《The Sock Hell of My Female Classmates》Scent Fetish

Full and satisfied, I praised Ke Yanyan's cooking while contemplating how to ask her for her socks. She brought a can of opened cola from the kitchen and handed it to me. Without a second thought, I downed it in one go. Watching Ke Yanyan busy washing dishes in the kitchen, I sat in a chair, belching and planning my next move. As I thought, my consciousness grew increasingly hazy. I attributed it to not sleeping well the previous day and feeling drowsy. I shook my head, intending to stand up and splash some water on my face to clear my head, but before I could even rise, my vision went black, and I collapsed onto the chair. After an unknown period, I groggily woke up. My mind was still a muddled mess. I opened my eyes, and the sudden brightness stung them. I quickly reached to cover my eyes, only to find my hands seemed to have vanished, unresponsive. As my eyes gradually adjusted to the light, I realized I was lying on Ke Yanyan's bedroom bed. I tried to sit up, but my limbs wouldn't obey. I looked down at myself and discovered I was stripped bare except for a pair of boxer briefs. My feet were tightly bound together, and from my ankles up to my knees, they were securely wrapped in rope, with additional loops threaded through and around them. My hands were also bound behind my back in some unknown fashion, rendering me completely immobile. What was going on?! Had there been a break-in? I wanted to shout for help, but then I noticed my mouth was already stuffed full with a spherical object, seemingly secured by a strap tied around the back of my head. Confused and disoriented, I thrashed wildly on the bed, but the ropes were too tight. No matter how hard I tried to maneuver my hands behind my back, I couldn't find the knot. After a while, drenched in sweat, I gave up, panting and collapsing onto the bed. Just then, the bedroom door creaked open. I looked up to see Ke Yanyan walking in. As if seeing a savior, I let out muffled cries through the gag in my mouth, desperately trying to get her to untie me. To my astonishment, I saw Ke Yanyan looking at me, bound on the bed, and smiling. She was holding a black plastic bag. Could she be the one who tied me up?! I thought to myself, "Didn't you want my used socks before? Today, since you helped me fix my computer, I'll grant your wish. But the condition is that you have to wash the socks for me." I looked at my hands bound behind my back and desperately whimpered at Ke Yanyan, "How can I wash them when you've tied me up like this?" As I thought this, I saw Ke Yanyan take off her slippers, revealing her blue athletic cotton socks. I noticed the tips of the socks were already darkened, and the fabric was yellowed from wear. They were bearable inside the slippers, but as soon as she took them off, a musty odor of cotton socks wafted out. I watched helplessly as she brought the socks in front of me, seeing the soles were already glistening with oil. A bad feeling washed over me. She held one of these smelly socks in one hand, and with the other, she reached behind my neck and removed the gag, tossing it onto the bed. It was a red ball gag. How did she have something like this? Just as I was about to ask, Ke Yanyan acted quickly. She cupped my jaw with one hand and shoved both socks into my mouth with the other. The soles of the socks pressed against the back of my tongue, and a salty, acrid taste flooded my taste buds. The two socks, freshly removed from Ke Yanyan's feet, filled a large portion of my mouth. Seeing there was still space, Ke Yanyan covered my mouth to prevent me from spitting out the smelly socks. She then took another pair of ankle socks and a pair of flesh-colored thigh-high stockings from the bag. The white ankle socks were almost entirely gray, with a hole in the toe. The toes of the thigh-high stockings, having been soaked in sweat and dried, looked stiff. Ke Yanyan then proceeded to stuff these two pairs of socks into the remaining empty spaces in my cheeks. Finally, she picked up the ball gag from the bed and, without warning, clamped it onto my head, pulling the strap as tight as possible. At this point, my mouth was crammed with a pair of blue athletic socks, a pair of smelly white ankle socks, and a pair of sour, pungent stockings. The pressure from the gag forced some of the fresh foot sweat from the socks down my throat, causing me to cough violently. "These blue athletic socks were worn when I played volleyball. You should like them. I saw you peeking earlier. I got the ankle socks and thigh-highs from another girl on the volleyball team, Zhang Mengdi. She even ate with us before. These are socks she wore for several days of training. They're full of essence. Use your mouth to wash our socks clean~ I'll check when I get back tonight~" With that, Ke Yanyan, ignoring my mouth, which felt almost dislocated from the pressure of the smelly socks, prepared to leave. On the bed, I desperately made muffled sounds through my nose, hoping she would untie me. But it backfired. "You're so noisy. No, I need to deal with you further, so you don't get heard calling out later." Frowning, Ke Yanyan, who was about to leave, came back to me. She took a short pair of stockings from the bag. They looked like they had been worn for a long time, ordinary stockings so tattered they were almost like fishnets. "So stinky. Zhang Mengdi even wears stockings when she plays volleyball. They're incredibly smelly." Ke Yanyan grumbled, and while doing so, she held the stockings over my nose. I watched in horror as she used chopsticks to poke the smelliest parts of the short stockings, the toes and heels, into my nostrils. Immediately, I felt unable to breathe. All I inhaled was the sour, even foul, odor of stockings worn by a girl playing sports. Ke Yanyan, still not reassured, took another pair of her own long cotton socks and put one over my head, completely covering the smelly stockings stuffed in my nose. Then, I felt my fingers being grasped together and covered with two cotton socks. This way, my hands could only form fists, like Ding-Dong Cat, unable to separate at all. After dealing with my hands, my feet were also pulled up and tied together with my hands behind my back. At this point, I was bound in a spread-eagle position, face down on Ke Yanyan's bed, my mouth stuffed with the socks she and her volleyball friends had worn, and a pair of smelly short stockings from her friend stuffed in my nose, rendering me completely silent. Seeing my pained expression, Ke Yanyan seemed satisfied. She locked the bedroom door and left. I was hogtied on Ke Yanyan's bed by my high school classmate, Ke Yanyan. My mouth was stuffed with a pair of Ke Yanyan's volleyball socks that she'd worn for several days, along with a pair of no-show socks and flesh-colored thigh-high stockings belonging to Zhang Mengdi, another member of the volleyball team. Then, she shoved a pair of stiff, short pantyhose that Zhang Mengdi had worn for practice into my nostrils. Finally, she pulled one of her own thigh-high cotton socks over my head. After binding and gagging me, she went out to play volleyball, leaving me to struggle on the bed. Lying face down on the bed, I tried desperately to untie the ropes, but my hands were covered in cotton socks and taped tightly at the wrists. I strained to spread the socks with my fingers, but it was useless. My struggles made my breathing ragged, and the foul odor from the socks in my nostrils and mouth did their job effectively. The sour stench of the pantyhose and the musty smell of the cotton socks filled my nostrils, and I could even taste the girls' foot sweat when I swallowed. I was anxious, determined to break free before Ke Yanyan returned, or I didn't know what kind of punishment awaited me that night. I tried to lift my feet forward, hoping to reach the knots at my wrists and untie the hogtie. My sock-covered fists fumbled with the ropes. Finally, near my ankles, I found the knot. A glimmer of hope appeared. I worked my fingers at the socks, tearing at them. After a while, I felt the socks loosen slightly. My heart soared. I took a deep breath, and the sour, pungent smell of the pantyhose almost made me pass out. I never imagined the socks of these two girls could be so stinky. Recovering my breath, I continued to loosen the socks with my fingers. About twenty minutes later, I managed to tear a hole in the sock. I quickly fumbled for the knot and untied the ropes binding my hands and feet. Once freed from the hogtie, it was much easier. I rubbed the cotton sock off my head on the bed and then rolled over to the full-length mirror. I wanted to see the ropes on my body, but when I did, I couldn't help but laugh and cry. I had no idea where Ke Yanyan learned this, but she had gathered all the knots on my upper body in the front, making it impossible for me to reach them in this position. I rolled off the bed and tried to rub the knots against the corner of the bed. To my dismay, Ke Yanyan had tied a knot after every wrap, in a fit of madness. After ten minutes of grinding, I was exhausted and panting, leaning against the bed. The stench of the pantyhose in my nostrils was becoming unbearable. There was no way to untie them. What's coming will come. I'd wait for Ke Yanyan to return tonight. So, I crawled back onto the bed, inhaling the smell of the stinky pantyhose, and drifted off into a daze. "Did you sleep well smelling my and Zhang Mengdi's socks?" A suffocating sensation woke me up. I opened my eyes and was shocked. Ke Yanyan had brought Zhang Mengdi to her house. They were sitting on the bed, having taken off their shoes. The thigh-high cotton sock on my head had been removed. Ke Yanyan was pinching my nose with her toes. She was wearing a pair of pink striped cotton socks she'd just played volleyball in, with yellowish stains on the tips. Zhang Mengdi looked at me with a surprised expression. I couldn't breathe. I wanted to roll away from Ke Yanyan's foot. "Good sister, help me hold him down. I sweated so much playing volleyball today. Let him wash our socks for us," Ke Yanyan said to Zhang Mengdi with a smile. "That's not good, he looks like he can't breathe," Zhang Mengdi said nervously, looking at me and then at Ke Yanyan. "It's okay, he likes smelling our feet. The stinkier, the happier he is. The socks stuffed in his nose are the ones you wore while playing." After saying that, she switched feet to pinch my nose. Zhang Mengdi looked at me and timidly lifted her foot, pressing it down on my body. I was in extreme discomfort. My breathing was already labored with the pantyhose in my nose, and now Ke Yanyan was pinching my nose with her foot. My nostrils were filled with the fresh, sweaty odor of her socks after playing. Hearing Ke Yanyan's words, I thought to myself, "I do like socks, but these are too stinky." However, the foul socks in my mouth turned all my complaints into muffled whimpers. Seeing that I couldn't breathe, Ke Yanyan loosened her toes and pressed her entire sole against my nose. Feeling the pressure on my nose ease, I quickly took a deep breath, only to inhale the musty smell of Ke Yanyan's freshly worn cotton socks. This way, Ke Yanyan would pinch my nose with her toes for a while, only releasing them when I struggled wildly, and then press her sole onto my face. After a few cycles, I gave up struggling and slumped onto the bed in resignation. Ke Yanyan played for a while and, seeing that I wasn't moving, stopped toying with me. She reached out and unbuckled the gag strap. The stinky socks in my mouth, no longer restrained by the gag, gushed out. However, my mouth had been stuffed with so many socks all afternoon that it had gone numb. My tongue was too weak to push out the remaining socks. At this point, Ke Yanyan brought a bottle of water and pulled the colorful socks out of my mouth and the pantyhose from my nostrils. Finally escaping the hell of sock odor, I gasped for air. "Here, take a drink of water. You worked hard washing our socks all afternoon," Ke Yanyan said, handing me the water and unceremoniously feeding it to me. I coughed repeatedly, choked by the water. After catching my breath, I said to Ke Yanyan with a mixture of laughter and tears, "You've played enough, can I go home now?" "No, you've smelled Zhang Mengdi's socks all afternoon, but you haven't tasted mine yet. I'll let you go after you've sucked my socks clean." I blushed and secretly glanced at Zhang Mengdi, only to find her looking at me curiously. Seeing that the socks in my mouth were the ones she had worn, she covered her mouth and giggled. I thought to myself, "This won't do. If she really ties me up all night to smell stinky socks, I can't stand it. I need to find a way to escape." An idea struck me, and I said to Ke Yanyan, "You've tied me up for so long, my hands are numb. Untie me first so I can eat something and go to the bathroom before we play again." Zhang Mengdi also pleaded for me, "Yes, let's eat something first. I'm hungry too." "No, this kid is full of tricks. I can't let him get away. I need to add something to him," Ke Yanyan said, pulling a roll of rope from under the bed. She then untied the ropes on my feet, leaving only two around my knees and thighs. She then untied my hands, leaving ropes around my elbows. This way, my hands and feet could only move slightly. Ke Yanyan thought for a moment, looking somewhat uneasy. She then tied a collar around my neck with the rope, connecting it to the ropes on my elbows. Ke Yanyan handed the other end of the rope to Zhang Mengdi. "Here, lead him to the dining table. I'll get the food." Zhang Mengdi looked a bit embarrassed but took the rope and said to me, "Let's go, I'll lead you to eat." I felt a bit awkward. At this moment, Ke Yanyan's voice came from outside, "If he misbehaves, drag him. The food is ready, hurry out." Hearing that it was time to eat, Zhang Mengdi eagerly pulled the rope and ran outside. This was torture for me, as I could only follow her with small steps to the dining table. As the gagged, smelly sock was pulled from my mouth by Zhang Mengdi, the two girls' damp socks had already been thoroughly washed by my saliva, and I had no idea how much foot sweat I had ingested. I gagged, pleading with Zhang Mengdi. "Junior... let... let me go, okay... let me go today... next time, you can do whatever you want... okay." I stammered these words from my stiff mouth, my body still writhing from the itch, hoping she wouldn't be as heartless as Ke Yanyan. "Senior is already begging for mercy? But Senior Ke Yanyan said oh~ tomorrow morning, she wants you back exactly as you are~~ She also said, if you beg me for mercy~~ I have to gag your mouth again~~" Ignoring my pleas, she covered my mouth with one hand, took out a hood from her sports bag. The mouth of the hood had a horse-bit style gag. Then, disregarding my desperate head shaking, she put the hood over my head. The round horse-bit gag wedged directly between my upper and lower jaws, stretching my mouth wide open. She fastened the straps at the back of the hood and Zhang Mengdi took out a lock to secure the straps. "Senior Ke Yanyan also said, if you talk too much, I can punish you on her behalf~~" As she spoke, I heard a rustling sound. "I'm going to open the cover on your mouth now~~" With a click, I felt the cover of the horse-bit gag on my mouth being opened. A piece of cloth, still warm with body heat, was shoved through the hole of the gag, completely muffling my nascent whimpers. I could feel the damp warmth of the cloth on my tongue, and it didn't have the rough texture of a sock. I had no idea what had been stuffed in. "Alright, now I'm going to close the washing machine lid~ Senior, you have to work hard to wash it clean for me. These are the panties I wore playing volleyball today~~ They're soaked with sweat. Senior, you have to wash them clean for me~~" Hearing that what was in my mouth was Zhang Mengdi's freshly removed panties, still soaked with sweat, I gagged. I tried desperately to push the panties out of my mouth with my tongue, but then I heard another click. The cover of the horse-bit gag was closed again. There was no longer any possibility of spitting out the Bound to the horizontal bar and forced onto my tiptoes by Zhang Mengdi, I don't know how long I dangled. My saliva had long since filled the cup, overflowing it. Finally, I couldn't hold on any longer, losing the last vestiges of consciousness and passing out. When I groggily awoke, I found myself lying on the floor of the sports storage room. The wooden cangue that had been locked around me was gone, replaced by a white canvas straitjacket. My hands were firmly secured behind my back by the jacket, and my underwear had been removed. A silver metal chastity belt was clasped around my lower body. A growing fullness emanated from my anus, suggesting something like a butt plug had been inserted. The chastity belt, like a birdcage, tightly restrained my lower half, leaving my penis no chance of getting hard. Seeing myself completely undressed, I felt a surge of shame and anger. It was then I noticed Zhang Mengdi hadn't been idle. She was putting a pair of red high heels on my feet, clearly a size too small, making my feet ache. The gag around my mouth, however, remained. Seeing I was awake, Zhang Mengdi tightened the straps of the high heels around my ankles and smiled, "Senior, you're awake~ I saw you passed out earlier~ so I decided to change you into something a bit sexier~ I haven't finished yet, and you're already awake~ How is it~ Do you like your new outfit~" Looking down at the chastity belt, I protested with muffled sounds from my mouth. I knew my protests were useless. Zhang Mengdi had already secured the high heels onto my feet. I then realized the heels were a staggering 12cm high. With shoes already too small and such high heels, I couldn't imagine what walking would be like. But it wasn't over. Zhang Mengdi pulled out a remote control from her pocket. Not knowing what to expect, I watched her grin wickedly as she turned it on. Immediately, a vibration emanated from around my penis, and the butt plug in my anus began to vibrate violently. The intense stimulation almost overwhelmed my senses. It turned out that before putting on the chastity belt, Zhang Mengdi had wrapped several vibrators around my penis. Due to the stimulation, my penis involuntarily tried to rise, but the chastity belt dutifully did its job, suppressing my desire. Seeing that I was completely unable to get hard, Zhang Mengdi finally relaxed. Listening to my muffled groans from behind the gag, caused by the stimulation, she began to cover my mouth and nose. By now, my saliva had long since dried up from being hung earlier. Seeing Zhang Mengdi approach with a bottle of water, I thought she was going to let me drink. I closed my eyes, but felt two or three small pills being shoved into my mouth. Sensing something was wrong, I tried to push the pills out with my tongue, but Zhang Mengdi poured water into my mouth from the bottle. With my mouth forced open by the gag, I was powerless to stop her. The pills and water went down my throat. After forcing me to drink three bottles of mineral water like this, until my stomach felt completely full, Zhang Mengdi finally stopped. She then took out shoes and socks she had "scavenged" from the volleyball team's locker room. I had to admit, the volleyball girls really worked up a sweat. Even before she got close, a strong odor wafted from the bag. The socks were a motley assortment: ankle socks, pantyhose, stockings. The cotton socks were so worn from the girls' constant training that their original color was indistinguishable. The pantyhose were even worse, with holes in the heels and toes. The flesh-colored pantyhose had also become stiff and matted at the feet. Zhang Mengdi looked at me, coughing repeatedly from choking on the pills and water. She took out several pairs of ankle socks and cotton socks from the pile and stuffed them, one by one, into my mouth through the gag. She filled both my cheeks, stuffing in about four pairs of ankle socks and one cotton sock. Seeing my cheeks distended by the stench of the socks, Zhang Mengdi was satisfied. She closed the gag, locking the socks and their suffocating odor tightly inside my mouth. My mouth was now crammed with the smelly socks worn by the volleyball girls. My tongue felt the sour, sweaty odor produced by the girls' hard work running and jumping in their sports shoes during matches. Even my nostrils were faintly filled with the scent of the volleyball girls' socks. But it wasn't over. Zhang Mengdi rummaged through the socks and found a pair of black sheer stockings that looked terrifyingly worn. The entire stocking was tattered like a net bag, emitting a sour, pungent odor. Looking at this pair of stockings, which I could only imagine had been worn for countless games, the sour smell wafted into my nose. Sensing the horror of these stockings, I shook my head and recoiled, my eyes pleading with Zhang Mengdi not to use them on me. But at this moment, I was like a fish on a cutting board. No matter what she did to me, the straitjacket and chastity belt made me abandon any thought of resistance. I could only watch helplessly as Zhang Mengdi took out a cotton swab and, using one end for the heel and the other for the toe, pushed the sheer stocking into my nostrils. As if afraid I would dislodge the stocking, she then used the cotton swab to press around my nostrils, ensuring the smelly stocking completely filled them. Only when I could no longer even make a muffled sound through my nasal passages did she finally seem at ease. I set up my phone, the camera pointed at Zhang Mengdi's spread legs, and turned on the recording mode. The phone began to work. I slowly twisted the vibrator on her clit while saying to her, "Want to go to the bathroom? I'll take the sock out of your mouth now. If you behave, I'll let you go to the toilet later. If you scream, I'll tie you up like this and make you hold it all night." Hearing that I would take out the anal plug stuffed in her, Zhang Mengdi nodded frantically, the sneakers tied to her head shaking with her movements. Seeing that she had surrendered to me, I reached out and loosened the shoelaces of the sneakers tied around her head a little. Seizing this opportunity, Zhang Mengdi gasped wildly through the small gap between the stuffy sneakers and her nose. I slowly untied the athletic tape sealing her mouth, revealing her mouth, stretched wide by the sock. I pulled out the hollow-patterned cotton socks that had been in her mouth all night. Seeing the socks completely soaked with saliva, I threw them on the ground in disgust. Zhang Mengdi, her mouth finally freed, seemed to choke on her saliva, coughing desperately and stammering, "Toilet... toilet... please, senior... let me go to the toilet... my stomach... I can't take it anymore." Ignoring her desperate pleas, I tightened the sneakers on her head again. The stuffy smell from the sneakers silenced Zhang Mengdi, because as soon as she opened her mouth, the smell of foot sweat and the sour smell of socks rushed into her mouth, making her gag. Seeing that she had obediently closed her mouth, I felt relieved. I kept twisting the vibrator in my hand, stimulating her lower body. Slowly, Zhang Mengdi's pained moans began to be mixed with a little panting from pleasure. The pain caused by the glycerin in her intestines was also somewhat reduced by the stimulation of her lower body. "Ahhhhhh!!!!" I suddenly turned the vibrator to its maximum frequency. Zhang Mengdi, tied to the chair, suddenly screamed, "No, I can't hold it anymore, I'm going to... ugh..." Zhang Mengdi's eyes became a little glazed, and she no longer cared about inhaling the stench from the sneaker nest in her mouth, constantly uttering meaningless words. With the relentless efforts of the vibrator, Zhang Mengdi finally reached her first orgasm. The overwhelming pleasure made her body convulse. The constantly shocking electrode pads on her body continued to remind her with pain. At the moment of orgasm, it felt as if the glycerin in her rear end was about to erupt. Experiencing such stimulation for the first time, Zhang Mengdi collapsed in the chair, rolling her eyes and gasping for breath. However, with every breath, all she inhaled into her nostrils was the stuffy, sour smell of the sneakers she had worn for half a year and the fresh sweat smell of her own socks. But I completely disregarded her exhausted body after her orgasm and continued to thrust the vibrator in my hand into her clit, sometimes sliding it gently up and down her clit, sometimes poking the inflatable anal plug blocking her anus. After the first orgasm subsided, the physical pleasure gradually disappeared, replaced by the pain of her rear end being stretched. Her hot skin became sensitive. Her stomach was full of glycerin, and the urge to defecate began to stimulate her nerves again. "No more! No more! Hurry up and untie me! I need to go to the toilet! Wuwuwuwuwu..." The bloating pain in her anus made Zhang Mengdi cry out desperately, her voice tinged with a hint of tears. I saw that her endurance was almost at its limit. While continuing to thrust the vibrator into her lower body, I reached out and pinched the tube inserted in the middle of her anal plug, and simultaneously released the valve on the tube. Although the valve was released by me, I still held the soft plastic tube tightly, preventing her from expelling the glycerin. "Are you ready? I'm going to let you go to the toilet now~" Zhang Mengdi, trembling all over from the stimulation of the vibrator, heard me say I would take her to the toilet and nodded her head frantically like a pecking chicken. The glycerin filling her abdomen had completely eroded her sense of shame. At this moment, she just wanted me to take her to the toilet quickly, completely unaware of my next plan. If she knew what I was about to do to her, she would probably prefer to hold it in on the chair rather than believe me. Suddenly, I released the hand holding the tube. Without the obstruction of the tube plug and my hand, Zhang Mengdi's long-compressed intestines suddenly released pressure, and a stream of yellow liquid flowed out along the tube. Seeing this, I quickly picked up a small basin from the ground and placed it on the floor in front of her, connecting the other end of the tube to the basin. The yellow glycerin flowed out of the anal plug and slowly dripped into the basin through the tube. The tube was very thin, and the glycerin in her stomach could only flow out through the tube like a half-open faucet. Feeling the liquid in her intestines slowly draining out, Zhang Mengdi realized that she was now defecating in front of me. The last shred of shame made her try to tighten her sphincter, to prevent the glycerin she had been holding in for a long time from spraying out. However, the fully inflated anal plug made it impossible for her to stop the outflow of liquid from her intestines. Seeing her embarrassed expression, I guessed her thoughts, "What's wrong? You don't want to poop in front of me? Little junior is still so shy." Hearing me say this, she thought I was going to turn away and not look at her embarrassed state, and nodded her head frantically, "Mmm mmm mmm." But how could I be so kind? I grinned and reached out my hand. She didn't understand what I meant. When she saw me put my hand back on the tube from which glycerin was slowly flowing, she immediately knew what I was going to do, but it was too late. I re-pinched the tube with my hand, and the only exit channel was firmly controlled by me again. Originally, because the tube was not very thick, only one-third of the glycerin in her intestines had been expelled. The urge to defecate, which had finally relaxed a little, slowly began to build up again as the tube was closed. She regretted nodding just now. She closed her eyes painfully, enduring the turmoil in her stomach. I wanted to give her a surprise, so I directly reached out and pinched the inflation valve of the inflatable anal plug and twisted it open. The deflated anal plug rapidly shrank inside Zhang Mengdi's body. She also felt the relief of the bloating pain in her rear end. Slowly, the anal plug shrank to its original size. With the continuous squeezing of her sphincter, the anal plug was gradually squeezed out of her rear end. "Ahhhhhh! No, I can't hold it anymore!" she screamed frantically, and the anal plug was finally pushed out by the glycerin in her intestines with a plop! Accompanied by a gushing sound, the glycerin sprayed out of Zhang Mengdi's rear end like a fountain, falling into the basin placed beneath her. The urge to defecate in her rear end was finally released. As the glycerin impacted Zhang Mengdi's tender rear end, the vibrator in her lower body continued to buzz. Smelling the stuffy smell of the shoes in her nostrils, Zhang Mengdi actually reached orgasm again. This time it was much more intense than the last. She ignored the stench of the sneakers covering her nose, threw her head back violently, and gasped for air in the sneaker nest with the rhythm of the vibration. Moans continuously came from her mouth, and her toes curled up. With a series of moans, a stream of golden liquid spurted from her lower body. Haha, it seems she has lost control of her bladder because of me. Liquid sprayed from both her front and back openings. The air was instantly filled with the smell of urine. After a while, Zhang Mengdi's head drooped on the chair. I shook her head, and she no longer responded. It seemed she had fainted. Glycerin and urine were still dripping from the two openings in her lower body. It seems she had never experienced this kind of sensation from both ends. Seeing that she had fainted and there was nothing more fun to do, I turned off the vibrator in her lower body and picked up my phone to admire the video I had just recorded of her being controlled by her excretions and forced to climax. As they showed no intention of letting me go, I started to panic. I had several classes at school that morning, and if they didn't release me, I'd miss the entire day. Ke Yanyan seemed to realize this too, pausing her hand on the doorknob. She turned to Zhang Mengdi and said, "I have a lot of classes today, and he's in my class, so his schedule should be the same. If he doesn't go to class, the teacher might fail him." Zhang Mengdi hadn't considered this. She scratched her head, and the two of them stood at the door, glaring at each other, unable to come up with a good solution. Finally, Zhang Mengdi spoke first, "How about we dress up the senior? We just need to control him. Whatever it takes, it doesn't matter if we have to tie him up at home." Ke Yanyan didn't understand Zhang Mengdi's meaning and tilted her head, waiting for Zhang Mengdi to explain her idea. Zhang Mengdi thought carefully, walked into the bedroom, and took out the chastity belt that had tormented me the previous night. Looking at the device that had caused me so much pain, the scenes of being toyed with by Zhang Mengdi flashed through my mind. I suddenly understood what she intended to do to me. Could it be that she wanted me to wear the chastity belt to class? It was one thing to wear it at night when no one was around, but if I had to wear this heavy chastity belt to a crowded classroom, I'd be infamous at school. I backed away repeatedly, shaking my head and pleading with Zhang Mengdi. But the choice was no longer mine. The restraints all over my body made it impossible to resist. I could only watch as Zhang Mengdi walked towards me, reached behind me, and untied the ropes binding my feet to my body. My body was finally free from being forced into an arched position. The moment the ropes were untied, my waist felt as if it had broken. Every muscle complained of the pressure it had endured. The rope loops on my feet had already rendered them numb. Blood began to flow again through the veins in my feet, and a stinging sensation spread from my toes. Zhang Mengdi then proceeded to untie the ropes around my knees and thighs. Before my waist could recover or my legs regain sensation, she quickly pulled off my wet shorts. I hadn't expected this junior to be so domineering. My lower half was completely exposed to her, making me blush with shame. However, my hands were still bound, so I could only watch as she picked up the metal chastity belt and began to put it on me. While my penis was still flaccid, she shoved it into the cage of the chastity belt. With a click, the chastity belt's waistband locked tightly against my body. Without the key, there was no way I could escape from it on my own. However, seemingly considering that I had to go to class today, Zhang Mengdi didn't give me Viagra as she had before. She dangled the silver key in front of me, saying, "I'll let you go to class today. If you don't listen to us, I'll throw this key into the river later." I could only watch as she put the key in her pocket, feeling the cold, metallic touch of the chastity belt against my lower body. I couldn't help but feel a mix of amusement and despair. Was it really necessary? Didn't she trust me at all? But this completely extinguished any thoughts of escape. Until Zhang Mengdi unlocked the chastity belt from my lower body, I had no choice but to obey her. After fitting me with the chastity belt, Zhang Mengdi began to untie the ropes on my body one by one. As the ropes fell to the floor, the feeling of restraint lessened. After being tied up all night, I was finally close to freedom. However, my newly freed hands were still numb and weak, unable to exert any force. I could only look down at the gag in my mouth and signal to Zhang Mengdi, hoping she would understand. Seeing that we were about to be late for class, and Zhang Mengdi and Ke Yanyan were also in a hurry, they didn't continue to tease me. Zhang Mengdi reached behind my head, unlocked the leather strap, and removed the horse bit that had propped my mouth open all night, tossing it aside along with the funnel and the bottle containing the smelly stockings. I hadn't breathed such fresh air, free from the smell of stockings, in a long time. I greedily took deep breaths. "Hurry up, we're going to be late for the university class! You're still dawdling here." Ke Yanyan saw me lying on the carpet, dawdling and refusing to get up, and kicked me. Now that my hands and feet were free, and I had recovered some strength, I couldn't stand being kicked. With a powerful surge, I sprang up from the floor, grabbed Ke Yanyan's arm, and pushed her against the wall, intending to subdue her. In my excitement, I had completely forgotten what Zhang Mengdi had done to me. Ke Yanyan was pushed against the wall but showed no fear. She coughed lightly and shifted her gaze behind me. My eyes involuntarily followed her gaze, and I saw Zhang Mengdi holding a shiny key, waving it ostentatiously. I then remembered the chastity belt she had put on me earlier. The only key to unlock it was in her hand. I dared not make any rash moves now, and we stood in a standoff. Suddenly, she flickered and turned, swinging the arm holding the key towards the outside of the window, as if she had just thrown the key out. The sudden action scared me half to death. I immediately released Ke Yanyan, whom I had pinned against the wall, and rushed to the window to look down. But below the window was just an empty road, with no sign of the key. This was it. I looked around frantically, my mind racing with countless consequences. How would I open the chastity belt without the key? What about going to the bathroom? I couldn't possibly call the police and ask the firefighters to saw it off, could I? My mind went blank. I stood there, stunned. Just then, I heard the clinking of metal again. I looked towards the source of the sound. It was Zhang Mengdi. The key was still in her hand. She stood to the side, shaking the key and looking at me with a smile. So she had just been trying to scare me and hadn't actually thrown the key away. My heart, which had been in my throat, finally settled. Just as I was about to step forward and snatch the key from her hand, she seemed to read my intentions and clenched her fist, holding the key tightly. "Senior, I told you not to mess around. If you don't behave, I'll really throw the key from the upstairs window later. Then it will be your problem to figure out how to open the chastity belt." Hearing her say this, I didn't dare to act rashly and could only suppress my unwillingness, nodding at her. "Oh? So obedient today, huh? Fine, you look so pathetic, I'll be merciful and unlock it for you. But I haven't decided on the condition yet, I'll tell you when I think of it." Saying that, Zhang Mengdi steadied my body, signaling me not to move, then with her other hand, she adjusted the helmet on my head. I understood her and slowly calmed my agitated mood, stopping my struggles and submitting to her instructions. Zhang Mengdi held the helmet on my head with one hand, and with the other, she probed the gap between my neck and the helmet, trying to insert her fingers. Fortunately, a girl's fingers are smaller; if it were me, I probably wouldn't have been able to get my fingers in. My neck felt a searing pain from being constricted. Thankfully, after so much torment, the gap was finally pried open a bit, allowing Zhang Mengdi to insert two fingers. But then another problem arose: the further she reached in, the thicker her knuckles became. Zhang Mengdi strained with all her might, but could only get her fingers in halfway. With just two half-inserted fingers, how could she find the sock with the key? Zhang Mengdi, holding onto a sliver of hope, groped inside with her fingers. As expected, she could only reach the two pairs of socks closest to her fingers, completely unable to find the ones with the key. This setback disheartened her, and she had no choice but to ask me: "Senior, this thing on your head is stuck too tight. I can't pull out the socks inside at all. How about you bear with it for now? I'll take you back like this, and we can slowly remove the restraints on your body later? It's almost midnight anyway, and there's hardly anyone on the road. You'll just have to endure it a bit, okay?" Go out? What kind of crazy idea is that? Hearing Zhang Mengdi's suggestion, I shook my head frantically. The keys in the socks rattled against the helmet with a clinking sound. In this state, I couldn't even see the road, let alone get back. I waved my hands repeatedly, trying to refuse her suggestion. The handcuffs on my wrists reminded me that the key to the handcuffs binding my hands to the horizontal bar was also in one of the smelly socks. In this situation, she couldn't just move me away. Zhang Mengdi also noticed the handcuffs on my wrists, and rubbing her forehead, she said: "Which girl did you provoke to be this cruel to you? These restraints can't be opened without keys. It's not that I don't want to save you; look, I can't even open these handcuffs. What should we do? You think of something too?" Already anxious, hearing her words, I was on the verge of despair. If she couldn't do anything, how could I get rid of these restraints? I couldn't possibly let Nie Ziyi help me in the morning. The night was long. I tried shaking my head again, hoping to shake the sock with the key towards the gap at my neck. It seemed fate was on my side. After a long jingle-jangle, one actually fell down. My heart felt like it was about to leap out of my chest. I dared not move my head again, afraid of losing the sock again. I made muffled sounds towards Zhang Mengdi. She seemed to hear the sound of the key and said nothing, reaching in with her fingers again. After fumbling for a while, her fingertips finally touched something hard: "Hey, I think I've got it. Senior, don't move, don't let the sock run away again. I'll try to pull it out." As she spoke, Zhang Mengdi poked further in with her fingers. Finally, the tips of her index and middle fingers touched half of the key. But her fingers couldn't go any further, so she had to pinch the sock with her two fingers and pull it out. Fortunately, the gap between the helmet and my neck was wide enough for the thin sock wrapped around the key to come out. As the sock slowly emerged from the helmet, a strong odor wafted out. Zhang Mengdi, suppressing her nausea, finally pulled the smelly sock completely out of the helmet. The hard texture on the sock made her gag. Although her own volleyball socks smelled strongly, holding another woman's smelly sock in her hand, she couldn't help but feel disgusted. Fortunately, it was a pair of black ankle socks. With a gentle shake, the key fell out, its clink on the floor sounding like heavenly music to my ears. Zhang Mengdi picked up the key from the ground, wanting to ask if I recognized which lock it belonged to. However, with only one sock removed from the helmet, my vision was still obstructed by layers of smelly socks, making it impossible to see the key in Zhang Mengdi's hand. With no other choice, she began trying it in different places. First, she tried the lock on my head. After twisting for a long time, the key wouldn't go in. She then tried the metal casing around my hands, but the key wouldn't even fit. Only the handcuffs remained. It seemed this was the key to the handcuffs. After a long wait, with a click, I felt the handcuffs on my wrists loosen and finally fall off. It had taken nearly an hour to retrieve just one key. Who knew how long it would take to get the rest? Zhang Mengdi checked her phone; it was almost one in the morning. Sleepiness made her impatient, and she repeated her earlier suggestion: "How about I take you back like this? It's so late now, and I can't unlock everything by myself. When we get back, we can figure it out with Ke Yanyan, and it'll be easier to unlock, right? It's already one o'clock, and there won't be anyone on the road. I'll pull you along and keep an eye out. If anyone passes, I'll quickly hide you. Is that acceptable? If you don't agree, then I'm going back too. I'm so sleepy, and I have class tomorrow." I knew she was trying to help by coming back to school to rescue me. But walking on the street in this state, if someone saw me, they might call the police. I thought for a moment. The handcuffs on my wrists were already off. Why not take a gamble and go back with her? Otherwise, staying here would lead to a worse fate. The scales in my heart were slowly tipping towards Zhang Mengdi. After all, in this state, even if someone saw me, they wouldn't see my face. After some thought, I finally made up my mind and nodded, agreeing to her request. The vibrator and electric shock device beneath me, whether due to their programming or low battery, had slowed down considerably. The current faint stimulation could barely arouse me, not enough to make me ejaculate while walking. Seeing that I had agreed, Zhang Mengdi reached out and took my wrist: "Let's go, Senior. I'll hold your hand, and you just follow me slowly. I'll warn you if there's any trouble." I grunted twice in response. And so, with the helmet and the smelly socks inside still on my head, Zhang Mengdi led me out of the dance studio. After being tied up and fed a quick meal, I took the opportunity while Ke Yanyan was clearing the dishes to excuse myself to the bathroom. To my surprise, Ke Yanyan saw right through my ploy. "Don't even think about sneaking away. If you run, next time I'll tie you up and make you sniff my sneakers for three days and three nights." Seeing my plan foiled, I had no choice but to sit on the chair and await her judgment. Full and satisfied, Ke Yanyan led me back to the bedroom. First, my eyes were covered with a pair of black stockings. Blinded, I stood there anxiously, waiting for her next move. Suddenly, my knees were kicked from behind, and I involuntarily dropped to my knees on the carpet. She then untied the ropes around my upper body and fitted me with a wooden cangue, a type of head and hand restraint. With a click, my hands were fixed on either side of my neck, completely immobilizing me. I heard Ke Yanyan shaking the keys in her hand, "Hmph, if you can't get this key, let's see how you plan to escape." "No, don't lock me up all night, you're too cruel," I said, a little panicked. I tried to snatch the keys from Ke Yanyan, but my vision was obscured by the stockings, and I could only vaguely make out her silhouette. "You're not leaving until you've thoroughly smelled my socks. Just accept your fate. Mengdi, take off your socks for me." I knew she was trying to gag me, so I quickly shut my mouth. Seeing this, Ke Yanyan, holding a sock in one hand, began to tickle my sides. This was torture, and I couldn't help but burst into laughter. Seizing the moment, a warm, used stocking was shoved into my mouth. It tasted a bit salty, the distinct smell of sweaty socks after exercise. One pair wasn't enough, so Ke Yanyan took off the pink striped cotton socks from her feet. Then, I heard the jingle of keys for the wooden cangue again. "You have quite a large mouth, one pair of socks isn't enough? I wore these specifically for running these past two days, ran quite a distance. Savor it. Oh, and I've put the key to your cangue in my sock too." With that, she shoved the fresh, smelly socks into my mouth. Instantly, a salty, pungent taste flooded my mouth, and I could even feel the damp sweat from her feet on the socks. A sour, pungent odor assaulted my nostrils, making me dizzy. Ke Yanyan covered my mouth and wrapped several layers of static tape around it. I definitely couldn't spit them out. I protested with muffled groans. "Hmph, I'll seal your nose later so you can't whine anymore," Ke Yanyan said, pulling out a large handbag. A bad premonition washed over me. It seemed I was going to be at the mercy of these two girls today. Fine, let them have their way. After the three of us had dinner at Ke Yanyan's place, Ke Yanyan came up with another devilish idea to torment me. She fitted me with a head and hand cangue and put the key to the wooden lock in her sock. Then, she stuffed my mouth with the smelly socks of herself and Zhang Mengdi, wrapping several layers of static tape around it. Now, I was completely unable to spit out the socks in my mouth and could only slowly savor the foot sweat of the two of them. At this point, Zhang Mengdi pulled the stocking covering my eyes down to my neck. I saw Ke Yanyan take out a large handbag, and a bad feeling immediately arose in my heart. Ke Yanyan seemed to read my mind and said with a smile, "Remember last week you told me you were a foot fetishist and wanted my socks? I've been thinking of a way to cure your foot obsession ever since. Starting that day, I secretly took many used socks from the women's locker rooms of the volleyball team and dance classes when they weren't around. These girls train very hard, so their socks must have a strong odor. They usually throw their socks around without washing them after playing or dancing. You love smelly socks the most, don't you? This time, I'll let you enjoy them to your heart's content." She then dumped everything from the handbag. It was a variety of socks and shoes: boat socks from dance shoes, thigh-high stockings from sports shoes, and short socks from high heels. The amount of foot sweat a girl could produce from dancing and playing sports all day was probably no less than a guy's. The tips and heels of the white stockings were already yellowed and stiff, while the flesh-colored stockings had some blackish marks, looking like they had dried sweat on them from being worn without washing. Many cotton socks were torn, with pilling from prolonged wear. The musty smell of sports shoes, the sour odor of high heels, combined with the scent of adolescent girls' sweaty feet after exercise, made my head spin. Ke Yanyan picked up a pair of short stockings that looked particularly dirty and smelly and walked towards me. I looked at the socks in horror and retreated, trying to back away. Visually, these stockings were snagged and frayed. The toe area was hardened and clumped, with a hole worn through at the big toe. The heel area also had obvious friction marks, turning black, looking like a tattered piece of gauze. "These belong to a young lady who loves volleyball and long-distance running. Last week, our team went to a competition, played for four days and eight matches. From what I observed, this young lady wore these same socks the entire time. Later, they probably got worn out, and she secretly threw them in the locker room. I specifically picked them up for you to enjoy." I suddenly remembered my legs were still mobile, so I kicked Ke Yanyan's arm away and tried to run. Suddenly, a foot shot out in front of me. I stumbled, my hands still fixed by the cangue, and fell to the ground. Zhang Mengdi walked up to me. It turned out she had tripped me. "Senpai, you seemed to be enjoying eating my socks just now. Why do you want to run away now?" As she spoke, Zhang Mengdi picked up a pair of thigh-high stockings. At this moment, Ke Yanyan also reacted and quickly came over to press down on my cangue. "Still trying to run? Mengdi, help me tie up his feet." Zhang Mengdi took a pair of thigh-high stockings and wrapped them around my knees, crossing them in the middle and tightening them. I tried to kick my feet to break free from the restraints, but Zhang Mengdi, seeing this, picked up a pair of long cotton socks and put my feet into them. Then, she used another pair of thigh-high stockings to wrap around my ankles and tie them tightly. Now, my feet were completely immobilized, and I was reduced to a helpless fish, at their mercy. Seeing that I had lost my ability to move, Zhang Mengdi and Ke Yanyan relaxed their vigilance. "You scared me! I thought you were going to run away. Since you're being so disobedient, let's have you wash my feet first," Zhang Mengdi said to Ke Yanyan, looking at me lying on the ground. "He tasted them before dinner, let him have the dessert after dinner," Ke Yanyan teased me. She extended her foot to my face, using her toes to block my nostrils. Instantly, I couldn't breathe. With Ke Yanyan's and Zhang Mengdi's fresh, smelly socks stuffed in my mouth, I could only breathe through my nose. To get enough oxygen, I desperately inhaled the air between Ke Yanyan's toes. Zhang Mengdi, seeing that I could still breathe through Ke Yanyan's toes, huffing and puffing, became playful. "I want to try too! It looks like fun." "Mmmph mmmph mmmph!" Where's the fun? She's a pervert, don't learn from her! Hearing Zhang Mengdi speak, I couldn't help but want to retort, but the smelly socks in my mouth turned my complaints into muffled groans. Zhang Mengdi pulled a chair from outside and positioned my body in the middle of it. She then sat on the chair, placing her toes on my nostrils. The air I exhaled blew on her toes, seemingly giving her a cool sensation. She wiggled her toes, letting all five digits evenly enjoy the coolness of my breath. Zhang Mengdi's foot odor was even stronger, a sour, musty smell from her sweaty stockings after exercise, mixed with the stale odor of her feet being confined in shoes. I couldn't help but squirm, trying to get away from her feet. Ke Yanyan, seeing my predicament, burst into laughter. "Does her foot smell worse than mine? Let me tell you, the volleyball team has a match against another school in the next two days, and Mengdi, as a key player on our team, has been training very hard. You'd better clean her feet thoroughly." "Mmmph mmmph!" I was both angry and anxious. The muffled "mmmph" sounds from my sock-stuffed mouth, filtered by Zhang Mengdi's feet covering my nose, turned into dull, muffled growls. "Doesn't he love socks the most? Today, I'll let him enjoy all the socks I brought," Ke Yanyan said, holding up the pair of stockings that looked like a rotten rag, which she had taken from the bag. She brought them close to my face. Even before they touched me, a sour, pungent smell wafted over. Although my hands were locked by the cangue, I could just reach my nose. So, I used both hands to shield my nose, preventing Ke Yanyan from bringing the stockings closer. Seeing this, Ke Yanyan picked up a pair of wool socks from the ground, balled up my hands into fists, and put the wool socks over them, then wrapped several layers of tape around them. My hands were like a puppy's paws, completely unable to open. Ke Yanyan, holding the wooden cangue with one hand, pressed the stockings onto my nose with the other. I immediately felt a sense of suffocation, and the smell of foot sweat, the unique sourness of stockings, and the musty odor of leather and sports shoes all entered my nostrils, leaving my mind blank.