My slave has been eagerly waiting for my return from a day-long shopping excursion. I stroll around the city in my patent leather boots, and my socks become delightfully damp and fragrant from my foot perspiration. Upon entering the living room, I find my slave longingly tied up beneath the couch.
First, I command him to clean my boots, licking away the street dust. Only once they are immaculate do I remove my shoes, releasing a heavenly scent – the pungent, sweaty perfume of my pink socks! As I stimulate my slave, he must deeply inhale the stench of my moist socks, using only his nose for respiration. The odor of my sweaty socks becomes his life-sustaining elixir.
Next, I order him to extend his tongue and savor the taste of sweat from the socks. I am content only when he has savored every last drop of sweaty flavor.
Lastly, my slave is allowed to clean my fragrant feet. I insert my toes one by one into his mouth, directing him to lick the sweaty residue from my street-weary feet.