He Surrenders

Chris was still almost **** by the punches and kicks that Daniel gave him. Daniel was still using his laptop, playing with it. He went and grabbed some food from his kitchen, he already felt like he owned the place, all while humiliating Chris. Chris was on the floor, so Daniel was using him almost like a carpet, resting his feet above him. His back was full of Daniel’s footprints. He was too tired to escape from his own house, and taking him off the house would be even harder.

He waited some minutes to rest and be capable of getting up, while he was **** to smell the feet that were on his back, even if he had his sneakers on he could smell them from there.

Finally, he tried to move, turning out and grabbing one foot of Daniel to catch his attention.

“Oh, you are awake, heh…”, said Daniel, not caring that much about Chris so he focused his eyes on the screen, again.

“Can you take your shoes off m-” before Chris could finish his sentence a strong sweat smell hit him, putting him dizzy.

It was Daniel removing his sneakers and socks, dropping them on the floor, the odour of his bare feet were unbearable, Chris could feel Daniel warm feet in his back, they were dripping some sweat, but he didn’t complain, he didn’t want to be hit again.

“Good idea, this is better, I can feel the air passing between my toes” said Daniel smiling while Chris was trying to hold his breath.

“C-can you put your feet in another place?” said Chris, now pushing Daniel's feet, but then Daniel gave a kick with his heel to the back of Chris. Daniel just started to laugh.

“Hahah, you are just a pathetic ****, be glad you can be used to rest my feet on you, otherwise you would be useless” said Daniel, now putting his feet above Chris' head, wiggling his toes and laughing.