continued.....how i became foot fetish...part-5

friends you have read till now...that how cruel is my maths teacher,how i got punished by her and the batch mate girls and how one of my friends wanted to suffer exactly like me and what he plans for this and what happens in the cabin,,,,i continue from the previous post....so miss neelam ordered me by putting both of her feet on the stomach and chest of vivek ,,,to clean the sandles by tongue like a dog..i was shocked ,,we never imagined that...but i was forced to do that...as she grabbed my hairs and bent me down forcefully ...my lips were touching her sandles..i was feeling so pathetic..i started crying...and a few tears drops fell on her sandles...she shouted u ass hole...u are making my heels more dirty...now first lick ur tears..i was having no other option..i put out my tongue and started licking her sandles...my saliva was making her sandles brighter...she got excited...and removed her sandles and inserted her toes in my mouth..and ordered me to suck....this make my penis arouse and now i also started to enjoy..i was sucking her toes like a juicy fruit..her feet aroma was making me to cum....she inserted almost half of her feet into my mouth..we both were enjoying..she started to rub and press her boobs..i was getting more excited and cummed in my pants...suddenly she came back in her previous mood and removed her foot out of my mouth....now i was a bit relaxed that thank god at least now she may leave us...but it was my misconception as she got some cruel intentions for us,,,,,


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continued.....how i became foot fetish...part-4

friends you have read till now...that how cruel is my maths teacher,how i got punished by her and the batch mate girls and how one of my friends wanted to suffer exactly like me and what he plans for this,,,,,,i write from the previous post.....

so my friend vivek stole maths copy from a girl and he did it publicly so that he may be easily caught and as we thought the girl complained to the miss neelam...and the result of this complaint was never expected by both of us.....she called vivek and asked whether the complaint is true or not...he remained silent...silence was the sign of acceptance...he was trembling and continuous looking at mams feet,,mam suddenly grabbed his hairs by one hand and started slapping him..he started crying.....mam asked why did u did that.....she told my name.....i wet my pants by the thinks of the punishment again.....now we both were standing in front of mam....mam called us in her cabib and she ordered us to close the door...now only 3 of us were in the cabin..my heart was drumming...and we both were sweating...mam stood up from her chair and came closure....the sound of the heels was like some one is stomping my heart ...we both started crying that mam plzzzz forgive us...but mams intention were more cruel...she took both of us by grabbing our collers and gave  blow near her chair.....now she sat on the chair cross legs....and her upper feet was near the face of both of us..she smiled a bit..and asked who wants to be excused..we both shouted tha,,,,mam me....mam said ok...and she put her one feet on the laps of vivek and other on my thighs....and said who will make my sandles shine more...i will excuse him....we both were expecting this type of punishment...and we stared rubbing her sandles by or handkerchiefs...after fer minutes we asked mam to decide,,,,mam said u bastards you made my precious sandles more dirty and kicked vivek...vivek was lying on the ground..mam stood up and go closure to vivejk and put 1 feet on his stomach and starde grinding his stomach..vivek started weeping....mam removed her feet...and ordered vivek to come and lie nera her chair....vivek has no other option,he obeyed mam..now ma put her both feets on his chest and order me to clean gain her sandles .....i started cleaning  and suddenly she slapped me...and said......

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continued.....how i became foot fetish...part-3

friends u have read earlier....about miss neelams attitude and her cruel behaviour on me.....now i am going to continue my story ....

after that class treatment...i was very upset..my white shirt was having the sole prints of that girl and my all friends laughed at me some of them even said that hey,,,come on may i have a foot print on your face also. Well a few days i was totally depressed,i was feeling ashamed on facing the class and especially that gal who stepped on my chest..when i have a eye contact to her in class room...she smiles cruelly and points towards once again.

once in that lunch break one of my friends vivek..asked me about that matter happened to me...i said yaar,,,it was so depressing..i feeling very sad and embarrassed...he was shocked..he said come on yaar...you are lucky to have treated like this...i always wanted to come under that feet of a lady. He told me that he love watching such scenes in which ladies are putting leg over something..or crushing something under their feet...now i was also excited..and i was now about to become  a foot fetish .but i was shy..vivek...told me that he also wants to be treated like this  by miss neelam and by the class gals also.I gave him very common idea...i suggested him to lift mats copy of any gal of the class..she will do complain to the maths teacher and thus may be u may be crushed under feets...he exactly did that same...and...

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continued.....how i became foot fetish-part 2

friends....u have read how cruel was my maths teacher miss neelam was....from here i am going to tell you about my self becoming a foot fetish....
Once miss neelam was checking our notes...i go to her desk when my turn came.....some of my sums were caught wrong...so got too anger and slapped me hard....she teared the pages..and through my copy on the floor......and she stood up to beat me..i got frightened and i started to ran...she followed me..while following she ran through the copy stepping it ....as i was a good runner..she didn't get me....at last she sat on her desk....and i stood from her at a corner of the class room...both of us were watching each other.....suddenly the near by gal grabbed my shirt and shouted......mam...mam....i caught him.....mam was excited....she shouted....hold that bastard.....and ran over to me....i was shivering with fear......mam came near to me and stared beading me like an animal....she was slapping me on cheeks,,,back and hips......i got dis-balanced and fell on the ground....the near by gal was looking very excited.....she asked mam.....mam...this is the boy who also copied my notes....listening this.....mam got more angry...mam  said to her.....really.....what do u think about his white shirt......she understood and she stomped me by putting her 1 feet over me....she was feeling very proud.......i was so weak...that i can resist......i tried to remove her feet over my chest...so i grabbed her feet from my both hands and tried them to pull down........that gal again complained to mam......mam...he is giving me a blow......mam.... called 2 more gals and ordered me to hold my hands.....both gal took each of my hand....and hold it...mam...said u stupid,,,,put his hand on ground and step over it......

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how i became a foot fetish......part -1

friends...i was in class 6th ..my age was 11 years....my maths teacher[miss neelam]....she was a tall and slim lady ,always wears dark coloured sari and high heels with anklets...was really a mean and cruel lady.

She was very dominant type....that i dont knew at that age.....she always used to shout and slap alot....as we were kids so behaving like thsi was not a matter of concern for her...she used sticks to beat us..

One day a boy was throwing chalk to some of the gals.....and suddenly miss neelam came and she saw caught mohit ...that gal seema complained to miss neelam that he is hitting her with chalk...miss got angry...seema urged miss neelam to punish him.....

MISS neelam said ok....she said say sorry to seema by sitting on ur knees and put your head on her shoes.....whole class was shocked....the was also shocked,,,but seems was smiling.....mohit said to mam...plzzz mam dont do that...mam gfot angry and she hold mohit by his neck and forced him down...she ordered...PUT YOUR HEAD ON HER SHOES......AND she grabbed mohit hairs and forcefully bent him down to her feet .....his forehead touched seema shoes....but mohit got up....this made miss neelam angry....nad she put her feet on mohit head nad crushed her head on seema feet......now the scene was.....mohit head was on seema shoes anf miss neelam feet was on mohit head ....she put pressure on mohit head so that....he didn't get up.......

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