but if you won't do so, we have to tell mum what you did last summer with their house." 

"That's right, open your mouth and suck on my socks Pat, or we have to tell mum." - Haley added. 

"FINE! I'll do it, just let me go right after and I'll do whatever you want. Just please don't tell mum.." - I said while I was turning around.

I was giving up, slowly opening my mouth, facing Rachel again coming closer with the sock in her hand. 

"Good boy, now open wide and stick out your tongue." - Rachel commanded. 

Not wanting anymore trouble, I instantly obeyed, sticking out my tongue, watching Rachel pushing the black old sock into my mouth, filling every part of it. I instantly groaned and tried to spit it out again but Haley pushed the sock back in with her own foot, waiting for Rachel to gag me with the other one. 

"I'm sorry little brother, but we gotta teach you a lesson. Not to mention that this is actually hilarious haha." - Rachel started laughing. 

"So, Haley, what did you use these socks for?" - she asked provoking me and stretching out the black filthy sock inspecting the salty sock.

 While the sweat of her other one already filled my mouth, I started struggling, moving my head and trying to push the sock out with my tongue. But my own teeth blocked me from doing so and I kept pushing against her sock. 

"I used them for gym 3 days ago. I remember how I was running all day long in them, sweating hard, while our little Patrick didn't want to do the laundry. Speaking of that, what are you doing Pat, are you actually enjoying my sock?" - Haley started laughing, watching at me failing to spit out the disgusting sock.

"Well then, good for you I have 2 of them right?" - she continued and pointed on my mouth for Rachel, to push in the other sock. 

"Here comes the other one Pat, open wiiide!" - Rachel teased me, pushing the second sock into my mouth, almost completely filling it. 

"Enough of that, we will have some fun now, watching TV, while you will be our own little wash machine and footrest. Tape his mouth shut, Rachel." - Haley commanded. 

I stared at Rachel almost crying to get those dirty socks out of my mouth, who came closer, slowly taping my mouth shut. 

"MMMMPH! Plemmemmse!!" - I groaned. "Sorry Pat, but I want you to enjoy those. We have some more for you later, but you gotta do a good job now, being a nice little footrest, alright?" - she said smiling, sitting down next to Haley, lifting up her white socked foot, looking at her soles. 

"Ew, they look gross, smell them!" - she said, pressing her soft sole onto my nose. 

Because of the taped socks in my mouth, I was forced to breath through the nose, inhaling the full amount of sweat odor of my sisters stinky white socked foot. I started to "MMMPH!" again, shaking my head, but it was no use. I was tied up, sucking at Haley's old gym socks, smelling Rachel's old cheer socks, while they started to small talk. This was definitely the worst day in my life so far. While they were talking about how they were sweating in their socks, I started to imagine how long they were really wearing them, which made the socks in my mouth more salty when they probably were. 

"What's the matter Patrick, I want you to realize the hard work, your sisters do for you all day. So be respectful and enjoy those dirty little socks." - she replied to my groaning.

 I lost. I stopped moving around and forfeited, inhaling the full amount of sweat, while the black sock in my mouth expanded more and more, giving me a salty taste of gym practice. Rachel then realized that I gave up, looking at me and started smiling. 

"You're such a good boy, when you're obeying. I'll give you a reward for your tough time so far." 

With that, Rachel removed her foot from my nose, running downstairs, just to get back with her Nikes and Haley's chucks. I instantly started to breath in deep the fresh air, which flooded my nose when she removed her socks. They were stinking so much, that the difference was insane. Then, after that short break, Rachel sat down again showing me the shoes she just brought up. 

"I thought you would enjoy those. I mean, obviously we were wearing our socks in those disgusting shoes all day. I know, Haley's chucks look very cute, but I want you to respect the smell of her socks, while you're tasting them. Breathe in deeeep for me." - she said, pressing the opening of Haley's years old chuck on my nose. 

"Mmmphh.." - I mumphed, while inhaling the stinky sole. I've never seen Rachel being so dominant. Haley just giggled, looking at me in this view. 

"If you're doing good Pat, I might as well let you lick them clean later, deal?" - Haley grinned again. 

"MPH!" - I tried to shout 'NO'. 

"Can't her you Pat." - Haley giggled again kicking away the shoes.

 I was so disgusted buy their dirty socks in my mouth and the sock smelling that I started to groan louder. I struggled again, not wanting Haley to press her sweaty soles against my face again but it was no use with her grin, slowly lifting up again her feet. 

"MMMPH!!" - I shouted in disbelief, when the black gym socks in my mouth fully expended, completely touching my tongue now and forcing me to swallow for the first time. I was really really disgusted and just wanted to get freed again, but the nylons tied around my body were too hard to get out from. And for some reason, my body started to enjoy the view onto my sisters soles, which came closer to my face again. I saw how Haley's socks used to be white and especially leaving prints at her toes because they were soaked with too much sweat. While Haley 'finally' pressed her socks against my cheeks, covering my whole face with her nasty sweat soaked socks, I started to get really erected for some reason. 

"Oh my god, Pat!" - Rachel said looking at my erection.

"You really are enjoying Haley's socks, aren't you?" 

Not knowing why my body decided to get erected, I mumphed in disbelief.

"Mmmmmph". I guess it was just the devote art of my sisters, who, like I said, really we're beautiful. 

"He's such a weirdo Rachel, I told you so. How hard is that thing already?" - Haley questioned, removing her left foot from my right cheek, sliding her socks across my face, leaving the warmth, rubbing my chest, slowly to my erection, just to see it starting to grow more and more. 

"Mmph. MMMPH!" - I tried to resist. But when Haley pressed her other socked foot from my cheek against my nose, forcing me to inhale again the sweaty part of her toes while grabbing for my nose, she pressed her left foot against my dick. 

"Woow, that thing is really big.. I knew you would love your sisters dirty stinky socks." - she said, both starting to laugh. 

"If you like our socks so much, why didn't you just tell us? You could have done the laundry without throwing in our socks. Well, but you got what you wanted, right Pat?" - Rachel giggled. 

"Yeah, you can actually feel lucky having such nice sisters like us, respecting your weird fetish." - Haley added. 

"Come on, let him wash a new pair of socks Haley, if he likes them so much. I think I have a nice pair of cheer socks which I used for practice last week. Not that you just didn't wash them, no, I actually just threw them off my bed, because I was too tired to bring them to the laundry basket." - Rachel winked at me, standing up to leave the room. 

Haley still inspected my erection, and kept pressing her socked foot against it to see its reaction of growing slowly. 

"You can feel really lucky that we don't just tell mum about your weird fetish, Pat." - Haley said sarcastically. 

Obviously I didn't have a foot fetish, I just.. I dunno, it was their devote art and I couldn't resist. Especially not, when a damn sexy girl is pressing a foot or whatever against a reaction. Who could resist?! After Haley just rested her foot on my dick, slowly stroking it, listening to my mumphing through the sock gag, Rachel's entered the room, holding a pair of grey old cheer competition socks.

 "I knew I didn't throw them into the laundry.. Or threw them away.. They built holes, can you see that?" - she said throwing the socks right on my face starting to laugh. 

I tried to move my head so they wouldn't block my view, but Haley still had her socked foot grabbing after my nose, giving me no chance to move in any way. 

"Alright wash machine, time to change!" - Rachel giggled sitting down next to my chest. 

"Before that, Pat, I want you to understand the situation right now. If we will untape your mouth, I want you to stay calm and not to shout. We and you know, that we are mostly joking and are having fun, but remember, this is a punishment for you, ignoring what we told you to do. When Rachel will remove your gag, we want you to obey and completely do what you are told to. And to make sure that you're listening, I'm going to take a picture and if you wont obey, then we will tell mum what happened last summer AND we will ruin your life, posting the pictures on who knows where. Do you understand and agree, Patrick?!" - Haley said staring at me very serious while starting to press her foot against my erection again, making it almost hurt. 

Damn, they meant it really serious. If they would tell mum, okay, but if they send a picture of me, gagged with socks, while smelling some feet, I'm done.

 After Haley took a picture of me, still inhaling her sweaty white socks, with the grey socks of Rachel across my head, I forfeited again and probably for the last time today. I was so done, I could t stand it anymore, but my sisters took advantage of everything right now.

 I nodded and Haley started to laugh again at me. 

"Good.." *she stroked my cock* "..little.." *she stroked it more* "..footboy!" *she stroked it again, revealing my nose from underneath her other foot.* 

"We are taking good care of you Patrick, it's just a necessary treatment! Good that you understand this. Now let's get to the real fun!" - Rachel said, untaping my mouth.

 Rachel came closer, smiling at me face to face with her sexy look, starting to kiss me.

 "MMMPH?!" - I blushed, when she started to kiss me. 

What was she doing, she's my sister! She can't do that.. why would she.. What the fuck..? I didn't understand at all, but it was soo awesome, feeling her warm lips pressing against my own. 

"Haley, stroke him, he can enjoy it now if he wants to." - she giggled. 

"If you say so, I'll do it Rachel." - Haley replied, starting to press her socked foot against my huge erected cock, stroking it all the way up and down. 

"Hmm, let's get rid of your pants, Pat." - Haley said, removing them and pressing her soft nasty sock against my fully erected cock.

When she whipped her socks up and down my cock, I groaned into my not yet removed sock gag, just to see Haley picking up the grey cheer competition socks. 

"I also want to see how weird this is, I'll help you washing those, alright?" - she said smiling, removing the black socks, throwing them off the bed.

 I gasped for thresh air, enjoying the cold air around my now freed tongue, just to realize what Rachel just said.

 "what the fuck.. you want to do what?" - I whispered, when I saw her biting into the socks, facing me again very closely.

 "Owpen Wwide, Pwat!" - she replied, dropping the socks mouth into mouth, sticking out her own tongue now, pressing it against mine, through the dirty grey socks.

I felt her saliva dropping onto my tongue, mixing with the sweat of the nasty cheer comp socks, running down my throat. I was forced to swallow, when Rachel got up, smiling at me and looking into my nasty gag, just to continue. 

"You're a nice little wash machine, Patrick. I hope you'll never forget how much we are taking care of you." - with that, she gave my lips a little lick, just to drop her saliva onto my sock gag again. Haley still stroking, started to stroke with both feet now, making it not easy for me, not to cum on my sister dirty socks. I groaned again. 

"Stop moving Pat, I'm helping you!" - Rachel said, now spitting into my mouth from more up. 

"I think that's enough saliva for you to be a nice little wash machine, sucking on my cute, grey, dirty socks." - Rachel added grabbing the tape. 

"Pleawse, Rawchel, down't tawpe mmmph..!" 

No use. Rachel sat down next to my chest, lifting up both of her dirty socked feet, just to cover my whole face in them. When my nose felt her soft sweaty sole and I felt Haley stroking my cock harder and harder now I started to panic, not to cum. I took some deep breaths of Rachel's socks, sucking on my really really dirty salty sock gag, realizing that I couldn't hold back anymore. I didn't know why they did this, but I lost once again, completely cumming on Haley's socks, inhaling the full amount of socked soles, tasting the full amount of cheer competition. My sisters started to laugh at me, enjoying the vie
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