"Well what do we ahve here ?" Matt askes looking at your pathetic quivering body in his hand.
"I could have crushed you under my foot ya little roach. I guess I just saved your life. And for doing so I think I'll make ya my slave for a while." he looks st you with and evil grin.
"NO ! Please help me." you beg to no avail.
Matt continues, "and since you like my feet so much you can start there." slipping off his sweaty socks.
He presses you against his moist sole and begins to get a hard on from the feeling of power. You are rolled over and over across the bottoms of his feet when he realizes that in addition to your small size, you are some what pliable.
Placing you between the soles of his feet he begins to press them together. You start to flatten and then as he pulls his feet apart you stick to one of them as he looks at you wondering what to do next.
Reaching for his socks again he places one of the foot you are stuck to, trapping you inside.
Matt, horney from the power beging to jerk off while you suffer insude his sweaty, smelly sock.
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