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A Rabbit's Owned Soles

for ChaoreX

by Draconicon

Virdan Cestrum had gone to sleep the night before to fantasies of foot play more extreme than anything he had attempted before. Technically, he hadn't tried any before, so that meant very little in the grand scheme of things, but that didn't mean that the dreams were mild. He dreamed of having someone else take control of his feet, dragging them around, showing them off, tickling them, and more. He dreamed of embarrassing situations of lacking footwear in the way that others might have dreamed of having no pants. He dreamed of being exposed as a giggle-slut to others. All of those dreams contributed to the hardest morning wood that the rabbit had ever had, and he groaned as he opened his eyes, looked down, and saw the boner that was waiting to greet him.

"Well, hello to you, too."

He pushed it off to the side, reaching out with a slow fumble for his phone. He eventually found it on the nightstand, and just as he touched it, the vibration of the alarm started. The rabbit tapped the cancel button, and then rolled onto his back, rubbing his eyes.

"Ugh...god..."

The dreams might have been sexy, but conducive to a good night sleep, they were not. He shook his head, smacking his lips as he rolled over to the side. Virdan reached for a pair of socks, only to freeze as he heard a different chime from his phone. A very specific chime, indeed, one of three birds chirping in harmony, one that he had set for a very specific app.

"No way..."

Virdan lunged for his phone again, pulling it off its charger and flicking his finger across the screen. It asked for a face pic to ensure security, and he groaned, holding it up in front of him.

For a moment, he saw himself. A dappled, bark-brown rabbit with a moss-green muzzle and burgundy ears, with 'gloves' of green that faded once it went past his wrist. Not the most normal-looking of rabbits, admittedly, but it was something of an eye-catcher, and it made for a good logo for his business. The phone beeped, the picture faded, and he was able to check his messages properly.

Right there in the header bar was what he was looking for. Under the app 'BFBC' was the tag-line "Controller Found." He tapped it, bringing up the app itself.

The Barefoot Boys Club, it was called, and he blushed as he was brought right to his profile. A perfect picture of his feet from below, held up to a mirror for the right shot of his soles, had taken the place of his profile image. He wiggled his toes as he looked at his own bare feet, at the long sole and soft fur that covered it. His sliders, set to low for the night, were still mostly grayed out on the more extreme settings. 'Masochistic Tendencies,' 'Exhibitionist Tendencies', and more were all locked down for his control.

But not for someone else. He looked further down his profile and found what he was looking for. A message glowed for his attention, reminding him of his little ad that he'd placed the night before, looking for someone to 'control' his feet during the day. He hadn't expected someone to answer so quickly. He tapped the screen, opening it and reading it.

"Hey, Sexy Soles. I saw that you wanted someone to put you through your paces. Looking at those soles of yours, I think that I know just what you need. I'm open to control them Tuesday onwards, from 11 AM to 10 PM, your time. Message me back by 10 if you want to give it a shot."

There was no more to read on the message, though there was a link back to the other guy's profile. It was one of those number-letter names that always felt like the risk of a fake account, but this one had enough reviews along the side as a Foot Controller that it felt like a real one.

Virdan blushed as he realized that his fantasies last night might actually be coming true. He had long-since wondered what it would be like to be pushed around and ordered about, to have his foot fetish kink pushed forward in ways that he couldn't manage on his own. Today...today, he could have that.

Well, you joined this club for a reason. Might as well see if he's any good...

Trying to keep a good head on his shoulders, he tapped the screen one more time. It opened a chat window between him and MasterSole24. Before he could say anything, the other guy messaged him.

MasterSole24: Well, well. It seems that you're interested, after all. I was thinking that you might not show.

He blushed. He supposed that it was a bit late, since it was just after nine, now, but still. He started tapping the screen, texting back.

_SexyBunnySoles: Well, I wanted to make sure it was legit.

MasterSole24: Trust me, it is.

MasterSole24: So, what do you think? You want me to take control?

SexyBunnySoles: I do, I do.

SexyBunnySoles: Just wish I didn't have to wait until after work.

MasterSole24: Do you have to wait?

MasterSole24: Do you really have to?_

There was a tone to that message that made him blush. Technically, he didn't. Working at the apiary that he actually owned meant that he more or less set the rules, but there was something a little risky about hopping through a field of bees. Even if he took it slowly -

_MasterSole24: Let me put it another way. I don't do half-days.

MasterSole24: So, if you want this, you're doing it all day.

MasterSole24: Or are you just kidding yourself about being a proper Barefoot Boy?_

That hit harder than he expected, and his cheeks burned a little hotter. It was his first day on the app, he could be forgiven a little hesitation.

At the same time, he recognized what he was doing. He was afraid, and more than just a little bit. He wanted this to go well, and he was afraid that he might screw it up at work. Worried that someone might see him going barefoot and ask questions. Have someone that was interested, maybe, and then be thinking about it all day as he rubbed his feet through the grasses.

MasterSole24: What's it going to be, bunny boy? In or out?

Virdan hesitated for a moment. It was definitely more than he was expecting for his first time while doing this, but he supposed that it wasn't that bad. Provided that he didn't do something stupid, going barefoot at work could actually be the best time for it. It would have an audience, it would be safe enough, and there were medical stations there in case anyone had an accident at work. That should be fine, yeah.

_SexyBunnySoles: Okay, okay, I'm in.

MasterSole24: Good, good.

MasterSole24: Now, just accept that invite, and we'll get started.

MasterSole24: I hope that you're ready for a day of...smiles._

His cheeks burned as he wondered if he was really, really ready for this, but the time for questioning the whole thing was long past. The invite popped in again, and he stared at it for a half second. His thumb hovered over the accept button, and he took a deep breath in, then out, then in, then -

Tap.

The invite was accepted. All the sliders on his profile grayed out at once, and he knew that they would be under the other guy's control for the rest of the day. He smiled, getting to his feet -

"AH! HAHA!"

He had to bite his lips to keep from screaming with laughter as soon as his feet touched the floor. He'd never felt that sensitive before, but this time, just taking a step had been enough to kick off his giggles. Staying completely still, he looked at his phone, watching as the grayed-out sliders started moving under the influence of the other man.

His sensitivity and ticklishness were already getting ramped up, pushed past the baseline of a three and two, respectively, to a six each. Double as sensitive, three times as ticklish as he was, normally. That was going to be a horrendous leap forward when it came to dealing with all the...the blades of grass that surrounded the apiary.

The grass? What about the carpet here in the apartment?

The fact that he'd been tickled that much just from standing up was bad enough. The fact that he had to walk through the apartment, shower, get dressed, and then hopefully be allowed to put shoes on while going to work was something that he hadn't entirely considered. He had thought that he'd at least be able to get to work before it started getting out of control, but as it stood...

Beep. He looked down at the phone. Another message.

MasterSole24: Enjoying it yet, Sexy Soles? Here. Let me give you a quick...buzz.

BZZ!

"Nnngh! Mmmph! Mmmmmmmmm..."

Pressing his lips together as the buzzing, tickling vibrations rolled up and down the bottom of his foot, Virdan had to lean against the wall. He went up on tiptoes in a vain attempt to escape the rolling tickles that were dancing along his feet, moving from his heels down his soles to his toes, and then wiggling between them like slithering snakes. Every little touch made him want to giggle all the more, his eyes rolling back in their sockets as he tried to keep from thinking about it quite so much.

This was almost as bad as when he had taken the picture for the app in the first place. He remembered how they had scanned his feet, somehow, and then given him the sliders to play with. That had almost left him throbbing from the odd feeling, but this? This was insane, particularly with the higher sensitivity that he had at the moment.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..."

He was biting off giggles as the tickles danced along his feet, sliding between his toes like feathers and tongues before moving back to his soles and tickling them properly. His toes danced in the carpet, only tickling them more, and he shivered as the tickles actually started making him stiffer, harder in his underwear.

Just as he was about to give in and grab his cock to the tickling, laughing pleasure, it stopped. He panted hard, shivering as he fell back on his feet. A little giggle followed from the light tickle of the carpet, but it was so slight compared to what the link between his feet and the control device had been doing.

Beep.

MasterSole24: That's a taster, Sexy Soles. You better get going. I'll give you an hour before I start messing with you again.

An hour would be just enough to shower, get dressed, and get going, with enough time to get something to eat on the way to work and be almost there when it wore off. Knowing when he was getting a good deal, and feeling the sensitivity going down, he ran for the shower as fast as he could.

#

The rabbit was halfway to work and munching on a bagel on the train out of the city when the first cramp hit. He was in the middle of biting the bagel down, chewing and swallowing, when it affected him, and he gasped around it. The other people on the train blinked, looking at him curiously, and he had to wave them off, assuring them that he was alright when he was most definitely not.

What...what the hell...

It was like a cramp going all the way from the middle of his foot to his toes, and then washing all the way back to his heels, and then going back up. It was like walking on stone-bruises all along the bottom of his foot, and every time that the shoes he wore pushed down on his feet, it got worse.

What the hell? the rabbit thought again.

Beep. He opened his phone, looking at the message.

MasterSole24: Feel that, boy? That's me telling you that your hour is up.

He groaned. Opening the app while shading the screen to keep anyone else from noticing what was going on, he opened his profile. The sliders had been moved again, sensitivity set at five out of ten, and ticklishness up to a six again. Neither of those would have contributed to the pain. Masochism was still set low, so he couldn't enjoy the pain. What the hell was going on to make him -

Oh.

That.

He found the slider towards the bottom of the screen, right where he had been ignoring everything else. Buried down there was the slider that governed how comfortable he was in footwear, and that had been dragged all the way into the negatives. He blushed as he felt his soles cramping up, his toes curling against their will in another wave of minor torture before they eased again. The slider was rolling up and down, getting worse and worse, and each time that the cramps hit, he could feel them getting stronger.

Nnngh...

The phone beeped.

_MasterSole24: You know what you need to do, Sexy Soles. Get those shoes and socks off, and the whole thing gets better.

SexyBunnySoles: Wait, you can see me?

MasterSole24: The app lets me see your feet. And whether you're wearing footwear.

MasterSole24: The whole stream can see it.

SexyBunnySoles: S-stream?_

The more that he heard, the more aware he was of how quickly this was getting out of his control. He hadn't known that the app could stream his feet, and he was pretty sure that they were getting quite the show as his feet cramped, his toes curled, his soles wrinkled. He shivered, knowing that he could have quite easily been jerking it to the show if he had been the one watching rather than suffering it.

For that matter, he was half-tempted to get a hand through his pocket and tease himself to it. This was something on a whole other level.

_MasterSole24: Ah ah, didn't say that you could do anything.

SexyBunnySoles: I didn't do anything!

SexyBunnySoles: I didn't even move.

MasterSole24: You were thinking of something. I saw that arousal tick.

SexyBunnySoles: There's nothing like that on here!

MasterSole24: There is on the controller side.

MasterSole24: You wouldn't believe what there is over here...

MasterSole24: Like this._

Something else must have been done, because all of a sudden, his cock felt numb. His eyes went wide, and he had to fight himself not to touch his crotch, not to examine it. He texted furiously.

_SexyBunnySoles: What did you do?!

MasterSole24: Just turned off your cock orgasms and enabled foot-only orgasms.

MasterSole24: Oh, but let's just turn that orgasm denial button on, too...

MasterSole24: There we go. All that need from a day of edging, and not a chance to get off from it.

SexyBunnySoles: ..._

MasterSole24: Oh, says you love that a LOT. But...you still have something else to do, bunny boy. Get those shoes off.

He knew that it was going to be embarrassing, but he reached down slowly for his shoes. The very idea of taking those off on the train was embarrassing enough, but he knew what was going to come after, too. As soon as his sensitive feet were put on the vibrating floor of the train, he'd be squirming all the way to work.

But he couldn't take the cramps anymore. He'd just have to hope that it wasn't as bad as he was hyping it up to be in his head. Virdan grabbed his shoes, pulled the laces loose, and pulled his feet up to sit cross-legged for a moment. Flashing a smile of apology to those around him, he pulled his shoes off, then his socks, stuffing the latter into the former.

He immediately felt far more exposed, and his cheeks burned as he looked around the train carriage. The way that the others were looking at him made him feel like some sort of slut, like he was showing off far more than just his bare feet to others. They were staring at him, looking at his bare feet, at his soles, at his twitching, curling toes that were shaking off the last of the painful cramps.

Oh god...oh god...

And here came the difficult part. Virdan took a deep breath, and then slowly pressed his feet down against the carriage floor. The buzzing metal touched his feet, and...it wasn't as bad as he thought it would be.

It was worse.

He arrived at the apiary about twenty minutes past time, but as the boss, there wasn't anyone that was going to call him on it. The rabbit hurried through the front doors, nodded at the secretary who seemed to assume that he was just in a hurry to get to the office, and then slammed the door behind him as soon as he was inside. He leaned back, looking down at his crotch.

"Fuck...fuck...fuck..."

His cock was still numb, but the rabbit's need was so jacked up that he gripped at it anyway. There had to be some way to push past the orgasm denial from the app, right? There had to be something.

It had been like riding a vibrating toy all the way from the mid-point of his journey to his stop, and he had been forced to pull his shirt down to hide the spreading dark spot in his pants. The little whimpers that were constantly dragged from his lips made it harder and harder for him to believe that this was going to end well, and he groaned every time that the vibrations got worse, almost like the tickling, buzzing feeling down below had been forced into the most sensitive part of his dick rather than his feet.

He half-swore that he was on the verge of cumming from his feet, and that in and of itself was a sensation that he had never believed possible. Even now, rubbing his feet back and forth against the carefully-cleaned carpet of his office, he could feel something like a blowjob going on, except that it was like the bottoms of his feet getting licked. Each stroke, each grind of his feet against the carpet made him feel that much closer, oozing that much more.

Buzz, buzz.

_MasterSole24: It's not going to work. You can't get off that way.

MasterSole24: Besides, don't you have work?

MasterSole24: What is this place, anyway?

SexyBunnySoles: Apiary. Horny. So horny.

MasterSole24: Oh, an apiary, huh? Well, you better get outside. No shoes, still.

MasterSole24: And for trying to get off, I'm upping the ticklishness._

He wanted to scream from the torment that this guy was putting him through, and at the same time, he almost wanted to beg for more. The pleasure that he was getting, the way that everyone stared at his bare feet, the way that they looked at him like some kind of weirdo: it all added up to make for a hell of a throbbing need between his legs. He really felt like a good Barefoot Boy right then.

Outside, though...

He groaned under his breath. They were right about one thing. He did need to work, because even though he was the boss, he was also the one that had to deal with all the other hives out there that were still getting used to being near other bees like this. He was very good at his job, never getting stung.

Though this would be the first time that he'd be going out there barefoot...

Ugh...ugh, ugh, ugh...

Traditionally, he didn't use a bee-suit. He didn't need to, most of the time. Today, he kept with that tradition. He was already getting weird enough looks for being barefoot, so he didn't want to make them think something else was going on. However, Virdan immediately realized that there was a small problem with that.

"Heee...hee hee...mmmph..."

The rabbit clenched his teeth against the giggles that were trying to come up and out, already feeling the blades of grass - all well-watered compared to the dead lawns back in the city - stroking along his feet. They were able to get right between his toes, too, and that wasn't helping. He wanted to laugh, to scream, to giggle like a mad-man, and his cock throbbed all the harder as he walked among the box-hives.

Don't laugh. Don't laugh. Don't laugh.

He knew if he laughed, he would get a mouthful of bees. They were already out in force, not swarming, but just gathering. However, if he got too loud, or if he started getting out of hand, then he was going to get their attention in a really, really bad way, and that was not what he needed today. Not when his feet were this sensitive.

"Ah...ah...mmmph..."

He kept grunting as quietly as he could as he walked through the grass, doing his best not to move quickly, or jerkily, but it was beyond difficult. The rabbit worked towards the outside of the hives, making sure that he was going from new hive to new hive. He just needed to check them, mark out the ones that were having problems, and then he could go back to his office. Or - no, the bathroom. See if he could rub his feet against the tiles, break the little orgasm denial option, or at least beg for a break. He needed something to clear his head, and badly.

Yet, even as he walked along as slow as he could, he still felt every trembling, tickling blade of grass. The softer ones almost felt like they were licking his feet, while the bristly ones tickled him. He whimpered, his shirt pulled down hard, but it didn't entirely hide the boner that he was getting from all this.

And then, the bees threw in their own little thing.

One honey-bee landed on his bulge, slowly walking around the tip as if it had landed on a flower. He froze in place, not daring to move, staring at it as it flicked its head down towards the dark spot in his pants. It seemed almost confused, trying to decide if his bulge was some sort of flower. It crawled down the bulge for a moment, going over his zipper, and he was terrified that it might start climbing into his pants.

Thankfully, it took off, but other bees were already making their way over. Several flew around his bulge, examining it, checking out the dark spot, while others -

"Mmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmmph!"

His breathing kicked into high gear as he felt the bees landing on his feet and walking over his toes, sliding down along the gaps between them. It took every bit of willpower he had not to squeeze down and squash them, the little tickle-legs that they had getting through the fur and making him want to laugh out loud. It was like the naughtiest, more dangerous tickles that he could get.

Mmmph...not fair...not fair...not fair...

Not to mention that he could feel his phone vibrating up a storm in his back pocket. Oh god, what kind of texts were coming in now? What kind of things was this controller going to put him through next?

He had to stay completely still, not even walking as the bees wandered over his toes, the tops of his feet, and then his soles as he shifted his weight. Even as he leaned against a box-hive, just for something to stay upright, he accidentally lifted his foot and one bee started crawling along the underside.

Virdan covered his mouth, biting off gasps and whimpers and giggles that could not be swallowed down. Wiggle-legs, tickling toes, little grippers hit him hard, and his bulge jerked and danced in his pants. It was like there was a direct line from his feet to his cock, making him feel everything that was being done. And this was still just a six of sensitivity, he was sure. That went up four more spaces to a ten.

What the hell would that do to him?

He didn't want to find out. He waited, the bees getting more curious as the seconds ticked on, and he could see more of them flying his way...

#

No stings for the day, but the last hour of walking around the apiary grounds had been the least productive that he had ever endured. The entire local population of bees seemed more than willing to come and say hello, and the sheer number of them that were interested in his bulge defied categorization. He groaned under his breath as he walked back to his office, sweaty-faced and shivering.

"God...fuck...fuck..."

He had never been this pent-up before. He was sure of it. This was a record, a goddamn record, and he had no idea what the hell the stream was getting out of this. The bottoms of his feet were sweaty as could be, wet and damp from fear-sweat while the bees were crawling over them.

Bathroom. Gotta...gotta go in...finish...

Virdan took one step past the doorway to the bathroom, touched the tiles -

"YEEP!"

And the rabbit leaped right back out, his eyes wide as he looked down at the floor, and then at his foot. The tiles were freezing. They'd never been that cold before, but touching them just then had been agony.

His phone buzzed. He pulled it from his pocket again.

_MasterSole24: And just what do you think you're doing?

MasterSole24: You have work to do.

SexyBunnySoles: Come on, it's just...I need a break.

SexyBunnySoles: This is torture.

MasterSole24: Sexy torture.

SexyBunnySoles: Please. Just...just turn it down, and then...just one...I just need one.

MasterSole24: Hmmm...stream says no.

MasterSole24: But you can stay in your office for now.

SexyBunnySoles: Not. Fair.

MasterSole24: But you have to send us pictures of your feet. That way, we have hard-copies after the stream ends.

MasterSole24: Not fair?

MasterSole24: Careful what you say, or you don't get to cum when this is over._

He didn't know whether his controller would let him actually finish at the end, but he knew that bad behavior had a very good chance of not letting him finish at all. The rabbit groaned, going back to his office, and as he sat down, he got a beeping reminder to take the pictures.

He took some small satisfaction of sending them shots of his soles dirtied with bits of grass and dust from outside. He was pretty sure that some of them liked that...and he had to admit, he felt a little dirty - in a good way - sending them.

#

The rest of the day could aptly be described as 'hell.' He couldn't move without feeling some level of pleasure, almost like his cock and his soles had changed places. The only times that he actually stopped having a boner through the day were when he was having lunch or when he was allowed to actually go to the toilet for its intended purpose. The minute he was done, though, he was back to getting teased and having a throbbing hard-on that just wouldn't go away.

It got to the point where he ended up staying in his office just to keep from being actually in danger. When he startled some bees during the second half of the day and almost caused a swarm, he decided to stay inside. Best not to endanger the other workers, after all, even though they wore suits and he didn't.

The trip home was almost worse. Less danger, but more constant stimulation from the train, and a LOT of people staring at his bare feet. The way that they almost seemed to look down on him was a humiliation boost to the already heady pleasure of being exposed, and he rode that all the way home.

When he stepped back into his apartment, the phone buzzed. He tiredly pulled it out.

_MasterSole24: Good job, Sexy Soles. Looks like we're almost done.

MasterSole24: I'll give you twenty minutes at zero sensitivity. After that, I'm cranking your sensitivity up to ten, and then turning off the orgasm denial button.

MasterSole24: You'll have two minutes to cum. Don't waste them._

Virdan didn't know if two minutes would be enough. Oh, not for cumming, he knew that he could cum that fast after this level of torment, but it was more whether he would be able to cum enough to make it all worthwhile. But he wasn't going to do that while he had dirty feet.

Running to the bathroom on legs that suddenly ended in numbed stumps, he washed his feet as fast as he could, getting rid of all the dirt and grass that had clung to his fur. He brushed it out, dried them carefully with a blow-dryer, and then ran for his bed. He pulled out a vibrating dildo and held it between his soles, pressing his feet firmly against it, and then - no longer caring if the stream was running or not - he pulled his cock out and gripped it tight. This was going to be a big one.

He leaned back just as the twenty minutes counted down, and just as he felt his feet wake up, he turned on the vibrating dildo. He had a split second to wonder if he was going overboard, and then -

"AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAGH!"

The vibration between his feet was like a lightning bolt, one that hit his pleasure center and just kept on crackling and pulsing and exploding through his body. He arched his back, his toes curling tightly around the dildo, and he moaned out loud as he squirted his seed high into the air. He thrashed his hips from side to side, panting for breath, thrusting against his hand. Not that it mattered; all the stimulation came from his feet, and that was all that he needed.

"Oh fuuuuuuuck!"

Virdan's voice rose higher and higher until it was little more than a squeak. His eyes rolled back in their sockets as he kept cumming, his balls feeling like they were squishing themselves up and in, trying to find more seed to let loose. His toes couldn't let go of the toy, the vibrations like the tickles and the caresses and everything else taken up to an eleven.

He was going to lose his voice if he kept shouting, but he didn't care. He was finally allowed to cum, and he kept cumming, and cumming, and cumming, the rabbit spewing his load over himself, his legs, his feet, everything. Everything that he could reach.

Two minutes passed, and the vibration stopped. He slumped down, panting for breath, his eyes lazy, his entire body exhausted. His phone buzzed.

MasterSole24: Heh, good job, Sexy Soles. I'm going to leave a good rating for you. Maybe I'll catch you again sometime.

Ping. It was gone. But when he flicked back to his profile, he saw that the Masochism Play slider was unlocked. He groaned under his breath, dropping his phone.

Another time...another...time... he thought, and then passed out. Good, great, wonderful day...but he was completely drained of energy.

The End

Summary: Welcome back to the Barefoot Boys Club. Enjoy this little story of a young man enjoying someone else controlling his feet.

Tags: M/solo, Exhibitionism, Bulge, Erection, Rabbit, Cock Control, Foot Fetish, Barefooting, Barefoot Boy, Barefoot Boys Club, Embarrassment, Tickling, Cum, Orgasm,