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I was just a normal 14 year old boy in 8th grade. Didn't get good grades. Didn't enjoy school. Didn't have friends, and was . Sitting in social studies doing absolutely nothing. Mostly because it was before class. There was only one other person, Maddison Smith. She was a super popular and spoiled girl. She seemed to be staring at me a lot today. Even though I sit in front of her, the only time I have ever talked to her I was yesterday when she held me up from getting home to give me a pencil and she put gum on it which I touched. It was disgusting. Just as I was thinking about that, she interrupted my thought process. "So, how you feeling?"

It had been several days and she had not punished me though 6 day getting trampled while in her favorite, smelly, sweats filled track shoes, and I even fainted a few times. She got mad at me of course, but she didn't punish me for it. I guess her first punishment was going to be horrible.  I was just over thinking it, but that just me, sitting in Sarah's stinky sock while her sole was over me. Sadly that was the only liquid I could get, so I had to drink it up while I could. "Sam, massage my foot. I want some comfort while I'm waiting for your surprise." I put my hand up to her feet and started rubbing. Just then the doorbell rang and Sarah g

The party went on and on, lasting what felt like forever to me having to lick the salty sweat of her nasty toes, and I couldn't really do anything since my legs were trapped under her massive soles. She wouldn't take excuses though, so I knew I had to get released from the pressure unless I wanted to be put in other places. I started wiggling myself, which wasn't hard because of the sweat I was almost drowning in now. After a couple of minutes, I freed myself. I crawled up to do the next part of my job, eat her toe jam. I looked at the black stuff between her toes and almost puked. It smelled worse than her feet, but I knew the consequences o

Darkness is all that I could see. The void of sight was almost over whelming my brain. How did I get into this situation I thought to myself, how did I get into this mess. Just then, the container opened. All I could see for a moment was blinding light, and then I saw something horrible, the gigantic face of my sister's friend, Sarah Manning, who hated me. Her pacific blue eyes staring at me confined in what I thought was a container for glasses. Her almost platinum blonde hair was near to touching me.  My sister, Jordan, Voice boomed in my ear, "Happy birthday, Sarah."  I was at her birthday party, not as a guest, but as a gift. Sarah's face