Danielle’s Sister Slave (F/F)
Posted: Sat Apr 06, 2019 6:34 pm
Kayley and Danielle never really got along all that well. At a young age, the two would frequently get into fights just for the sake of fighting, not because they hated each other, but only to establish who was on top. The fact that Kayley was 3 years olde3r fueled her desire to be on top, while Danielle's confident, win-at-all-costs attitude fueled hers.
The two grew up competing, whether it be as petty as wrestling match over the remote control, or a fight for who gets the shower in the morning, and for awhile all as what it should have been, the older sibling ending up victorious, but as time went on it became apparent that Danielle was outgrowing Kayley in both the size of her curves, and her height, and this not only got Kayley a bit worrisome, but it filled her with fear of what her sister was now able to do. While Kayley stood at an attractive, petite 5'5 95lbs, her sister stood at 5'7, 110 lbs.
Opening her eyes for the first time in 8 hours, Kayley stretched out her arms, refreshed and refueled to spend her Saturday in pure relaxation. Kayley had finally reached 18 a few weeks ago, the age of adulthood, and the age at which she would only have to deal with living as a child under the custody of her parents for another few months before moving off to college. She really couldn't complain about life, what with a pretty outstanding social life, captain of the track team, and grades which got her to all the schools she wanted. All was well, and as she strolled down the hall towards the bathroom, all she could think about was how great the day ahead would be.
Lost in the bliss of thought, she failed to notice the cd player laid out so carelessly in the middle of the hall by her younger sister, and as her toes pressed down on it her body went flying into the doorway of her sister's room. Thankfully, the door was open, but, unfortunately for Kayley, Danielle had a tendency to leave her dirty laundry splayed out in her room.
Kayley' reflex hadn't been quick enough, and though she meant to use her arms to break her fall, her petite nose could not avoid the pair of dirty socks below. Danielle was the captain of JV Basketball, and, though practices would leave her encrusted by dried sweat and stink, nothing compared to the smell of her long socks, cradling her toes throughout rough basketball drills and absorbing all the sweat and nauseating smell as if to store it for later.
The shock of the fall forced Kayley to inhale deeply through her nose, and the dirty socks served only as a filter, carrying the funk of her little sisters feet into her nose. She gagged, hopped up quickly, and displayed her outrage:"You bitch!! How about you pick up your stuff instead of leaving it in the middle of the hallway?"
Unfortunately in her rage, Kayley failed to notice one of Danielle's socks still glued to her face. Danielle, still half asleep laying in bed, simply looked up at her sister, laughed, and went back to bed.
Kayley shrugged off the unpleasant experience and continued on with her day.
It was not until around noon that Danielle dragged herself down the stairs, still unwashed. She went into the living room where she found her sister watching television while painting her nails. She plopped herself down casually on the opposite side of the couch and swung her still filthy feet upon her sister's lap.
"Hey sis, how about you do my toes?"
Danielle wiggled her toes in anticipation, and in response, Kayley shot her a glare.
"Eww! Get your disgusting feet off my lap!"
"Oh, come on little sissy, just give them a quick coat and I'll be out of your way!"
Kayley hated when Danielle called her that; it enraged her to know that her younger sister trumped her in size. She grabbed her sister's legs and swung them off the couch, accidentally knocking the bottle of nail polish all over the ground.
"Wow, clumsy clumsy! Better clean that up little sissy!" Danielle stated, grinning.
Kayley had had enough. The start of what was supposed to be the perfect day of relaxation had already been ruined by her sister, and she wanted to let her know that enough was enough.
She lunged at her sister, and, as if she had seen it coming, Danielle quickly began grappling her older sister, using her size advantage to put her in one of the most humiliating positions she could think of-- Danielle sat atop Kayley' back gripping both of her bent legs under her armpits. Each of Danielle's filthy feet laid directly below Kayley' unfortunate face, and as Kayley felt the warmth emanating from her disgusting peds, she let out a groan of discomfort.
"Get off of me, you psycho!"
"Now now, little sissy, let's not get too feisty. I asked you nicely to paint my toes and you had to be mean about it. Now, since we've settled who's bigger, I think you're gonna paint my toesies a nice color!"
Danielle wiggled her toes in her big sisters face, sitting on her back, gripping both of her legs in an uncomfortable fashion and grinning from ear to ear. Kayley attempted to flail her arms back at her sister, but this only caused Danielle to pull her legs forward in a painful fashion.
"Whoa there, little sissy! The nail polish you spilled is over there!" Danielle used a foot to point at the small puddle of blue nail polish a few inches away. "Now, you can either paint my toes, or we can stay like this for a little while and you can smell my feet, which I know you'd love!" Saying this, she turned her feet so that the unwashed soles were pointed directly at her sisters face. She rubbed the dirt and grime into her sisters cheeks, making sure to rub the stench of her feet deep into her nose.
"What the fuck do you expect me to paint your toes with, genius? The brush is way over there!"
"I don't know, sis, I thought you were supposed to be smart? Use your hair or something. Yeah, actually, that's a great idea. Paint my toes blue with your hair."
At this Kayley wrenched her body, wanting more than anything to break free from under her little sister's ass. Danielle merely laughed at the attempt and rubbed her toes all over her sister's face.
"Hahaha! Smell my feet!"
After a few minutes, Kayley gave up. She was about to cry from the humiliation that her sister was putting her through, not to mention the pain in her legs from being grappled in such an uncomfortable position.
She knew what she had to do, and slowly but surely she gripped a lock of her hair and dipped it into the blue nail polish. Her sister stared in anticipation, grinning with eyes wide open. Just wanting to get out of the situation, Kayley began brushing the lock of recently washed hair upon her sister's pedicured toenails. Danielle remained silent, watching almost fasinatedly and as happy as ever. When finally all of her toes were painted blue, she spoke:
"AAAHAHAHA! Oh my gosh, I can't believe you actually did that! You're such a weirdo, little sissy! You must really love my toesies!"
She wiggled her toes one final time and released her grip on her sisters legs. Danielle hopped up off of her sister's back.
"Well, I'll see you later little sissy, I'm gonna go wash up!"
She pressed the bottom of her toes against her sisters face one final time, pressing the odorous foot flesh slightly dampened by her foot sweat against her formerly washed older sisters face, soiling it with her filth, before walking away, swaying her sexy hips side to side and humming a tune in satisfaction of her victory.
Kayley laid on the ground absent of movement for a few minutes. Her breasts were sore from being pressed against the ground, her legs were sore from being held in such an uncomfortable position, and her hair covered in nail polish and foot sweat. Worst of all, however, she had been humiliated. As she inhaled through her nose she could still smell the former foot sweat of her younger sister all over her face, taunting her with every breath of air she tried to draw in. She felt like she was about to cry.
Finally, she got up and ran into her room. She sat with the stench of her sister's feet upon her face until her sister finally finished her shower, at which point she stood up and walked to the door.
Her little sister stood in the frame, pressing the towel into her ass in an attempt to dry it. As she looked up at Kayley, she grinned and spoke:
"Wow, little sissy, you're a mess! Better clean yourself up!"
Danielle threw the towel at her sister and it hit her in the face. She walked away, laughing cheekily.
Kayley wanted revenge.
Pt. 2
A few minutes later, Kayley emerged from the shower with a grin on her face. She had an idea for revenge, and was ready to show her little sister that she couldn't be pushed around, that she was indeed the big sister.
It was no mystery to Kayley that Danielle had taken up the disgusting habit of smoking the occasional cigarette in the backyard with a few of her friends, and it being a saturday night she knew that Danielle's friends would probably be coming over tonight for such an occasion.
After getting dressed she walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Her bare feet pressed against the cold tile of the floor, and she looked around to find that her sister was nowhere in sight. She recalled that her sister frequently went jogging on saturdays, and she figured it would be awhile before she returned.
Kayley went into her parents room and rustled through their things until she found their camera. Unfortunately, it was an old one with no picture display on the front, but it would have to do, seeing as how she had no camera of her own. Giddy with excitement, she grabbed the camera and went into her room where she sat by her desk, tapping away on her laptop and imagining the humiliating tasks she would put her little runt of a sister through after she had successfully blackmailed her.
A few hours later, Danielle arrived home. Soaked in perspiration, hurried into her room to change. Hearing her sister had finally arrived home, Kayley began to prepare herself. After changing and chatting for a few minutes on the phone, Danielle walked downstairs and casually stepped out the back door. Waiting for her were her few friends, getting ready to smoke.
Kayley carefully walked downstairs, hoping to evade any detection from her sister and her friends, and gripping the camera in hand, she was ready for some payback. She snuck into the kitchen and crouched by the back door, and she quickly snapped a photo of her sister with lighter in hand. Grinning, she snuck back upstairs into her room, awaiting her sister's return.
After half an hour, Danielle said goodbye to her friends as they walked around the house and left. She walked back into the house and sighed. Today had been a good day for her, and she had a feeling it was about to get better.
Just then, Kayley rushed down the stairs, grinning and gripping camera in hand.
"Hey there, Danielle, guess what I got!"
"Uhmm... what's that?"
"See this camera right here? It's got a picture of you SMOKING! And guess who I'm gonna show if you don't do exactly what I say? Now, how about you start by kneeling down and begging me not to show mom."
At first Kayley witnesses the unmistakable look of fear in Danielle's eyes, but a moments later, her fearful look changes into a grin of deviance and satisfaction.
"You know, little sissy, the lens on that camera is broken, don't you?"
Kayley looks down at the camera in disbelief before noticing the unmistakable crack on the front of the lens.
"I... uh..."
She turned around and attempted to sprint up to her bedroom, but, slipping on the carpet, she plummeted downwards into the abyss of inevitable torture at the hands of her little sister.
"Not so fast there, little sissy!" Danielle says, as she steps to her sister and grabs her by the legs.
Danielle pulls down her older sisters pants and takes them from her before quickly wrapping them around her arms and legs, securing her older sister in a hogtie.
"And now, for the final touch. WEDGIE!" She grips her older sisters thong by the sides and pulls it up with a force which rips at her crotch. Kayley groans in pain, fully aware of the torture to come.
"Please Danielle, just let me out and I'll forget all of this."
"Not so fast, little sissy, you were gonna make me kiss your feet. I think it's only fair you kiss mine. Oh, and don't mind the smell, I didn't wanna change my socks after jogging and waste the clean laundry."
Danielle raises a sock clad foot to her older sister's face and almost instantly Kayley is hit with an odor which makes her gag and want to puke. She wiggles her toes, and Kayley views the darkened bottoms of her little sisters damp, stinky socks.
"Kissy kissy!"
Danielle presses her wet socked foot against her older sisters face, and, grunting in discomfort, Kayley' lips are forced against the nauseating fabric and flesh of her little sister's foot.
After a few minutes of humiliation and Danielle's laughter filling Kayley' ears, she finally withdraws her foot.
"Can you untie me now?"
"Nope. I'm sorry little sissy but I think I gotta show you who's boss around here." Danielle replies, peeling a sock off of her foot.
As Kayley opens her mouth to reply, Danielle shoves a sock so deep into her mouth she almost swallows it. Instantly Danielle's foot sweat and sock filth begins to flow down her sisters throat as if it's a sewer pipe. Tears begin streaming down her face both from her gag reflex and the humiliation, and in a sarcastic tone Danielle replies:
"Awww! Poor little baby! Let me dry up those tears!"
She peels the sock off of her other foot and smears it across Kayley' face, laughing in satisfaction. She shoves the sock into her mouth to accompany the other, and grinning, she runs to the drawer, grabs some tape, and tapes her sisters mouth shut. Kayley' shouts of protest are muffled by her sisters dirty, sweaty socks, and Danielle sits directly in front of her.
"Well, little sissy, now that I've proved that I can punish you, I think it's time to prove I can take care of you too, and since you love smelling my cute little feet so much, I think I've got the perfect reward for you!"
She splays out her long, toned legs and wiggles her little toes. The odor is unbearable, and almost instantly Kayley begins trying to scream louder. This only causes Danielle to laugh, and slowly she inches her toes closer to her poor older sister's face.
"Better sniff my stinky little toes good! And don't stop sucking on those socks, I want them to be clean when you're done!"
With this having been said, she presses her toes against her older sister's forehead and drags them downwards across her face. The sticky, disgusting footsweat is spread across her face, and finally her toes press against her older sister's nose, wiggling tauntingly as Danielle giggles.
Danielle clenches her nose shut, causing her sister to begin jerking around in panic, until finally, as she is on the verge of passing out, Danielle's toes release their grip. She inhales deeply, and the smell of her little sister's toes combined with the lack of oxygen almost causes her to pass out.
"HAHAHA! Ohhh all that cool air feels good between my toes! Let's do that again!"
Danielle continues the same treatment over the next few minutes, and then a few more with the other foot. Each time, Kayley is forced to smell her disgusting, cheesy toe odor, and her desire to puke is only surpassed by the desire to pass out. To make matters worse, the socks have caused her throat to become massively dry, and while her protesting is muffled by said socks, the laughter of her sister is fully audible.
After some time, Danielle finally withdraws her feet. "Well, sissy, I think that's enough playtime for today. I'm pretty tired, so I think I'm gonna go get some shut eye. I'll just leave you here for now. Make sure my socks are clean by morning, little sissy, if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you clean my toes tomorrow with that tongue of yours! Nighty night!"
Danielle hops up, and begins to walk away. Kayley begins to cry for help through her sisters socks, and at this Danielle turns around.
"Oh, sorry about that! I almost forgot!"
Danielle picks up one of her running shoes and brings it over. She places it directly underneath her sisters face and presses down on her head with a foot. Kayley’s nose is almost instantly forced into the soaking wet-with-foot-sweat insole of her tormentor’s shoe. While Kayley inhaled the putrid stink, gagging and slowly beginning to lose consciousness as it tortured her nose, Danielle tied the laces tightly around her head, ensuring the shoe would stay in place all night. Danielle then once again grips both sides of Kayley’s thong and pulls it up high at her sister's sides, causing her to cry out in pain. She keeps both up there for a minute or so, grinding the cloth into her sister's crotch in a fashion which makes her begin tearing again.
"There! Nighty night, little sis."
Danielle walks off and up the stairs. Kayley is left alone, and, after a few minutes of attempting to break free of her pants-bondage, she gives up and, after a few minutes of being forced to inhale her sister's stinky running shoe, suck on her dirty socks, and submit to the agonizing pain of such an uncomfortable position, she finally loses consciousness.
The two grew up competing, whether it be as petty as wrestling match over the remote control, or a fight for who gets the shower in the morning, and for awhile all as what it should have been, the older sibling ending up victorious, but as time went on it became apparent that Danielle was outgrowing Kayley in both the size of her curves, and her height, and this not only got Kayley a bit worrisome, but it filled her with fear of what her sister was now able to do. While Kayley stood at an attractive, petite 5'5 95lbs, her sister stood at 5'7, 110 lbs.
Opening her eyes for the first time in 8 hours, Kayley stretched out her arms, refreshed and refueled to spend her Saturday in pure relaxation. Kayley had finally reached 18 a few weeks ago, the age of adulthood, and the age at which she would only have to deal with living as a child under the custody of her parents for another few months before moving off to college. She really couldn't complain about life, what with a pretty outstanding social life, captain of the track team, and grades which got her to all the schools she wanted. All was well, and as she strolled down the hall towards the bathroom, all she could think about was how great the day ahead would be.
Lost in the bliss of thought, she failed to notice the cd player laid out so carelessly in the middle of the hall by her younger sister, and as her toes pressed down on it her body went flying into the doorway of her sister's room. Thankfully, the door was open, but, unfortunately for Kayley, Danielle had a tendency to leave her dirty laundry splayed out in her room.
Kayley' reflex hadn't been quick enough, and though she meant to use her arms to break her fall, her petite nose could not avoid the pair of dirty socks below. Danielle was the captain of JV Basketball, and, though practices would leave her encrusted by dried sweat and stink, nothing compared to the smell of her long socks, cradling her toes throughout rough basketball drills and absorbing all the sweat and nauseating smell as if to store it for later.
The shock of the fall forced Kayley to inhale deeply through her nose, and the dirty socks served only as a filter, carrying the funk of her little sisters feet into her nose. She gagged, hopped up quickly, and displayed her outrage:"You bitch!! How about you pick up your stuff instead of leaving it in the middle of the hallway?"
Unfortunately in her rage, Kayley failed to notice one of Danielle's socks still glued to her face. Danielle, still half asleep laying in bed, simply looked up at her sister, laughed, and went back to bed.
Kayley shrugged off the unpleasant experience and continued on with her day.
It was not until around noon that Danielle dragged herself down the stairs, still unwashed. She went into the living room where she found her sister watching television while painting her nails. She plopped herself down casually on the opposite side of the couch and swung her still filthy feet upon her sister's lap.
"Hey sis, how about you do my toes?"
Danielle wiggled her toes in anticipation, and in response, Kayley shot her a glare.
"Eww! Get your disgusting feet off my lap!"
"Oh, come on little sissy, just give them a quick coat and I'll be out of your way!"
Kayley hated when Danielle called her that; it enraged her to know that her younger sister trumped her in size. She grabbed her sister's legs and swung them off the couch, accidentally knocking the bottle of nail polish all over the ground.
"Wow, clumsy clumsy! Better clean that up little sissy!" Danielle stated, grinning.
Kayley had had enough. The start of what was supposed to be the perfect day of relaxation had already been ruined by her sister, and she wanted to let her know that enough was enough.
She lunged at her sister, and, as if she had seen it coming, Danielle quickly began grappling her older sister, using her size advantage to put her in one of the most humiliating positions she could think of-- Danielle sat atop Kayley' back gripping both of her bent legs under her armpits. Each of Danielle's filthy feet laid directly below Kayley' unfortunate face, and as Kayley felt the warmth emanating from her disgusting peds, she let out a groan of discomfort.
"Get off of me, you psycho!"
"Now now, little sissy, let's not get too feisty. I asked you nicely to paint my toes and you had to be mean about it. Now, since we've settled who's bigger, I think you're gonna paint my toesies a nice color!"
Danielle wiggled her toes in her big sisters face, sitting on her back, gripping both of her legs in an uncomfortable fashion and grinning from ear to ear. Kayley attempted to flail her arms back at her sister, but this only caused Danielle to pull her legs forward in a painful fashion.
"Whoa there, little sissy! The nail polish you spilled is over there!" Danielle used a foot to point at the small puddle of blue nail polish a few inches away. "Now, you can either paint my toes, or we can stay like this for a little while and you can smell my feet, which I know you'd love!" Saying this, she turned her feet so that the unwashed soles were pointed directly at her sisters face. She rubbed the dirt and grime into her sisters cheeks, making sure to rub the stench of her feet deep into her nose.
"What the fuck do you expect me to paint your toes with, genius? The brush is way over there!"
"I don't know, sis, I thought you were supposed to be smart? Use your hair or something. Yeah, actually, that's a great idea. Paint my toes blue with your hair."
At this Kayley wrenched her body, wanting more than anything to break free from under her little sister's ass. Danielle merely laughed at the attempt and rubbed her toes all over her sister's face.
"Hahaha! Smell my feet!"
After a few minutes, Kayley gave up. She was about to cry from the humiliation that her sister was putting her through, not to mention the pain in her legs from being grappled in such an uncomfortable position.
She knew what she had to do, and slowly but surely she gripped a lock of her hair and dipped it into the blue nail polish. Her sister stared in anticipation, grinning with eyes wide open. Just wanting to get out of the situation, Kayley began brushing the lock of recently washed hair upon her sister's pedicured toenails. Danielle remained silent, watching almost fasinatedly and as happy as ever. When finally all of her toes were painted blue, she spoke:
"AAAHAHAHA! Oh my gosh, I can't believe you actually did that! You're such a weirdo, little sissy! You must really love my toesies!"
She wiggled her toes one final time and released her grip on her sisters legs. Danielle hopped up off of her sister's back.
"Well, I'll see you later little sissy, I'm gonna go wash up!"
She pressed the bottom of her toes against her sisters face one final time, pressing the odorous foot flesh slightly dampened by her foot sweat against her formerly washed older sisters face, soiling it with her filth, before walking away, swaying her sexy hips side to side and humming a tune in satisfaction of her victory.
Kayley laid on the ground absent of movement for a few minutes. Her breasts were sore from being pressed against the ground, her legs were sore from being held in such an uncomfortable position, and her hair covered in nail polish and foot sweat. Worst of all, however, she had been humiliated. As she inhaled through her nose she could still smell the former foot sweat of her younger sister all over her face, taunting her with every breath of air she tried to draw in. She felt like she was about to cry.
Finally, she got up and ran into her room. She sat with the stench of her sister's feet upon her face until her sister finally finished her shower, at which point she stood up and walked to the door.
Her little sister stood in the frame, pressing the towel into her ass in an attempt to dry it. As she looked up at Kayley, she grinned and spoke:
"Wow, little sissy, you're a mess! Better clean yourself up!"
Danielle threw the towel at her sister and it hit her in the face. She walked away, laughing cheekily.
Kayley wanted revenge.
Pt. 2
A few minutes later, Kayley emerged from the shower with a grin on her face. She had an idea for revenge, and was ready to show her little sister that she couldn't be pushed around, that she was indeed the big sister.
It was no mystery to Kayley that Danielle had taken up the disgusting habit of smoking the occasional cigarette in the backyard with a few of her friends, and it being a saturday night she knew that Danielle's friends would probably be coming over tonight for such an occasion.
After getting dressed she walked downstairs and into the kitchen. Her bare feet pressed against the cold tile of the floor, and she looked around to find that her sister was nowhere in sight. She recalled that her sister frequently went jogging on saturdays, and she figured it would be awhile before she returned.
Kayley went into her parents room and rustled through their things until she found their camera. Unfortunately, it was an old one with no picture display on the front, but it would have to do, seeing as how she had no camera of her own. Giddy with excitement, she grabbed the camera and went into her room where she sat by her desk, tapping away on her laptop and imagining the humiliating tasks she would put her little runt of a sister through after she had successfully blackmailed her.
A few hours later, Danielle arrived home. Soaked in perspiration, hurried into her room to change. Hearing her sister had finally arrived home, Kayley began to prepare herself. After changing and chatting for a few minutes on the phone, Danielle walked downstairs and casually stepped out the back door. Waiting for her were her few friends, getting ready to smoke.
Kayley carefully walked downstairs, hoping to evade any detection from her sister and her friends, and gripping the camera in hand, she was ready for some payback. She snuck into the kitchen and crouched by the back door, and she quickly snapped a photo of her sister with lighter in hand. Grinning, she snuck back upstairs into her room, awaiting her sister's return.
After half an hour, Danielle said goodbye to her friends as they walked around the house and left. She walked back into the house and sighed. Today had been a good day for her, and she had a feeling it was about to get better.
Just then, Kayley rushed down the stairs, grinning and gripping camera in hand.
"Hey there, Danielle, guess what I got!"
"Uhmm... what's that?"
"See this camera right here? It's got a picture of you SMOKING! And guess who I'm gonna show if you don't do exactly what I say? Now, how about you start by kneeling down and begging me not to show mom."
At first Kayley witnesses the unmistakable look of fear in Danielle's eyes, but a moments later, her fearful look changes into a grin of deviance and satisfaction.
"You know, little sissy, the lens on that camera is broken, don't you?"
Kayley looks down at the camera in disbelief before noticing the unmistakable crack on the front of the lens.
"I... uh..."
She turned around and attempted to sprint up to her bedroom, but, slipping on the carpet, she plummeted downwards into the abyss of inevitable torture at the hands of her little sister.
"Not so fast there, little sissy!" Danielle says, as she steps to her sister and grabs her by the legs.
Danielle pulls down her older sisters pants and takes them from her before quickly wrapping them around her arms and legs, securing her older sister in a hogtie.
"And now, for the final touch. WEDGIE!" She grips her older sisters thong by the sides and pulls it up with a force which rips at her crotch. Kayley groans in pain, fully aware of the torture to come.
"Please Danielle, just let me out and I'll forget all of this."
"Not so fast, little sissy, you were gonna make me kiss your feet. I think it's only fair you kiss mine. Oh, and don't mind the smell, I didn't wanna change my socks after jogging and waste the clean laundry."
Danielle raises a sock clad foot to her older sister's face and almost instantly Kayley is hit with an odor which makes her gag and want to puke. She wiggles her toes, and Kayley views the darkened bottoms of her little sisters damp, stinky socks.
"Kissy kissy!"
Danielle presses her wet socked foot against her older sisters face, and, grunting in discomfort, Kayley' lips are forced against the nauseating fabric and flesh of her little sister's foot.
After a few minutes of humiliation and Danielle's laughter filling Kayley' ears, she finally withdraws her foot.
"Can you untie me now?"
"Nope. I'm sorry little sissy but I think I gotta show you who's boss around here." Danielle replies, peeling a sock off of her foot.
As Kayley opens her mouth to reply, Danielle shoves a sock so deep into her mouth she almost swallows it. Instantly Danielle's foot sweat and sock filth begins to flow down her sisters throat as if it's a sewer pipe. Tears begin streaming down her face both from her gag reflex and the humiliation, and in a sarcastic tone Danielle replies:
"Awww! Poor little baby! Let me dry up those tears!"
She peels the sock off of her other foot and smears it across Kayley' face, laughing in satisfaction. She shoves the sock into her mouth to accompany the other, and grinning, she runs to the drawer, grabs some tape, and tapes her sisters mouth shut. Kayley' shouts of protest are muffled by her sisters dirty, sweaty socks, and Danielle sits directly in front of her.
"Well, little sissy, now that I've proved that I can punish you, I think it's time to prove I can take care of you too, and since you love smelling my cute little feet so much, I think I've got the perfect reward for you!"
She splays out her long, toned legs and wiggles her little toes. The odor is unbearable, and almost instantly Kayley begins trying to scream louder. This only causes Danielle to laugh, and slowly she inches her toes closer to her poor older sister's face.
"Better sniff my stinky little toes good! And don't stop sucking on those socks, I want them to be clean when you're done!"
With this having been said, she presses her toes against her older sister's forehead and drags them downwards across her face. The sticky, disgusting footsweat is spread across her face, and finally her toes press against her older sister's nose, wiggling tauntingly as Danielle giggles.
Danielle clenches her nose shut, causing her sister to begin jerking around in panic, until finally, as she is on the verge of passing out, Danielle's toes release their grip. She inhales deeply, and the smell of her little sister's toes combined with the lack of oxygen almost causes her to pass out.
"HAHAHA! Ohhh all that cool air feels good between my toes! Let's do that again!"
Danielle continues the same treatment over the next few minutes, and then a few more with the other foot. Each time, Kayley is forced to smell her disgusting, cheesy toe odor, and her desire to puke is only surpassed by the desire to pass out. To make matters worse, the socks have caused her throat to become massively dry, and while her protesting is muffled by said socks, the laughter of her sister is fully audible.
After some time, Danielle finally withdraws her feet. "Well, sissy, I think that's enough playtime for today. I'm pretty tired, so I think I'm gonna go get some shut eye. I'll just leave you here for now. Make sure my socks are clean by morning, little sissy, if you do a good job, maybe I'll let you clean my toes tomorrow with that tongue of yours! Nighty night!"
Danielle hops up, and begins to walk away. Kayley begins to cry for help through her sisters socks, and at this Danielle turns around.
"Oh, sorry about that! I almost forgot!"
Danielle picks up one of her running shoes and brings it over. She places it directly underneath her sisters face and presses down on her head with a foot. Kayley’s nose is almost instantly forced into the soaking wet-with-foot-sweat insole of her tormentor’s shoe. While Kayley inhaled the putrid stink, gagging and slowly beginning to lose consciousness as it tortured her nose, Danielle tied the laces tightly around her head, ensuring the shoe would stay in place all night. Danielle then once again grips both sides of Kayley’s thong and pulls it up high at her sister's sides, causing her to cry out in pain. She keeps both up there for a minute or so, grinding the cloth into her sister's crotch in a fashion which makes her begin tearing again.
"There! Nighty night, little sis."
Danielle walks off and up the stairs. Kayley is left alone, and, after a few minutes of attempting to break free of her pants-bondage, she gives up and, after a few minutes of being forced to inhale her sister's stinky running shoe, suck on her dirty socks, and submit to the agonizing pain of such an uncomfortable position, she finally loses consciousness.