Sock Slave Club

My name is Xiaoyu. After graduating, I started working at a small clothing store in my university town, serving as the boss's secretary. The owner of this boutique is an alumna from my university, whom we all call Sister Lin. She started her own business and opened this shop two years ago, and it's been thriving ever since. Sister Lin, though only 165 cm tall, has a well-proportioned and fit figure. She's also very gentle in personality, but due to a strict upbringing, she's quite conservative and always maintains a certain distance from men. While her fashion sense is tasteful, it's not exactly daring. To be honest, I've always had a crush on her. And I'm not getting any younger; my family has been pressuring me to find a partner. However, Sister Lin is too reserved, making it difficult for me to get any closer to her. Another significant reason is my preference for women who wear stockings, and Sister Lin, forget stockings, it's rare to even see her ankles in cotton socks. So, Sister Lin's feet have always been the object of my fantasies. The two sales assistants in the store, Xin'er and Jun'er, were Sister Lin's junior mentees from the literary club during their university days. When Sister Lin started her business, she naturally brought them along, and they're very close. Now, they work with me at Sister Lin's shop. Xin'er and Jun'er are much more open-minded. They constantly switch between various stockings and high heels, and just looking at them in the store every day makes me ejaculate countless times. After two months, ordinary masturbation could no longer satisfy my desires. I decided I wanted to find a real woman and experience a session with stockings. I heard about a reputable "stocking slave" club that offers high-quality footjobs involving stockings. So, after work on Friday afternoon, I mustered up the courage and went there. "Well, hello there, handsome! Welcome!" A tall woman approached me. She looked about 25, wearing a red cheongsam that accentuated her alluring breasts. But what caught my eye the most were her long legs, clad in a pair of red stockings, making her look incredibly seductive. Seeing this, my lower body involuntarily hardened. I quickly covered my crotch with my hand, my face flushing crimson. This scene did not escape the woman's notice. Seeing my reaction, she chuckled, "This is your first time doing something like this, isn't it? Little boys' legs get hard when they see their big sister's legs, don't be embarrassed. My name is Qiaoqiao, you can call me Sister Qiaoqiao!" Blushing, I stammered, "Sister Qiaoqiao, my name is Xiaoyu, I... I want... I want to play with stockings and footjobs..." "Hehehe... Everyone who comes here is here for stocking footjobs, I know without you saying. Are you here alone, or with a partner?" I paused for a moment and asked, "Do couples come here together?" Qiaoqiao replied, "Of course. This is a legitimate establishment, not a place that uses escorts to solicit customers. Men and women who like stockings can come here to play. We provide the venue, and you can bring your own stockings and various fetish props, or purchase them here. Many couples come here to enjoy wonderful sexual experiences with stockings! We even have a matchmaking service. Men and women who come here can fill out a form stating their preferences and contact information, and we'll match them based on the information. Then, we'll arrange a time for you to meet and play together, however you wish. If you hit it off, you can get to know each other better, date, or even get married. How does that sound? Without props, it's only 150 for the night." Hearing her words, my heart pounded with excitement, and I nodded repeatedly. I immediately filled out the form and paid the money. "Sister Qiaoqiao, when does it start!" By this time, my throbbing erection was already restless with anticipation. "Don't rush! You're looking for someone with skilled feet, and we actually have just the person. She basically comes here every Friday night. According to the feedback from men, they're completely drained within an hour under her feet, and she even complains that there isn't a man who can truly last. She's perfect for a vigorous cock like yours! You can wait in the room, and she'll be here soon. She brings all her own props, so you're in for a treat!" So, under Sister Qiaoqiao's arrangement, I went to the inner room, my mind conjuring up the scenes to come... After an unknown amount of time, the door opened. I slowly raised my head and looked the beautiful woman before me up and down. She was wearing a pair of white flat sandals, pink cartoon cotton socks, but underneath the cotton socks, she had on a pair of black stockings. Above that, she wore a black dress. This outfit was exactly my type, pure yet sexy. 　　Seeing how distracted I was, Xin’er said unhappily, “Look at you! You’re here these next couple of days to be this lady’s sock slave—and you’re already thinking about coming? You’ll only be rewarded with the right to come if you perform well.” Hearing this, I instantly felt a sense of disappointment. But Xin’er suddenly changed her tone and said, “Since you served me well yesterday, I’ll let you cum twice first—but after that, you’d better keep me company properly! Now strip naked. For the next couple of days, you’ll stay completely naked and on standby at my place, ready for me to toy with you whenever I want. Got it?” “ Got it!” At that moment, Xin’er was sitting on the bed, and I was standing by the bedside, my huge cock already standing stiffly pointed at her, as if eager to enjoy the pleasure of being fucked by her stocking-clad feet. Xin’er slowly slipped off her shoes. Her stocking-clad feet slid up my legs toward my crotch, and she clamped the soles of her feet around my cock, stroking it back and forth as if she were milking a cow. After all, I’d come so many times yesterday that my desire had subsided somewhat, and since I was already quite familiar with Xin’er’s feet and body, I didn’t come quite as quickly. After rubbing me for five minutes, Xin’er said, “I didn’t realize your skills had improved so much!” ” Then she pressed one foot against my balls, running her toes over them, while the other foot stepped on my cock and ground it against my stomach. This move felt really good; my cock actually got even harder from the stimulation. Xin’er rubbed it a few times and said, “It’s so hard now—it’s time to let it breathe a little.” With that, she clamped both feet around the shaft and pulled it back, peeling back the foreskin, then wrapped the pads of her toes around the head and began another round of rubbing. I couldn’t take this much longer; before long, I had unloaded my first load of the day all over her stocking-clad feet. Xin’er pulled off her over-the-knee stockings and said, “You useless premature ejaculator—no wonder you can’t find a girlfriend. You’re destined to be nothing but a stocking slave!” ” Those humiliating words only turned me on even more, and my cock—which had just come—twitched again. This didn’t escape Xin’er’s notice, and a mischievous smile flitted across her lips. Xin’er said, “I’m going to have to punish you properly. Come here and lie down on the bed. ” Then she took out some rope and tied my hands and feet to the four bedposts, laughing, “Your dick cums fast, doesn’t it? Well, go ahead and cum for me again! ” With that, she slipped the knee-high stockings she’d just taken off over my hands, grabbed my glans, and began stroking it—gripping tighter and tighter, and faster and faster. Gradually, I felt a tingling numbness in my glans, followed by a spasmodic sensation in my lower abdomen—it was both agonizing and incredibly pleasurable. I was dying for her to stop so I could catch my breath, but at the same time, I hoped she wouldn’t stop—I wanted to keep enjoying the thrill. “I can’t take it anymore! I can’t hold it in! Ah! Ah!” I couldn’t help but cry out, my limbs twitching uncontrollably. “Hehe, if I hadn’t tied you up, you’d definitely be jumping out of here right now. Enjoy this young lady’s pantyhose punishment!” Xin’er’s hand moved faster and faster, finally pushing me past my limit. “Splash—splash—” Streams of thick semen shot out again; only five short minutes had passed between the two ejaculations. 　　“Wow! Is this the legendary ‘life-force semen’? I actually managed to make you come!” Xin’er said as she smeared my semen on her feet. After this last ejaculation, I immediately felt a dull ache in my lower back—after all, it was my first time coming twice in such a short span. “Convinced now? Let’s see if you’ll listen to me from now on.” Xin’er smiled with satisfaction and untied my ropes. After coming twice, my desire had subsided somewhat, and I could finally calm down and listen to what Xin’er had to say. Next, she and I chatted about everyday life and our shared interests, and we even played some games together. Before long, it was noon. Xin’er had already ordered takeout—all kinds of tonics, like pork kidney, bull’s penis, ginseng, and soft-shelled turtle. To be honest, I really wasn’t used to eating these things, but Xin’er wouldn’t have it. She insisted on feeding me bite by bite, even going so far as to use her beautiful feet to pinch the food and shove it into my mouth. Just to “taste” her beautiful feet, I followed her instructions and finished all those tonics. “Now that lunch is over, I want some fresh, pure milk!” Xin’er said, winking at me. “Isn’t there some in the fridge?” “The stuff in the fridge isn’t fresh—I want it freshly squeezed!” Hearing this, I immediately realized what Xin’er wanted from me. Me? Reluctantly, I stood up. Xin’er squatted in front of me, opened her mouth, and took my penis inside. Her nimble, fragrant tongue wrapped around my glans, licking the urethral opening one moment and circling beneath the corona the next, all while sucking back and forth. my cock gradually grew larger in her mouth. She could clearly feel my arousal, so she licked even more vigorously. Finally, as my lower body throbbed, fresh semen spurted entirely into her mouth. Xin’er used her tongue to wipe the semen from the corners of her mouth and said, “It really is good. “Join me for a TV show this afternoon!” So the two of us turned on the computer and watched the show together. Before we knew it, three hours had passed. I was practically falling asleep watching this romantic idol drama, but Xin’er was still engrossed in it, occasionally asking me about the plot, leaving me no choice but to keep watching. Just as the episode ended and I was about to get up, I was suddenly drawn to the next video on her computer—the latest “Yui Hatano in Stockings” clip! Seeing that I was about to leave, Xin’er asked, “What’s wrong? Don’t want to watch anymore? Then let’s shut down the computer.” “ “No, no!” I waved my hands frantically and said, “Let’s keep watching!” But as we watched, my hands started to get a little restless, gradually sliding toward her legs. Xin’er laughed and said, “Aren’t you tired now? Then wait for me—I’m going to go change into a different pair of stockings.” Two minutes later, under my eager gaze, Xin’er returned. She was wearing a pair of black thigh-high stockings just like Sister Bo’s in the video, except she’d slipped a pair of white cotton socks over them. This was exactly my type—I was so turned on I almost got a nosebleed. “Stop looking like such a lovesick fool! Sock slave Xiao Yu, if you stay like this much longer, you’ll end up cumming too soon—just wait and see how I’ll deal with you!” After saying that, she mimicked Sister Bo from the adult video, ordering me to lie on the floor, and began stomping on my crotch with her feet. Of course, she wasn’t using much force, but the sense of humiliation was enough to turn me on. After toying with me for a while, she used one foot to push my crotch up against my stomach and rubbed my glans hard. The stimulation made my little dick as hard as a rock… “Ah… ah… I can’t take it anymore! I’m… I’m gonna cum… Ah…” Under her trampling, I released my first load of the afternoon. “Haha, that’s quite a lot! Looks like your midday snack wasn’t for nothing.” Then she took off her damp white cotton socks and began a new round of torment with her black stockings. She began experimenting with all kinds of foot jobs, using not just her feet but even her calves to clamp down on my penis and slide it up and down, or squeezing my crotch between the hollows of her knees. Every part of her legs could become a tool to toy with me.