My friend Claire and I embarked on a lengthy stroll, and upon returning home, we were in need of some rest on the sofa, accompanied by a soothing cup of tea. Our feet were sweaty and aching, a result of our poor choice in footwear for the heat, but this misstep allowed us the opportunity to indulge in some entertainment with our slave. He diligently removed our shoes, revealing our smelly, sweat-drenched socks, which we promptly placed on his face, forcing him to take in their dirty, pungent aroma. This slave is utterly worthless, and our amusement comes to an end as we finish our tea, but before sending him away, we decide to inflict a little more humiliation. We position our socks beneath the mask on his face, ensuring that he is subjected to our scent for as long as we desire.