Draco Malfoy, opens the compartment door
Tiny Way to Die
chapter 8
by
copier
· original author:
hieverysomeone
As you were suffering at the feet of your new found friends, the compartment door suddenly opens. It reveals Draco Malfoy, a pompous, snobby, rich boy that you heard about through Sirius. He's flanked by two large boys. You look at him, still in your pitiful position, with pleading eyes, begging to be helped. At first, he just looks at you, then slowly, a malicious smile creeps onto his face. He swaggers forward and says, "I came in here looking for The Boy Who Lived, but instead I find, him, a filthy poor blood traitor, and someone they seem to be using as a foot cushion." You just stare at him, wondering where this was going. "And since the train ride has been boring so far, I need a little bit of entertainment, and this will do just nicely." He continues as he walks closer towards you.
Your eyes widen in fear at what he was planning. He suddenly stops when he gets close to you and just stares. He then grabbed Neville's left foot, and you blanch, hoping he doesn't wake up. To your surprise, he only grunts, before sleeping peacefully again, it looks like they are deep sleepers. Draco then lifts Neville's foot and brings it, so it's an inch from your face. You just stare at his dirty, thick soles, watching multiple beads of sweat slither down his foot, and spotting a bunch of sock lint and toe jam inbetween his juicy toes. You can smell the cheesy stench emanating from his foot very strongly, to the point it made you light headed. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, Draco slowly closed the gap In-between the foot and you. He then spreads Neville's big and second toe, and put them on either side of your nose. Your sense of smell is overwhelmed at the pungent odor of his filthy toe jam, and you instinctively try to dislodge your nose from his toes. However, Neville, feeling the tickle between his toes, subconsciously clenched them, causing your nose to be filled with his toe jam. You then try breathing with your mouth to avoid the toxic stench, but Draco quickly stuffs one of their socks in your mouth, causing you to now be sniffing and tasting their feet. You attempt to spit out the sour and salty tasting sock, but Draco let go of Neville's foot, causing it to look for an object to support it, and unfortunately, that object was your face. The insanely meaty ball of Neville's foot, quickly covered your mouth and pressed onto your face, leaving you with only your toe jam filled nose as your source of air. He then took out his wand, pointed it at you, and muttered some spell, and suddenly you are only left in your underwear, your frail body being exposed. Draco then grabbed Neville's right foot, and placed in on your genitals, the heavy weight bringing immense pain to you. Neville's beefy toes, then subconsciously started to play with your balls, crushing them in between his large toes. Your shrill screams at the agonizing pain of having someone squeeze your balls between their toes was muffled because of the sock, and foot blocking the noise. Tears quickly came out of your eyes, as you tried to plea with Draco, only to get a mouthful of sweaty sock, and dirty foot flesh.
Draco just laughs at you, "Awwww" he mocks, "Don't cry, here, let me wipe your tears" he offered as he then grabbed Ron's right foot, and proceeded to roughly rub it on your eyes, smearing sweat all over your eyes. However, he didn't stop there, while still holding Ron's right foot, he grabbed his left foot, and then started to harshly rub it on your face again, this time making sure to get your entire face. He doesn't stop there however, he proceeds to rub his feet all over your naked back, stomach and neck, making sure anywhere Ron's foot could reach was smeared with sweat, causing you to be slick in foot sweat. He went on and rubbed his feet on your hair, putting it between his grimy toes, and causing it to collect his toe jam. After that, he then brought his feet over your eyes and left them there. Now you could only see through Ron's toes.
You then suddenly notice an increase in the cheesy stench of feet. You look through Ron's toes to see, Draco's sweaty bare foot hovering over you. From this angle he looked like a giant that was going to crush you. Draco's meaty sole was so sweaty, it was actually dripping sweat, Draco saw this, and aimed it so it dripped onto your left eye. Everything seemed to slow down as you saw saw form between his toes, slither down his sole and slowly fall, heading straight towards your left eye. It splashed, stinging your eye and blinding you, but he kept going. You took this moment to think about what was happening to you. Your nose and balls where being used as a plaything for Neville's powerful toes, your mouth was being blocked by a sweaty sock, and the ball of Neville's foot, your body was slick with Ron's foot sweat, and your hair was full of his toe filth, and all this while you watch from between Ron's toes, Draco hover his massive, sweaty foot over you as it splashed down against your eye. You felt so insignificant. The people you call friends were unknowingly using their feet to torture you, all while you watch from the space between one of their toes, as an apparent bully looks down on you while dripping his foot sweat on your eye. Your thoughts are interrupted by Draco. "You're so pathetic" he said as one more drop of sweat fell from his feet. He looked at you as if you were the scum beneath his feet, which in this case, you basically were, then left the compartment, followed by his two followers. You were left there, in your pitiful state. You were left for hours, until the train is finally about to stop, when...
Your eyes widen in fear at what he was planning. He suddenly stops when he gets close to you and just stares. He then grabbed Neville's left foot, and you blanch, hoping he doesn't wake up. To your surprise, he only grunts, before sleeping peacefully again, it looks like they are deep sleepers. Draco then lifts Neville's foot and brings it, so it's an inch from your face. You just stare at his dirty, thick soles, watching multiple beads of sweat slither down his foot, and spotting a bunch of sock lint and toe jam inbetween his juicy toes. You can smell the cheesy stench emanating from his foot very strongly, to the point it made you light headed. Just when you thought it couldn't get any worse, Draco slowly closed the gap In-between the foot and you. He then spreads Neville's big and second toe, and put them on either side of your nose. Your sense of smell is overwhelmed at the pungent odor of his filthy toe jam, and you instinctively try to dislodge your nose from his toes. However, Neville, feeling the tickle between his toes, subconsciously clenched them, causing your nose to be filled with his toe jam. You then try breathing with your mouth to avoid the toxic stench, but Draco quickly stuffs one of their socks in your mouth, causing you to now be sniffing and tasting their feet. You attempt to spit out the sour and salty tasting sock, but Draco let go of Neville's foot, causing it to look for an object to support it, and unfortunately, that object was your face. The insanely meaty ball of Neville's foot, quickly covered your mouth and pressed onto your face, leaving you with only your toe jam filled nose as your source of air. He then took out his wand, pointed it at you, and muttered some spell, and suddenly you are only left in your underwear, your frail body being exposed. Draco then grabbed Neville's right foot, and placed in on your genitals, the heavy weight bringing immense pain to you. Neville's beefy toes, then subconsciously started to play with your balls, crushing them in between his large toes. Your shrill screams at the agonizing pain of having someone squeeze your balls between their toes was muffled because of the sock, and foot blocking the noise. Tears quickly came out of your eyes, as you tried to plea with Draco, only to get a mouthful of sweaty sock, and dirty foot flesh.
Draco just laughs at you, "Awwww" he mocks, "Don't cry, here, let me wipe your tears" he offered as he then grabbed Ron's right foot, and proceeded to roughly rub it on your eyes, smearing sweat all over your eyes. However, he didn't stop there, while still holding Ron's right foot, he grabbed his left foot, and then started to harshly rub it on your face again, this time making sure to get your entire face. He doesn't stop there however, he proceeds to rub his feet all over your naked back, stomach and neck, making sure anywhere Ron's foot could reach was smeared with sweat, causing you to be slick in foot sweat. He went on and rubbed his feet on your hair, putting it between his grimy toes, and causing it to collect his toe jam. After that, he then brought his feet over your eyes and left them there. Now you could only see through Ron's toes.
You then suddenly notice an increase in the cheesy stench of feet. You look through Ron's toes to see, Draco's sweaty bare foot hovering over you. From this angle he looked like a giant that was going to crush you. Draco's meaty sole was so sweaty, it was actually dripping sweat, Draco saw this, and aimed it so it dripped onto your left eye. Everything seemed to slow down as you saw saw form between his toes, slither down his sole and slowly fall, heading straight towards your left eye. It splashed, stinging your eye and blinding you, but he kept going. You took this moment to think about what was happening to you. Your nose and balls where being used as a plaything for Neville's powerful toes, your mouth was being blocked by a sweaty sock, and the ball of Neville's foot, your body was slick with Ron's foot sweat, and your hair was full of his toe filth, and all this while you watch from between Ron's toes, Draco hover his massive, sweaty foot over you as it splashed down against your eye. You felt so insignificant. The people you call friends were unknowingly using their feet to torture you, all while you watch from the space between one of their toes, as an apparent bully looks down on you while dripping his foot sweat on your eye. Your thoughts are interrupted by Draco. "You're so pathetic" he said as one more drop of sweat fell from his feet. He looked at you as if you were the scum beneath his feet, which in this case, you basically were, then left the compartment, followed by his two followers. You were left there, in your pitiful state. You were left for hours, until the train is finally about to stop, when...
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