Alicia Ch. 02

Author's Note: Part II starts immediately following the events of Part I. This took me a little longer than originally intended to write. For all who enjoy this work please contact me or leave comments as I like to hear what my readers think.




"I'm calling the police," Alicia said.

All of my hopes and dreams withered before my eyes. I was in law school. I couldn't get arrested for trespassing while masturbating in my roommate's socks.

"No, please don't. I'm sorry."

"You're sorry?" shouted Alicia. "I just found you jerking off in my socks and all you can say is that you're sorry? How many times have you done this? How many times have I worn socks that were filled with your dried cum?"

I quickly replied, "This is the first time, I swear."

"Like I believe you. You are clearly a pervert, how can I trust you not to do this again," stated Alicia.

"Please I can't go to jail," I begged.

"Well you should have thought of that before coming into my room and using my dirty laundry for your sexual pleasure," Alicia retorted as she looked down at her sock still wrapped around my limp cock.

"I will do whatever you want, just don't call the police."

"Like what, cum in my socks some more. No thanks," Alicia replied.

"No, really there must be something I can do."

Suddenly Alicia smirked. "Wait right here. If I think you moved even a foot before I get back I am calling the cops."

Then Alicia turned and left me kneeling on her bedroom floor. I knew Alicia was seriously and as I waited for what seemed like an eternity, I dared not move even though my knees were not use to kneeling for long and severely ached. Just when I thought I could no longer continue in the same position I heard movement on the stairs. The door swung open and in came Alicia with a small bag in her hand.

"Good to see you can follow instructions," she said. "After what I saw today, there is no way I trust you not to come into my room and masturbate to my stuff. So there is only one way to prevent this from happening again."

With that, Alicia removed a small male chastity device from the bag. "If you don't want the police involved you will be wearing this from now on," Alicia said.

I knew I had no choice and based on Alicia's broad grin, she knew I would let her lock up my cock.

"Fine I'll do it," I said.

"Not good enough, beg me."

I looked into her eyes and knew she was serious. She planned to humiliate me, to break me.

"Please Alicia. Please cage my useless cock. My cock now belongs to you Alicia."

Alicia smirks. "Take off my sock and put this on instead," she says, passing the chastity device and a small brass lock to me.

When I was done, Alicia said "Now that your cock is mine there are a few rules you must follow if you want me to keep quiet about your current predicament. First, unless we are at school you must always refer to me as Miss Alicia. Do you understand?"

"Yes Miss Alicia," I immediately said.

"Second, you are in charge of all of my chores. Every week I expect you to do my laundry, clean my room, clean the bathroom, grow grocery shopping, and run whatever other errands I come up for you to do. Also as I don't have a car you will drive me to and from school every day. Finally, when we are both home, I expect you to knock on my door. When I tell you to enter, you are to immediately strip off all your clothes, get on your knees, and do whatever I tell you. Is that understood?" she demanded.

"Yes Miss Alicia."

Over the next week, Alicia instructed me on how to go about doing my chores and promised that if I did not do them to her satisfaction I would be punished. During that week, I did not get one peek of Alicia's feet as she wore her sneakers all the time. One day after getting home from school, Alicia met me at the front door and said, "Laundry time. I have already brought my clothes downstairs. All you need to do is wash them."

"Yes Miss Alicia," I dutifully said.

"Oh, and one more thing, it's been over a week since I took control of your cock and I know you have to be dying to touch it, dying to think of my beautiful feet while you jerk off. Well, you can't do that but while you do my laundry I want you to smell the socks I left on top of the hamper. I wore them every day this week with my sneakers on."

I groaned, already my cock was straining in its cage thinking about the sweet smell of Miss Alicia's feet. I went to the cellar and picked up the white ankle socks with red polka dots that were on top. I brought them to my nose and inhaled the pungent scent of Miss Alicia's sweaty feet. I continued to smell them as I started the washing machine, my cock throbbing as it tried to get hard despite its confined state. I turned around just as Miss Alicia was coming downstairs, holding a pair of shoes.

"Enjoying those socks foot slut?" she purred. "Well I have another treat for you. While you wait to put my clothes in the dryer I figure you could do some more of my laundry...with your tongue. I'm going to watch you clean my sneakers that I have worn all week. You have until the washing machine stops to clean every inch of my shoes or you will be severely punished."

I dropped to my knees and began to slowly lick the top of Miss Alicia's well-worn grey and pink Nikes. The outside of her sneakers tasted of mud and I found it difficult to continue my tongue cleaning, even so I was aroused at being ordered to clean her filthy shoes. Inside was even worse. Years of built up sweat created a salty pungent taste. After what seemed like forever, I finally finished cleaning one sneaker. As I moved on to the other one, I heard Miss Alicia giggle.

"Only five minutes left loser, better hurry up," she said.

Quickly I ran my tongue over the entire shoe but knew I had no hope. Before, I could even begin licking the inside I heard the washing machine beep.

"Time's up. You failed, you had one simple job and you couldn't even do that. Put my clothes in the dryer, then strip off your clothes and put them in the washing machine," Miss Alicia ordered.

I did as I was told and got on my knees in front of Miss Alicia. I saw that she was holding the socks that I had been forced to sniff earlier.

"Get on all fours and open your month," she commanded.

As soon as I obeyed, she stuffed her socks into my mouth.

"Since you couldn't clean my sneakers, maybe you can clean my socks instead. As punishment, I will spank you 20 times, but don't drop my socks or I will start over."

Smack, Miss Alicia's hand came down full force on my left ass cheek, causing me to moan in pain. Several more smacks in quick succession and I was fidgeting.

"Aww, is my punishment causing you pain?"

"Yes, Miss Alicia," I attempted to say through the socks in my mouth.

"Too Bad."

SMACK, I yelled out in pain spitting the socks out the socks as pain exploded from my balls.

"I never said where I would spank you," Miss Alicia said as she giggled. "Now we have to start over again.

Miss Alicia stuffed her socks back into my mouth and began to spank my ass again. After my spanking was over, Miss Alicia sat down on the couch.

"Now crawl over to me loser, you are to be my footstool until my clothes are dry," stated Miss Alicia.

My ass burning, my knees aching, I did as she commanded, grunting as she dug her heels into the small of my back. I stayed as still as I could for a half hour until the dryer chimed. Miss Alicia got up and got her clothes from the dryer.

"While you wait for your clothes to finish washing and then drying finish cleaning my sneakers," Miss Alicia said as she walked up the stairs.

The next few weeks were uneventful, until one day I got a text message from Miss Alicia that read, "I just got home, when you get home remember My rules, I have a special surprise for you." I had an hour left in class and I couldn't focus on the lecture the rest of the way. My mind was racing: Would I finally be allowed to touch my cock or would I finally be able to suck on Miss Alicia's delicate toes? It was all too much after having my cock locked up for most of the past month.

Finally class ended and I drove home. I walked up stairs and knocked on Miss Alicia's door.

"Come in slave," Miss Alicia called.

I opened the door stepped in and began to unbutton my button-down shirt, but then stopped as I looked up. Sitting next to Miss Alicia on the bed was a five foot skinny brunette girl, Giulia, who I recognized from law school. I was stunned; I couldn't strip naked in front of another law student.

"What are you waiting for slave, you know the rules. Take off your clothes, NOW," Miss Alicia commanded.

Seeing the key dangling from a golden chain around Miss Alicia's neck, I knew I had no choice but to obey. I quickly removed my clothes turning bright red at the shame of another girl seeing my caged cock.

I got on my knees and said "How may I serve You Miss Alicia?"

"Ooo, you were right he is your obedient slut," said Giulia.

"Seeing as you were disobedient, a punishment is in order. Why don't you ask Miss Giulia how She would like to see you punished," Miss Alicia said.

To be continued...