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Story: The porn shoot and my socks

Posted 03-02-2017 at 03:49 AM by RunningLiz
Updated 03-02-2017 at 04:59 AM by RunningLiz

This is just a tiny story. So I'll go ahead and post it here. Mostly fictional. There's no pornographic content in this story.

My name is Liz and I am working as a model and I am still quite new in this business and very eager to fulfill my client's wishes as best as possbile. One day I got asked to do a porn shoot. Well that was something new. So far I had only modelled for fashion shoots. I was actually quite reluctant and wanted to turn down the request initially. However they said there is no need for typical sexual interactions and I can stay dressed all the time. Additionally the payment was superb. So I asked my contact for details on the job. It turned out they do mainly feet-related fetish porn. Interesting, I don't have such a fetish, but I'm kind of attracted to check out how this works. All I have to do is let another girl worship my shoes, socks and feet. Doesn't sound too bad, so I agreed. They also did bondage shoots, that I would have found even more interesting, but they didn't book me for this.

A week before the date I got an e-mail from the producer. He asks me whether I could wear a pair of socks for some days before the shooting. They don't want to fake anything and the other girl should have a relastic experience, because her emotions and reactions will look more real then. Lol, I agreed, this would be fun. I even suggested I could wear them the whole week. He said I can do whatever I want to make them really sweaty and dirty. She will like that. I got no problem with that and was willing to do my best. In the end if the client is happy he will engage you more often.

So over the next dares I wore the same pair of white socks. Some days I walked around my apartment in just socks, so the soles got a bit dirty. Other days I would wear a second or third pair on top and go for a long run. It was in the middle of summer, so by the end of the week these socks smelled dreadful.

The day of the shooting arrived and I made my way to the location. The other girl wasn't there yet, in the meantime I should warm up. They gave me they shoes meant to be worn during the shoot (some battered old Converse) and I should run a bit on the treadmill to pour some fresh sweat in my socks and shoes. The producer was indeed happy as I told him how much effort I put in preparing the socks.

While I was running he received a phone call. I couldn't hear much, only the phrase "what do you mean you cannot come today?" Oh no, looks like the other girl cannot make it? A little while later the producer told me the shooting won't happen today. "But I need the money. Can't we do something about it?" I replied. "Well, there would be something. You could even earn double." "Agreed." "But I haven't told you what, you need to know we will tie you up and such things." "Oh, never did such things. But I'm inclined to try some bondage. So that's fine with me." I said being happy about this turn of events as I prefered a bondage shoot anyway. "Is it okay if we gag you?" "Sure."

I would stay dressed, only drop the shoes and socks. Then they tied my feet and hands and finally connected these ties with a rope. They called this a hogtie. It was very strict but also pleasent. I loved the feeling of ropes on my skin. They shot a few scenes and told me to struggle all the time. That was so much fun. "Now it's time for your gag. They said." They grabbed my discarded socks and approached me. "Open your mouth" Oh oh, "what?" I wanted to say but they were quick and my mouth was already stuffed with a sock. Yes this disgusting sweaty sock was now in my mouth. Before I had the chance to spit it out, they wrapped tape around my head. I could have seen that coming, but now it was too late. I struggled again and hmppf-ed in my gag, but they of course thought I played my role again and resumed recording. Another break. "Now for the final extra." They took the other sock, put it in the shoe and tied that one over my nose with tape. Now I had not only to chew on my nasty sock but was also forced to smell it. The stench was acrid. But there was more than just my foot stink. The shoe itself smelled horribly. I don't wanted to know for how long they were worn.

I felt so humiliated and disgusted and helpless. On the other hand, I become hot from the inside. This was strange but what I felt was sexual arousal. How sick am I, that I get horny in this kind of situation?

I was happy when the shoot was over, but the fact that I became aroused startled me so much, that I couldn't let go. As I should find out over the next month I truly don't have a foot fetish but a fetish for bad smells. A while after that the studio asked again to book me, and I agreed...
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    CSasha's Avatar
    Such a pity the other girl didn't turn up ... or not. Good story.
    Posted 05-28-2017 at 03:43 AM by CSasha CSasha is offline
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    justicer24's Avatar
    Awesome story, and luck you!
    Posted 05-10-2018 at 08:10 AM by justicer24 justicer24 is offline
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    Sir_Timo's Avatar
    Oh you are such a dirty girl, I guess you would have liked that turn of events for real, too.
    Easy to imagine how wet you got writing this ;-)
    Posted 02-20-2019 at 02:54 AM by Sir_Timo Sir_Timo is offline
 

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