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Being the son of a single mom who was working I spent an awful lot of time with my Aunty at hers.
I loved my Aunty even though She was very strict. I was punished for every little thing like swearing, talking back, not eating my meal or having bad notes at school.
My Aunty never lay hands on me or touched me, but Her punishment method was very effectual. She had very stinky feet and for punishment I had to sniff at them. This was very disgusting.
I tried hard not to annoy my Aunty but She always found something wrong I had done or said. So I spent a lot of time on my knees sniffing at Her feet.
Once She found out I tried to breath through my mouth during a punishment she taped my mouth for the rest of the day. I never tried again.
The worst punishment was “the boxâ€. It was a narrow space under the table where only her feet and my face fit in. Her foot odor got so intense down there I sometimes almost faded.
They say people get used to everything and it was the same for me. I got used to my Aunty’s foot smell, but it was still really embarrassing and I never told anyone about it.
One day I was under the chair my Aunty was sitting on with my nose stuck at her sole, which She called the doggy position, and I was smelling her foot odor. Strangely I started to enjoy Her foot smell for the first time and knowing that my Aunty was sitting above me somehow attracted me so much that I got a boner.
From that day I was yearning to be punished but my Aunty noticed my change of mind when She spotted my boner one day. She was mocking me and changed the punishment methods into treats for good behavior.
Now my Aunty was wearing a pair of fluffy slippers when the treat started and it didn’t take long I was getting horny just from seeing these shoes. When my Aunty found out She laughed at me and called me a footboy, born to serve and worship a woman in his life.
I didn’t get it back then but She was right. As a grownup I was seeking a lady who would led our relationship and control me with Her feet.
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