Carl was not a happy kid. In fact he was a miserable child. At an early age his parents had died in a drunken car crash. He had then be put into the foster care system and currently was living in the pits of hell. Why was it the pits of hell? Well... things had gone OK at first with his foster father, named Henry. Henry seemed to be a decent bloke for a time, a bit strict but not at all evil or weird. That was until he had met Susan the evil step mother from hell.
Yes, it had been Susan who had ruined everything for Carl. Carl could only think back in despair as he ran his tongue over Robin's dirty smelly feet. Robin insisted on a detailed tongue washing every time she returned home from a sports event or a workout. His tongue traced over the pretty girl's toes, soles and arches. It was his job to make sure her raunchy feet were taken care of. He didn't dare not do it properly, the consequences were quite severe. Right now Robin was busy texting with a friend and he was being ignored but Carl knew one slip up would rouse her ire and that would be very bad.
His thoughts returned to how he had ended up in this mess. Henry his foster father had started dating Susan. He didn't care but he should have and before he knew it they were married. He could recall exactly how his abuse and degradation had all begun it was when...
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