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MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« on: May 07, 2009, 05:44:16 PM »
MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
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Vishal was my student in college. i was teacher at that time in that
college. he was new and very kind person. i was the senior Teacher and
i was about 28 at that time. The special thing about him was that he
gave me so much respect especially to my feets, and sandals.
 At that time i used to wear golden anklet and footwear's like
Slippers, Flip-Flops, Low Inch Sandals, sandals. As he was new in college,
When he joined there, he used to listen to me with great interest. i was the
teacher of hindi that time.
i was having morning classes from Monday to Friday at 8.30 but due to train
timings i reach there by 7.30 am so i asked him to come by 7.30 as i will be
free to teach him extra as nobody will be there at that time. I was very
much impressed with him the way he studies.he started calling me his Didi
(elder sister). you will not belive , i loved it as i have no brother. We
became very close these days as he followed my every instruction and orders,
i was impressed by his hardwork very much.

We became very close that time as i even started teaching him more
lessons of hindi and he started coming by 7 AM. One day in the morning while
we  were in the class, he Said, he is learning so fast in my guidance that
he wants to take my blessing ( its very often in India to take teacher's
blessing ) as a result, when i smiled, he bent down and touched my feet with
both hands and then folded his hands. i placed my hand on his forehead and
blessed him with a smile. I was so happy that my hardwork is really working
as he is learning so fast. That day he first time touched my feets. my feet
were always dirty due to traveling in trains and walking on roads.

One day sometihing happened very strange.

Next day when i reached college at 7 AM, at that time nobody will be there
except him and i till 8.30 . So when i entered the class he came to me and
said he feels so proud that he is getting education from so much respected
and good person. on hearing this i smiled and not
replied anything, he continued saying that he is also my student and my
little brother also so he alway needs me blessings. I said my blessings
will be always with you.

On hearing this he knelled down and holded my sandals with his hands
and started kissing my feets With deep Respect. i just got shocked on
seeing this and said What are you doing, stop it, stop it  please, he said
this is his respect for me and he is taking his didi's blessings. i touched
his forehead and told him no dear it is not required, he rose to his knees
and said with folded hand didi its my duty to worship ur precious feet as ur
obedient little bother, he again kissed my feets, i said no it is not
required dear, dont do that. he replied you dont like me, he knews it very
well and then said you also dont want to make me your brother, i said no it
is not true at all, i love you very much, you are my sweet little brother,
but you are not required kiss my sandals or feets. He said you are my didi ,
this is my love for you, you are also my mam, it is my duty to make you
happy, to see you smiling, to take all your blessings, i respect you so much
that i cant tell you. On hearing this i smiled and replied I am so happy to
hear this from my brother that i cant explain. He again Kissed my Sandals
with deep respect, I didnt said anything then...then he stood up and opened
his books..

I was very happy that day, I was very respected teacher of the college, even
then Nobody have ever gave me such kind of respect like kissing my
feets/Sandals.

As days passed , it became a clear routine to my life that was like this.
Every
morning by 7.30 when i reach college. First he will bring coffee for me from
the canteen,  and wait for me at the class entrance (as nobody is there at
that time). When i enter
class he will fold his hands and then he will hold my sandals or flip-flops
and will kiss my feets. i will allows him to be at my feet for 15- 20
seconds and then order him to raise then i usually says that this is not
required dear. His reply would be, no its his duty to worship his didi's
feets, then i usually says ok baba.. then he stood up and take my bag to
chair and make me sit at my chair comfortably facing sideways where he can
stay on knees. As i sits he will knelt down to my feet and hug them very
respectfully and then starts kissing them for some minutes. then again i
used to say, no didi treats her brother like this, his reply would be, those
brothers dont want to see their didis happy, they just do formalities, he is
not one of them.Then he used to remove my sandals, and then he sniff
between my toes and licks my soles. then i used to say my all blessings are
with you, you not need to lick my dirty feets or to sniff them ( In my place
there is always hot climate i know very well my feet smell very bad, but he
says it is heaven for him). Then he used to say, he respect me so much, then
i usually says i know that you respect me so much but this is not good. then
he used to say it is his duty to make his didi feel proud, to make her happy
and he does this direclty from his heart whether he likes it or not then he
used to start licking my soles again and also massage them for some minutes.
then he licks my sandals with his tounge in front of me, while i rest my
feets on his lap. on licking my sandals i usually says no brother licks her
sister sandals to give respect to her, i feels that i am torturing you, no
sister behaives like this with her sweet little brother. He usually give
reply to this, that, he found his didi in me, i am so good, i have given him
so much love that he cant forget, then i used to say its ok but no brother
even licks her sister's soles, dirty feets, sandals, then he would say, this
is his duty to make me happy and to worship my feets, you dont want to make
me your brother, then i usually says, that i am very lucky that i have got
such a sweet little brother, who can do anything to make her didi happy, he
can even lick his didi's sandals, flip-flops,... can sniff his didi's feets
, sandals... too.

This will end when we hear the sound of the student comming to class. Some
days he will wash my feet in a plate which he usually brings to have his
daily lunch. That
time he wash my feets on the plate by pouring some drinking water and rub
them for some minutes. Then he will drink  that water. I used to say you are
not required to drink that dirty water, please dont drink it, then he used
to say, by doing this he feel proud, that he is drinking blessings of her
didi, i used to smile then...

Some days i visit the nearby temple when comming to college. where i have to
be barefoot. That day my soles becomes very dirty. he loves to lick them. I
used to stop him but he always licked them and cleaned them. I then stoped
complaning about these things every day. i then started enjoying this, i
started comming by 7.45 and used to sit in a direction from which he could
perform all this things with great perfection. He used to ask me about his
treats he gave to me. I always said that his worships makes me so proud and
i feel that i am in heaven. I used to say that i was waiting eagerly for the
morning to get all these everyday. He also started visiting my home on
Sundays to accompany me for my shoppings or he himself do the same for me.
he started spending a good amount of his salary to buy good quality
footwears.

one day what he did, when i was entering the class, he just lied in the way,
i said
what is this , He said you have to cross it over me. i said no, not at all,
He said not only you have to cross it but you will also have to stepon my
face , i said are you mad, He
said please, he started begging me, please, after taking ten miutes i just
suddenly steped on his face with my heels to shut his mouth then stood there
for 1-2 minutes, then when i steped down i said, OK!, happy now, now lick my
sandals, stupid...he said ok, then this happens at my wish, when i want to
do this kind of thing i will say lay down and then i will stand on his
face., sometimes he lie before my chair and asks me to rests my sandals
directly on his face... and keep them their for few minutes..

on doing this i sometimes just feels depresed that what am i doing to this
little boy, on seeing me depresed he used to say, this things make him
happy, that he loves his didi so much, he can do any thing, by seeing him
happy i also becomes happy..

One day what happened that, it was Sunday when he came to my home in the
morning (as i live alone, because my parents live in other city) i have a
medium home consists of a hall, 2 bedrooms, dressing room kitchen, a dining
room and a garden. I was sitting in the hall on an easy chair by resting my
flip-floped feets on the table next, actually i was relaxing on that and i
was reading magazine. i had just taken then bath that time when he entered
my home, he sow me like this, little wet, my feets were also wet, he
understood that i had just taken the bath. I was wearing a long gown that
time. As he entered the room he bend on his knees and placed my flip-floped
sole on his face and strted licking the flip- flop sole, then he removed
them started licking my feet sole i then touched his forehead with my hands
and asked him to sit on the chair near her and this is not required dear. He
several times kissed my feets. He again kneel down and placed his face on my
flip-flops. Then he started licking my feets again very reverently i said
its enough dear u sit in the chair my all blessings will be with u always.
He said no he would serve me as a goddess till evening. i just smiled and we
started talking usual topics such as college issues, personal news and all,
by the time he started massaging my feet, kissed the soles many times. After
some time he asked Nisha Mam that you know how much I respect you I said I
know u love me and respect me very much. He said I feel heaven when I
worship u, will u allow me to wash ur feet, i first said no dear its not
required, He said its for his satisfaction please,i said i just had the
bath, and you were also licking my feets and soles since you came here, they
are clean, in the mean while, home bell ranged, i barefoot went outside, it
was postman, when i came back, he said see now they are so dirty, please, I
said ok. He went to kitchen and come back with a large bowl and drinking
water. He requested me to sit on Diwan(like a single Bed) as i did he placed
my feets on his hands and kissed my toes reverently and placed them in the
bowl then poured water on it and rubbed till it finished and again he rubbed
my feets Then he drank all the water from the bowl. I then very lovingly
kissed his forehead. After that he holded my feets and started sniffing them
very passionately. then he lied in front of me and placed my feets on his
face. I Said its enough now, they are clean, and they are not smelling, i
removed my feets from his face. After that he took the bowl and placed It in
the kitchen. When he came back he told me to sit on the couch, as i sit , he
turned on the TV and said he has brought a new Movie for me, he stated it,
and lied on the floor, and again placed my feets on his face, i said, have
you watched it, he said no, i said then you should also watch it, he said no
his duty is to worship my feets. i didnt said any thing, and me myself
placed my feets on his face.

Time passed and it was very long he was under my feets, i said let us have a
lunch he said ok but he will have food only after mine and said i will have
to allow him my left food. I said no, this is not right, he said it is his
reward. i after 2-3 minutes said ok then i dont know what happened to me, i
said i always desired to spit food in someones mouth, after saying this i
said sorry, sorry, He replied No dont be sorry, he is very lucky that i have
shared my desire with him. He said its ok, he went to kitchen and gave me
the plate, i ate someting then i told him to come here, he came to me,
opened his mouth, i then spitted the waste food in his mouth , he ate it,
and thanked me, this continued for half an hour.
after this i smiled and asked why all these, why you do this, He said he is
my slave and its his honor to have that. I again smiled and said not slave
but my dearest brother. Then he gave me water to clean my mouth, as i did it
and spited in the same glass, he drank all the water, I was so happy that i
cant tell you. He said Thanx didi and said this is the tastest food he have
eaten in his life, i was also feeling embaracing and was also feeling very
happy. He again thanked me by kissing my feet after that he took all the
dirty plates and placed them in kitchen and then he come back and he sat
near my feet as i was watching TV that time. He kissed my feet's all over
and thanked me for giving him the honor to have my eaten food. after that

He said, as i am your feet slave, i said no, you are my brother, how many
times i will have to tell that, he said ok and said give me some commands, i
asked why, he said he like it and he feel so happy to serve me like this. i
said what you can do for me, he said anything like massaging ur feets or
licking ur feets/sandals or licking shoes or sniffing your sneakers/socks or
polishing ur toenails, I said hhhmmmmmm.... for now u just lick my soles. He
bend on his knees and started licking my sole, after half an hour i said
stop licking. As he stopped i went to sofa from the divan and sat on the
sofa and commanded him to sit near my feet and massage it he obeyed me and
started massaging my feet. After some time i said you take my all pairs of
sandals and shoes and make them clean. He went to the dressing room and he
took my white sandals first and licked it cleaned even he licked the
shit from bottom of one of my sandal and kept it side and he repeated with
others too, he sniffed all my sneakers, dirty socks left at shoe rack, he
licked everything, he  showed them to me and asked is it ok. I replied they
are like new.. Thank you so much, He then said please stand on his face in
one of the sandals he licked. I said no its ok, he knelt down and strated
kissing my feets.. and strted begging , only five more minutes, i got used
to all this by now, so i said ok. he just lied their , i went to the most
shapest heel, so that next time he will not beg me for this, and steped on
his face, and started maikng movements on his face, so that due to fear of
injury he will never ask me to do this again.  when i stepped down his face
was bleeding. on seeing that i felt so embaraced that to a little boy , what
have i done, on seeing me like this, he said, he is the luckest brother of
the world who made her didi felt so proud, who has shown the world the real
position of the sister, i was very happly by his words..i was in haven at
that time.

He then kissed my sandaled feet and said thanx didi for giving me such a
honor to serve her I smiled again and said That this was the best moment
of my whole life , thank you soo.... much, i kissed his forehead... and he
left the home...



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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #1 on: May 07, 2009, 06:12:37 PM »
oh! my goodness.  wat an amazing story!  :-*

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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #2 on: May 08, 2009, 01:11:21 AM »
what a nice story ;)

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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #3 on: May 09, 2009, 05:50:27 AM »
good one dude

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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #4 on: May 09, 2009, 06:03:56 AM »
ya gr8 one

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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #5 on: May 10, 2009, 11:53:58 AM »
superb story...

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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #6 on: May 10, 2009, 01:05:38 PM »
Beutiful story . Thank u
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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #7 on: May 14, 2009, 12:01:12 AM »
Nice story
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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #8 on: January 01, 2016, 08:58:17 AM »
Excellent, I hope to find my own Goddess Nisha

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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #9 on: January 01, 2016, 09:49:16 AM »
Nice story with realistic touch! thanks a lot
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Re: MY Student, My Brother (By Nisha)
« Reply #10 on: April 04, 2021, 02:41:10 PM »
Best story i have ever read

 

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