You stumbled into your single-bedroom apartment, utterly exhausted. Having an extra-long shift at 'Ponpa Johns Pezza' was the absolute worst. Slacking off for even FIVE SECONDS earned you a scolding from your unsalted butter stick of a boss.

"Be a team player!" he would shout, "there's no 'I' in PEZZA!!"

YES THERE WAS. HE JUST TOOK IT OUT.

Not wanting to get TOO angry at him, you flopped down on the couch, turning on the TV to a movie about two guys on a road trip, to deliver a briefcase somewhere. You didn't really pay too much attention, however, you were too tired and hungry. And hot.

Summer truly sucked in this part of the country. It was boiling outside, and you felt like you were a walking sprinkler, with how much you were sweating. You wiped your forehead with a nearby dish rag, and closed your eyes, content with the chaotic activities in the movie serving as background noise.

But unfortunately the peace was ruined, because your phone started ringing. Without even checking to see who it was, you picked it up and answered.

"No, suck my balls, I'm not coming in tomorrow."

(What you actually said) "No thanks boss, I've got a few things to do. See you the day after!"

But then a familiar voice came through, one that immediately made you perk up a little.

"Uhm, wait, what do you mean? I'm not your boss, silly!"

It was actually your friend who worked in that snack bar down by the beach, Sonata Dusk. The one with two sisters from hell, who would...do things to you. Things that you couldn't stand against, or resist.

"Anyway, Non-non, wanna come over tonight? I'll be home soon with some groceries, and we can play Ogres and Oubliettes!"

You really were exhausted, and didn't feel like getting up...but just imagining her smile lighting up the room was enough to convince you.

"Sure, why not? I have a day off tomorrow, no harm in coming to visit."

Sonata squealed a little over the phone, "Eee, yes! I can't wait to go home now, for realzies, this is gonna be fun!!"

After chuckling and saying goodbye, you pushed yourself up off the couch, grabbed the spare key Sonata gave to you, and thanked your lucky stars she lived in the same apartment complex. You headed down three floors of the apartment building and down a hall, letting yourself into her place.

It was thankfully empty. You could only have assumed that her two crazy sisters were at work, just trying to make a living after losing those necklaces of theirs, and you hoped that would be the case for a while.

While you began setting up the coffee table for Ogres and Oubliettes, fate decided to laugh at you. Two people burst through the front door and tossed off their ugly-looking uniform hats. They were, unfortunately, Sonata's sisters, and their names were Adagio Dazzle and Aria Blaze.

Despite your attempts to get to a safe place and hide, Adagio, the one with the curly long hair, grinned when she saw you.

"Well well, what's this here, the freak came back again..."

You backed away from them. You knew exactly what they would do to you, and the sisters knew that you hated it, even through it drove you absolutely wild. "N-not now, Adagio, I've come to hang out with Sonata...I never liked either of you, or how much you did those things to me in bed..."

The purple monster of a girl kicked off her maroon heeled boots, exposing her tired, bare soles to the soft carpet of the apartment. It was enough to get you to glance down momentarily, to lose focus long enough for Adagio to run forward and shove you on your back onto the couch.

You hated these girls. You hated them with every fiber of your being. But, ever since you and Sonata Dusk became friends, you've been able to touch some of the most goddess-like feet in existence...touch them. Not spew every bit of pent-up sexual frustration onto them. It repulsed you to think how much they'd left you to finish YOURSELF off.

And both Adagio, the poofy-haired tease, and Aria, the jean-clad bitch, knew you just had to put up with what they did.

Aria then laid at the end of the couch and forced her slim, sweaty right foot against your face, causing you to clench your teeth and instinctively inhale the intoxicating scent.

"I'M NOT IN THE MOOD, ARIA," you shouted as she angrily smeared her sole against your cheek.

"Look, foot-loving freak, Home Depone was hell today. I just want to smack someone around a few times. You should be THANKING me I'm using your pervy fetish instead," she demanded, forcing her other foot into your hand.

"I'm not gonna rub it. Not tonight," you firmly stated, pushing it off to the side. Steam soon began to rise from Aria Blaze's head, but Adagio placed her hand on her shoulder to calm her down.

Adagio's lips curled slowly into a coy, seductive grin, making sure to sit in your line of sight. She removed her boots slowly, teasingly, locking eyes with you. Only one of your eyes was able to look back at her, because a sexy violet sole was covering your other eye.

"Mmmm, that's ok, you don't HAVE to take Aria's crap...just like I don't HAVE to place my sweet, sweet toes on your little friend down here..." Adagio cooed, carefully teasing your tip with her left big toe, forcing you to shudder.

"C-cut it out, Adagio, I d-dont care what you do to me with those feet of yours..."

It didn't matter what you wanted to think. Her yellowish-orange feet were unbelievable. Adagio went to the local spa three times a week, so every little bit of this curvy, cruel girl's skin was as flawless as the paintings of the mysterious TV artist, RossCord. And she knew it, grinning even more maliciously. Like RossCord, she placed a happy little toe on your tip, from her other foot this time, and carefully ran the silky digit down the canvas that was your shaft.

You clenched your teeth and inhaled sharply, scowling as her she performed masterfully with her toes, wrinkling her soles just enough to force you to comply with Aria's awful behavior. Both of your hands grabbed the sides of her left foot, your thumbs pressing into the ball of her tired sole. She bit her lip and moaned quietly, the foot covering your eye curling tightly.

The stirrup on Adagio's purple tights, on her right foot, managed to slip your length between it and the sole. Now, her warm, slightly slick foot could rub up and down your shaft against your belly, without slipping off.

You clenched your teeth in frustration, grabbing onto Aria's left foot more and more tightly, until you felt that you could shatter her bones with your fingers. But she seemed to like this, moaning out loud and closing her eyes.

"Mmmm, yeahhh, th-that's what I'm talking about..." Aria sighed, shoving her right toes into your mouth, much to both your annoyance and your arousal. Your painfully hard penis twitched with desire against the underside of Adagio's silky yellow foot, and you felt several of her slender toes grip and cradle your tip gently.

You began to thrust along her sole, desperate to go over the edge and finally burst out onto her supple sole for once, but Aria noticed your grunts of pleasure and shoved your body backwards with her massaged right foot, so you slipped out from between Adagio's stirrup, leaving your throbbing length crying out for attention.

"Pah, don't even THINK about it. Dagi, be careful, he's pretty close..." Aria spat, and your glare landed directly into her smug eyes. Her coy grin returned, and she wiggled all of her sweet, succulent digits in your mouth and against your tongue, forcing you to calm yourself and continue your service to them.

Each one of her toe spaces got a good five minutes of tongue-bathing, and you tended to her other foot. Aria's slender hand began to dig into her jeans, and a wet spot began to form while you pulled her toes back and forth. Adagio made sure you continued to put your best foot forward in this session, by occasionally sliding her sole across your sack.

You hated how weak you were to these girls' feet. They made sure to exploit that weakness to the fullest, and you scolded them for that every single time they left you unsatisfied. Maybe this time, they'd finally stop teasing you...

You yanked Aria's digits from your mouth, panting angrily. Adagio quickly grasped your hilt with both her sets of toes, causing you to let out another strained groan.

But you still had enough strength, and pointed to Aria, giving her a piece of your mind.

"I b-bet you're the kind of person that would fuck a guy in the ass and not even have the Faust-damn common courtesy to give him a reach around..."

Aria laughed, quite loudly and obnoxiously, and smacked you in the face with her slickened toes, shoving them back into your mouth, much deeper than before.

"Hahahaha, I would do SO MUCH WORSE than that to you...for example..."

Her other foot, still being groped and felt up by your hands, slipped out of your grip and joined one of Adagio's soles on your shaft. You gritted your teeth and instincively thrust upwards through their silky, slick feet. Instinctively, you grabbed the back of Aria's foot, locking your fingers between all of her toes, dragging them backwards just the way she liked it. You were so close, and were leaking so much pre on the wider yellow sole, and the slimmer violet one. Just a few more thrusts, and a little more pleasuring Aria, and...

They quickly yanked both their feet away from your carbonado-hard member, and Aria threw her head back, finishing extremely hard all over the couch, juices spurting everywhere. You clenched your fists and your expression darkened, and you were left on the edge by their HORRENDOUS teasing.

"Aaahhhh, th-thats right, Anon...once again, thanks for the relief...but my feet are all relaxed now, and they couldn't POSSIBLY do anything else to you..." she panted, calming down from her intense orgasm.

You reached out to grab her foot and grind yourself against it, but Adagio quickly grabbed your wrist.

"Nuh uh, Anon, if you do that...then no more fun for the foot lover here...no more of me slooooowly dragging them down your chest, or letting you take care of them in the shower, or-"

Your phone vibrated, indicating a text. Both the sisters who left you on the edge laughed, "Heh, too bad, poor Anon...too busy to take care of our smooth, sexy, NEEDY feet? That's quite alright, perhaps next time..."

You ignored their teasing for just a moment, and realised it was a text from Sonata, telling you to come up to your apartment instead.

You stormed out the door and left Adagio and Aria behind to wallow in their hollow victory, and made your way back up to your apartment and unlocked the door.

Something caught your nose's attention. Was someone cooking in your place?

You made your way to the apartment's tiny kitchen. There, you marveled at the sight before you. It was your friend, Sonata Dusk, in a very skimpy set of panties, and nothing to hide her rather massive bust except for your 'It's Raw' apron. She was making tacos, her favourite food of all time.

She giggled and looked back at you, winking. "Oh hey Anon, how was work today? Are you hungry?" But then she noticed something wrong, rushing over to you.

"Non-non, are you alright? You look a bit bruised, and you smell kinda sweaty..." she said, inspecting your abused body, but you had to chuckle a bit, staring down at her glistening chest.

"You're just as sweaty as I am, Sonata..."

She blushed, scratching her head sheepishly. "Oh, heh, yeah...summer heat, and the stove, you know? But seriously, please tell me Anon. I saw my sisters walk in through our security camera, what happened?"

"Well..." you said, taking quite a while to explain the situation. In the meantime, Sonata emphasised her hip sway as she put the traditional dishes of Mexicolt together, and sat down at the table across from you.

"Well, another one of THOSE times, huh..." she said, as you began to wolf down your tacos. She really didn't mess around when it came to cooking...

Suddenly, you felt something warm, something smooth, affectionately slide up and down your right leg. Sonata's bright, happy smile indicated for you to look downwards, and it was exactly what you thought. Her pale blue foot was trailing along your leg, slowly making its way up to your thigh.

"Don't you worry, Non-Non, Sonata's here to make it all better..." she murmured, blushing madly, but you felt her flexible toes grasp around your shaft, right under the table, pulling back and forth ever so slightly.

The top of her other foot began to cradle your sack, and she reached out and grasped your hands gently, staring into your eyes. The earlier session with her two sisters was still lingering within you, and you were closer to unloading than ever before.

But soon...it all stopped.

As soon as she saw your look of desperation, she stood up and placed a small, slender hand on your shoulder, whispering in your ear.

"I promise, Non-non, I'll take care of you...now c'mon with me..."

She grabbed your hand, and slowly led you to your bedroom, undoing the apron that was concealing her ample breasts, allowing it to fall to the floor. She sat in your bed, and you soon followed. Once you were in place, she extended both her perfectly-proportioned blue feet out to you, scrunching the toes.

"Go wild, Non-non..."

You immediately took her offer, and grabbed onto the back of her right foot. After such a long session of just being teased and abused, you felt it only right to administer some justice to the objects of your affection, despite them not belonging to your attackers. Immediately, your nails scratched along the curvy arches of Sonata's right foot, erratically rather than with care. She immediately burst into giggles, her face becoming a little redder, but she understood what you needed better than anyone. So she tried her best to keep her foot still for you.

You got a little greedier, and locked that ankle under your arm. Seeing it totally helpless invigorated you, and you scratched at the underside of Sonata's innocent, yet awfully-sensitive foot a little slower, switching to up and down her foot, to cover the entire area. She squealed and collapsed back on the bed, her toes curling tightly whenever you hit the center of her upper foot, just below her adorable digits.

"This is what they get for being so soft and cute..." you chuckled, bringing her other foot into the mix. Her right foot was beginning to blush slightly, and it was easily becoming slick and glistening with sweat because of the summer heat. You wanted the left foot to match that.

So instead of rushing the tickling this time, you firmly, yet teasingly scraped the bottom of her left foot. She bit her lip and giggled slightly more quietly, as you raked your fingers all the way from heel to toe, then toe back to heel. Focusing only on her left, you slowly got more and more antsy. Both sets of her toes were wiggling wildly, and it was heavily reducing the amount of sensation she felt.

You leaned down and wrapped your lips around three of her clean, silky toes, and sucked on them greedily. You sighed heavily and moaned at the taste.Since you had to endure two pairs of heated, heavily-sweating feet forced into your face earlier, placing your lips over her adorable toes was like drinking a refreshing glass of water after a whole bottle of hard liquor.

Sonata’s giggles ramped up even further, as your teeth bite down carefully and pull back her toes. Her sole was completely helpless to your fingers, scratching deeply into the soft surface and leaving long red trails.

Her other foot suddenly managed to slip out of your grip while your tongue slid between her toes, despite your rapid and deep scratching. You quickly turned around to catch her ankle under your arm again, releasing her toes from your mouth, and before you knew it, there was a slick, blushing foot on your forehead. Sonata covered her mouth and let out a soft giggle when she saw how stunned you looked.

“And this is what YOU get for being so mean…” Sonata cooed, gliding her sole straight down on your face and over your outstretched tongue. You gasped and pressed your face further into her foot, and she added the other one into the mix, both of her adorable feet holding onto your cheeks and dragging downwards over your body.

The shock of her beautiful, abused soles caressing your face finally wore off, and you decided to grab both of them while she thought she had you under her spell.

“Feet like these deserve what they get…” you chuckled darkly.

Flipping her over onto her belly, you sat on Sonata’s ankles, wrapping your legs around the backs of her legs, and unzipped your jeans, allowing your member to fall free. It was soaking wet from its earlier teasing by her sisters, and now your interactions with Sonata. But you weren’t quite ready to blow yet, despite what you felt a while ago.

“W-wait, Non-non, w-wasn’t that enough? Can’t we talk about this?” she stuttered, a knowing and sly grin plastered on her angelic face. You shook your head, and as sharply as possible, traced the shape of a heart into her right foot, red marks clearly indicating that it worked.

She burst back out into giggles and tried desperately to crawl away, and you looked behind you just to make sure she wasn’t up to anything that could allow her to escape. She was resting her head in her hands as her cute laughter slowed down, and scrunching her right foot excessively. It looked like she felt exactly what you traced…

Grinning happily, you scratched lightly along the sides of her wiggling feet. Her forced giggling slowed down a little until it became the occasional chortle, and then, thanks to your earlier undressing, her warm, welcoming soles came to press together on your cock briefly. And her feet immediately stopped to keep hold of it, she definitely noticed how hard you were.

Unfortunately, this caused you to groan, and the sensitivity from being left unsatisfied by Sonata’s sisters was beginning to get to you. She took the opportunity and quickly yanked her captive feet out of your iron grip, and scrambled back up into a sitting position.

You desperately lunged at her feet again, eager to tickle them for hours, days, weeks, until she came, over and over…but Sonata managed to stop you again, her left foot coming to rest on your sack. Immediately, you began to grind yourself firmly onto her slick sole, but Sonata held out a hand to keep you from going too wild, a masterful, seductive grin growing on her beautiful face.

“I did say I’d take care of you, Non-non…I promise, it’ll feel nice…” she purred. You couldn’t disobey her anymore, and you laid back so she could work you over. Her toes gently grasped onto your sack, and her other foot began to glide up and down the underside of your shaft.

You shut your eyes and clenched your fists, spurting just a little between her toes and onto the top of her foot. She bit her tongue gently, keeping her focus on the slow, affectionate movements of her feet, and decided to pick up the pace slightly. The slick, blushing foot tending to your sack made its way just a little higher, until both her lovable, ticklish soles were wrapped around your member.

You gasped and threw your head back, letting out a grunt of pleasure and tried desperately to hold back against the gentle assault. She giggled a little and began to tightly hug your member with her soft curvy arches, gliding them up and down and alternating strokes.

“C’mooooonnn, Non-non, you know you like my feet…you can show it to me…” Sonata teased, covering your tip with her warm left sole and sliding it back and forth and her supple right sole firmly stroking in a circle around the side of your shaft. Her expertise was easily able to push you over the edge.

Your whole body rocked and quivered, as you unloaded more painfully hard than you ever thought possible. Your hot seed spurted out directly onto her left sole, since it was directly covering your tip, but eventually her left sole became covered too much, and a lot of your pent-up sexual frustration dripped down onto her slick, sexy right foot, which was still firmly pressed against the side of your cock and stroking in small circles.

Sonata slid her left foot down off your tip, the now-coated sole joining her right on the other side of your penis through the last few moments of your explosive orgasm. You tensed a little and spurted one last time, panting and sitting back up, albeit weakly.

Sonata bit her lip and stared down at her white-coated, sexy blue feet, rubbing them together to spread your love evenly over them. “H-heh, Non-non, did I do good? Did I make you feel better?” she asked, running a finger along her right foot.

“That was….really, really fun, Sonata…” you responded, eyes going wide as she wrapped her lips around her finger, swirling her tongue briefly to taste your fluids, and licking her lips when she was finished.

“Mmmm, tasty…I should have just let you have fun at the table, then I would have gotten some nice dressing for my tacos…” she giggled, her toes scrunching briefly. You held onto them tightly regardless, they had to be yours now. They just had to.

“I know I promised you a game of Ogres and Oubliettes, but maybe…well, could we stay in bed? My feet kiiinda hurt from work today at Taco Belle…” Sonata begged, giving you the most innocent puppy-eyes and clenching her hands together.

You couldn’t ever say no to her.

“I promise I’ll give you my feet whenever Aria or Adagio bully you…but we have to keep it quiet…” she added.

You nodded vigorously and began to rub her tired feet, covered in your essence, as Sonata texted her sisters three floors down. She squealed a little and clenched her hands.

“I get to stay over for the night!!! Non-non, do you know what this means?!” she shouted happily.

You clenched her feet a little tighter. “I get to see you and feel your feet all night?”

“Well, yeah, but I was thinking it means we could make more tacos and watch movies past bedtime.”

You nodded, squeezing both her soles like they were your property. “Only if we can do more of this stuff too…”

She instantly nodded, and despite the terrible day you went through, your siren friend was there to make it all better for you. Needless to say, the unexpected sleepover really didn’t consist of much actual sleep.