Tau Kappa Delta

CHAPTER 4

After a late night and too much beer, Tyler slept deeply and it was lunchtime on Friday before his eyes opened. The first thing he noticed was the bright sun streaming in the window which made him blink. The second thing he noticed was something crawling on his foot and he rolled over onto his back and sat up.

“What the…?” he yelped and then he saw that pledge kid at the foot of the bed and he remembered. A grin slowly spread across his face and he leaned back and look at Ben who hadn’t yet said anything and was just staring at Tyler with a tired and sad expression.

“Morning scum,” Tyler said.

“Good morning sir,” Ben answered in a quiet voice.

Tyler glanced at his watch. “Wow it’s been like 9 hours dude! Have you been down there the whole time?”

Ben nodded. “Yes sir.”

“Kissing my feet?” Tyler asked in disbelief.

“Yes sir,” Ben replied.

“Holy fuck!” Tyler exclaimed. “I can’t believe it.” He shook his head again. He just did not get it. Why hadn’t Ben just taken off? He wondered if had he really been kneeling there all night or was he just trying to bullshit him.

“Are you lying to me pledge?” Tyler asked.

“No sir!” Ben insisted. “I’ve been kissing your feet and toes since you laid down.”

Tyler smirked, “Oh yeah, now I remember where we left off. You’d fucked up pretty badly hadn’t you and I added the toes.”

“Yes sir,” Ben said. “Both feet and all ten toes.”

“Wow,” Tyler said. “I’m impressed. That’s a fuck long time to be kissing feet. How many times did I tell you to do it? 10,000?”

“Well I was at -2000 points so I would have had to complete 2000 repetitions to get back to zero sir,” Ben said rather sadly. “But since I had to kiss both feet and toes that worked out to like 24,000 times.”

“Shit!” Tyler laughed. “Well how far did you get?” “1749 sir,” Ben replied softly.

“Seventeen thousand times?” Tyler said in shock.

“No sir,” Ben correct. “Seventeen hundred and forty nine times. Which works out to…” he paused while he did the arithmetic in his head. “20,988”

“That’s it!” Tyler scoffed. “You had 9 fucking hours. You should have been finished.” “I’m sorry sir,” Ben said. “I had to start over twice.”

Tyler raised an eyebrow. “Really? Why?” “I got interrupted,” Ben said evasively. “By what?” Tyler pressed.

Ben paused a second before answering. “I got kicked.” “Who kicked…” Tyler started before he got it. “Wait? I kicked you?” “Yes sir,” Ben said.

Tyler pushed the covers aside, stood up and got his first good look at Ben. He had a black eye and a split lip.

“Oh shit dude,” Tyler said guiltily. “Sorry about that.”

“It was probably my fault,” Ben said. “I think I… disturbed your foot or something and...”

“And I just lashed out,” Tyler finished. Ben nodded. “Really sorry about that,” Tyler repeated.

.”It’s just a split lip,” Ben said. “Don’t worry about it.”

“Ummm well actually you’ve got a black eye too,” Tyler explained . “Oh,” Ben sighed. “You kick hard.”

That wasn’t news to Tyler. He could have inflicted a lot more damage to Ben’s face if he’d really kicked him but he still felt bad about kicking Ben in his sleep.

“I can’t believe you didn’t wake me,” Tyler said in surprise. Ben shrugged. “I knew the rules sir. I started over.”

“No that’s not what I meant,” Tyler said. “I meant…” He trailed off as he pictured Ben leaning in and kissing his feet only to get a foot slammed into his face. And then instead of telling Tyler to fuck off he’d just started over. He started kissing Tyler’s feet again.”

For some reason the absurdity of it struck Tyler as really funny and he let out a little chuckle.

“Nevermind,” he said with a wave of his hand. “Okay so I kicked you and you had to start over and that’s why you only made it to 1700?”

“Well,” Ben continued. “I had to start over a second time.” “Another face kick?” Tyler joked.

“No sir,” Ben said. “You rolled over in your sleep onto your stomach.”

“Oh,” said Tyler, “Got it. I flipped over so you couldn’t kiss my feet any more without waking me. So that’s why you stopped?”

“I didn’t stop” Ben said defensively. “I just started over.” “But how…” Tyler started.

“The rules just said I had to kiss your feet” Ben protested.

Tyler’s eyes widened in surprised. “You mean… You were kissing the bottom of my foot?” Ben nodded.

Tyler slowly sat on the edge of the bed in silence and lifted up his right foot so he could look at the sole. He’d taken a shower before the party but he’d changed into shorts afterwards and had padded around the house barefoot for a bit before Ben had come up to have him look at the car. His foot was dusty and slightly dirty and there were still bits of lint from his socks sticking to the bottom and in between his toes. Tyler’s stomach churned a bit. The thought of kissing some guy’s feet was gross enough but kissing the soles of the feet? He couldn’t believe Ben had done it. He looked back at Ben.

“How long were you doing that?” Tyler asked.

Ben shrugged. “I dunno. About half of the night I suppose. You kicked me not too long after you fell asleep. I was only in the 400s when that happened.” He cocked his head as he thought back. “And then I had started over and I had gotten to maybe the 1100s when you rolled over.”

Tyler looked at him in amazement. “And so you just started over and kissed my dirty feet?” “And toes,” Ben added. “I didn’t cheat.”

“Seriously???” Tyler asked. “You’re telling me you spent like 4 or 5 hours kissing the bottoms of my grimy feet and toes??”

“Yes sir,” Ben nodded.

“Dude that is fucked up,” Tyler said shaking his head.

“I accepted the challenge,” Ben protested. “I wasn’t going to quit.”

Tyler thought about that. What Ben had put himself through just to try and get a spot in TKD. The kid must be fucking desperate. Tyler couldn’t believe it. Sure he’d been the one to think up the foot kissing challenge in the first place but it was just to get Ben to back off. And now he’d had the guy on his knees kissing his feet, tops and bottoms, all fucking night long. It was weird as hell but somehow Tyler found the whole thing kind of a power trip. Tyler was quiet for a moment as he thought things over. His plan to get Ben to quit had failed so far. And now he’d backed himself into a corner. Tyler couldn’t tell the other guys in the frat that Ben had -2000 points much less how he got there. He had to get things back on track. He thought for a moment and then a cocky grin spread across Tyler’s face. Maybe he could have his cake and eat it too.

He gave Ben a long look and then said sternly, “You still failed though didn’t you. You had all night. You should have been done.”

“Yes sir,” Ben agreed sadly.

“You know I said last night that was your last chance to work yourself out of the hole.” Tyler recapped.

“I remember,” Ben said. In fact it was all Ben had worried about all night. Tyler had given him plenty of chances but he’d botched them all. Tyler had even stayed up until 3AM trying to give him a chance of getting a spot. He hadn’t blamed Tyler for getting mad. That’s why he’d tried so hard all night. He’d even missed both his classes this morning. He endured 9 hours on his knees. He’d kissed each foot and toe. He’d even taken a foot to the face. He’d tried so hard. That’s why when Tyler rolled over it only took about 10 seconds for Ben to make up his mind. He’d blown all his other chances. If kissing Tyler’s dirty feet was the price to pay then he’d just do it. But he failed again. He’d blown his last chance.

“Look I’m sorry,” Tyler said. “I was just tired and mad last night. I’ll tell you what though; I’m very impressed with how you handled this last challenge so I’m going to award you 500 points as a way of saying sorry about the kicking you in the face and making you start over and another 500 for having the balls to keep going even though you had to kiss my grungy feet.”

Ben smiled. “Really? Thank you sir!”

“Unfortunately, that still leaves you at -1000 points and frankly there’s no way you’re going to make that up in the competitions we’ve got planned.” Tyler said.

“Please sir,” Ben begged. “Just give me one more chance.”

“I don’t know dude,” Tyler said vaguely. “It doesn’t seem fair. I said last night was your last chance. Besides, I’ve got to go grab some lunch soon. I’m starving. I mean I could give you maybe half an hour. Even if I let you kiss my feet again you wouldn’t be able to work off all the demerits in that short a time frame. Besides, you’ll probably fail again and rack up more points.”

Ben thought about it. Tyler was right. He could only work off a couple of hundred points in an hour. “What if I kiss the bottoms like before?” Ben suggested. “Would that be worth more points?”

Tyler seemed to think it over. “I guess but remember I have to do this fairly. It has to be risk versus reward so if I up the reward I have to up the risk.”

Ben seized the opportunity. “I’m okay with that. I will do it even if it means risking going down to -5000 points.”

Tyler shook his head. “Nah, we’d done the point thing so many times and it’s just a sand trap for you dude. The risk has to be like something worse.”

“Worse?” Ben asked. “Like what?”

“I dunno,” Tyler said. “Like if you try and fail then you have to endure some punishment like getting kicked in the nuts by every guy in the fraternity.”

Ben gulped. The thought of twenty plus large, strong fraternity jocks each getting to kick him in the groin was horrible.

“Or maybe be a human piñata at our next party,” Tyler continued.

Ben could only imagine the pain. Jocks with sticks beating on him while he hung trussed up from a tree. There had to be a way to avoid that.

“Can’t it just be like if I don’t finish kissing your feet then I have to kiss them again or maybe twice as much?” Ben suggested?

Tyler hesitated. “Well I suppose the other suggestions were kind of extreme. But it’s got to be something worse than kissing my feet. That’s what makes it a punishment.”

“I understand sir,” Ben said. He knew Tyler was trying to help. “I’ll do whatever you say.”

Tyler gave Ben a smile. “Okay I’ll cut you some slack then. We’ll make it simple. Since you’re gonna kiss my dirty feet to win if you lose you’ll have to lick my feet. It’s nasty but that’s why it’s a punishment you want to avoid right?”

Ben thought about it. Lick Tyler’s foot? Tyler was right. The idea was nasty.

“I don’t know…” Ben said. “Are you going to take a shower first or something?”

Tyler smiled, “Haha. That wouldn’t be much of a punishment would it? Besides,” he quipped, “they’ll be nice and clean when you’re finished licking them.”

Ben didn’t think the joke was that funny. Could he bring himself to lick another guy’s foot? He’d already kissed Tyler’s feet so many times it didn’t even faze him. He supposed if he absolutely had to he could manage to lick each foot one measly time. And besides Ben wasn’t going to blow this so he just nodded and Tyler continued.

“I’ll give you 30 minutes to work off the 1000 points,” Tyler explained. “Each time you kiss my feet you knock 20 points off. That’s only 50 times. That should be a piece of cake to do in 30 minutes.”

Ben smiled. “Yes sir. I accept the challenge.”

“Not so fast cowboy,” Tyler said. “You still have to obey all the rules from last night. Okay? And since you’ll be kissing the bottom of my feet I’ll just stretch out on the bed and let you work.”

“That would be great sir,” Ben said enthusiastically. “I won’t fail.”

“I’m sure you won’t,” Tyler agreed. “In fact, I’ll even let you kiss them 10 more times to work your way up to +10 points.”

“Really?” Ben asked excitedly. “Just 10 more times? Not like 1/10 of a point or something?” Tyler nodded. “Yeah just 10. 1 for 1. You’ve earned it.”

“Thank you sir,” Ben said.

“Okay then,” Tyler said standing up. “Let’s do this and then maybe you and I can grab so lunch.”

Ben smiled as he thought about how cool it was that he was going to get to hang out with Tyler and the TKD guys from now on.

Tyler stretched out on the bed. He stacked the pillows so he could lean back with his hands behind his head and still see Ben. He filthy soles were right in Ben’s face.

Tyler looked at his watch. “Okay dude, 30 minutes on the clock. All rules in effect. Start kissing my feet.”

Ben ignored the grime, leaned in and kissed the bottom of Tyler’s right foot. Then he began kissing each toe on his right foot.”

“Oh hey,” Tyler said as he felt Ben’s lips on his toes, “I forgot to say you could skip the toes this time around. You just have to kiss my feet. Just keep going.”

Ben couldn’t believe it. Tyler was making this so easy for him. “Thank you sir!” Ben called out in between kisses.

“No worries dude, you’ve got this.” Tyler said, “This is a cinch after being on your knees all night kissing feet. In fact, you might as well be comfortable.” Tyler hopped up, grabbed one of the pillows off the bed and handed it to Ben. “Here you can kneel on this.”

Ben froze.

“What’s the matter?” Tyler asked in response to Ben’s crestfallen expression. “You… you… got up.” Ben stammered.

“Yeah so wha… oh shit!” Tyler put on his best guilty look. “Oh fuck dude. Fuck! I didn’t even think. I just wanted to get you the pillow.”

Still on his knees, Ben looked up at Tyler like a sad puppy dog. “So does that mean…” Ben said.

Tyler nodded slowly. “Ben I’m sorry but the rule from last night was that any interruption caused a fail even if it was my fault. Dude I’m really sorry.”

Tyler wasn’t yelling at him like last night. Ben could tell he felt really guilty because this time it really was his fault. Still, he’d failed. Again. He’d been kissing Tyler’s feet for what seemed like forever and none of it had made a damn difference.

“So I’m stuck at -1000,” Ben lamented.

“Well…” Tyler said. “By all rights, you should be. Those were the rules but fuck that. I’m the fucking VP and I can award any demerits or points I want. This was totally my fault so I hereby award you 1010 points.”

Ben couldn’t believe it. Tyler had just erased all of his debt. He was back in the running. He was going to make it.

“Thank you sir!” Ben exclaimed!

“Happy?” Tyler asked.

Ben nodded, “God yes, I can’t believe it’s finally over.”

Tyler shook his head. “Well almost dude, I mean you still failed.”

Ben was confused. “But you gave me the points anyway,” he said.

“Not the points,” Tyler said as he pointed to his bare feet. “The punishment.”

Ben winced. He’d forgotten. He’d agreed to lick Tyler’s feet if he lost.

“Sorry dude,” Tyler said with a shrug.

Ben sighed. He was too happy about being out of debt to care. This was a small price to pay.

“It’s okay. I agreed to the rules. Fair is fair. I lost. I’ll lick your feet.” Ben said.

He bent down to Tyler’s right foot and lick from his big toe across the top of his foot all the way up to his ankle. Before he’d just smelled Tyler’s sweaty jock feet. Now he tasted them. His stomach clenched but he continued. He repeated the same licking maneuver on Tyler’s left foot. It was horrible but he finished and straightened up. He was glad he’d never have to do that again.

“What are you doing?” Tyler asked.

Ben looked up. “What do you mean? I licked your feet. That was the punishment.”

Tyler shook his head. “Not the tops of my feet dude, the bottoms. You had to kiss the bottom of my feet and if you lost you had to lick them.”

“Oh fuck!” Ben swore. “I thought… I mean. Fuck!”

“I’m sorry Ben,” Tyler said as he laid back down on the bed. “But you said the punishment was whatever I wanted right? And this is what I picked and you agreed to it right?”

Ben knew technically he had but he’d misunderstood.

“Toss me that other pillow,” Tyler ordered. It was the one he’d offered Ben to kneel on before. “Sorry dude but it doesn’t make sense for you to be comfortable if you’re being punished. The fluffed up the pillows and made himself comfortable. He crossed his arms and looked down at Ben at his feet.

“Okay Ben,” Tyler said, “Lick my feet. The bottoms this time.”

Ben looked at Tyler’s dirty feet and felt queasy. He hesitated.

“A deal’s a deal,” Tyler reminded him. Ben nodded. He extended his tongue and licked from the heel of Tyler’s right foot all the way up to the big toe. It was the oddest sensation. His tongue was coated in dust and grime mixed with Tyler’s foot sweat. Ben had thought licking the top of Tyler’s foot was bad but this was beyond imagining. Never in a million years would he have thought he was ever be on his knees licking some frat boy’s dirty feet. Nothing was worth this. Nothing except maybe the chance to change the course of his life and the relationship with his father.

Ben finished the right foot, swallowed the foul grunge and then dragged his tongue the length of Tyler’s left foot. He had the taste of feet in his mouth. It was disgusting. But he’d endured it.

“Bad huh?” Tyler asked.

“Ye.. Yeah” Ben coughed. “Sorry sir that was really gross.”

“Is it really that much worse than kissing my feet?” Tyler asked. “I mean you’ve done that thousands of times already. Even kissing my dirty soles and toes.”

“This was way worse,” Ben said shaking his head.

“Well maybe it will get easier,” Tyler suggested.

Ben shook his head, “I think I’d rather have a different punishment next time sir. This was just too nasty.”

“I gotcha, well if you ever have to choose a punishment you’ll know not to pick this one again, right?” Tyler asked.

Ben nodded vigorously.

“You just have to get through this one,” Tyler said.

Ben’s head snapped up. “What do you mean!? I just did it! I just licked your filthy feet! You saw me!” Tyler nodded, “Yeah I saw you lick it once. It’s not like you’re done. You have to lick them clean.” “No way…” Ben said. “You never said…”

“Bullshit!” Tyler snapped. “I told you my feet would be nice and clean after you licked them. You fucking agreed.”

“I thought that was a joke!” Ben protested.

“Well the joke’s on you,” Tyler said. “If you want to renege on the whole deal then you can back to - 1000 points and just give up.”

Ben didn’t want that. He’d finally gotten out of the hole. Had a real shot.

“Or,” Tyler continued. “You can keep your word and your points.”

Ben went very quiet. Tyler watched him closely and noticed his eyes glaze over.

“Okay Ben,” Tyler said softly, “Now you just have to finish. You’ve already done it once. Go ahead and lick my right foot. Go on.”

Almost robotically, Ben leaned forward and slowly began to lick Tyler’s right foot.

“That’s it,” Tyler coaxed. “Now the left one. Good. That’s good. Now the right one again. You’re doing fine Ben. You’re doing fine.”

Tyler smiled broadly. This was just about fucking perfect. He put his hands behind his head and continued to guide Ben.

“That’s good Ben. Make sure you get in between all the toes. There’s little bits of gunk in there you need to clean out with your tongue.”

Ben continued silently for maybe 15 minutes while Tyler relaxed. Finally he looked up and said very quietly, “I’m done sir. Both of your feet are clean.”

“Really?” Tyler asked. “That was quick. Nice job.”

“Thank you,” Ben said sadly.

“That was rough huh?” Tyler asked in a sympathetic tone.

Ben nodded slowly. “Yeah… it was.”

Tyler glanced at his watch and said, “You know I said we’d go to lunch now.” He paused and glanced at Ben who was looking at him very, very hopefully. “But,” he continued. “I can chill out for another hour. You’re cool with that aren’t ya Ben?”

Ben looked at Tyler and then said, “Of course sir.”

Tyler crossed his ankles and flexed his feet in front of Ben’s face.

“Ya know Ben,” he mused. “I think maybe I prefer the term ‘master’. You’re cool with that aren’t you?” Ben didn’t respond for a second or two and then very softly he said, “Yes master.”

“Yeah, I thought so,” Tyler said with a smile. “Does your mouth still taste like my feet?”

Ben nodded.

“Speak up Ben,” Tyler prompted.

“Yes master.” Ben replied.

“Try again,” Tyler suggested.

Ben thought for a second and then said, “Yes Master Tyler, my mouth still tastes like your feet.” Tyler laughed. “That’s cool. You may continue licking my feet slave.”

And that’s when Ben realized that’s what he’d become, Tyler’s slave. And with that, he leaned in and began licking Tyler’s big strong jock frat boy feet

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