I've been wearing My boots all day and I'm relaxing by using My slave as a footstool for them. My feet are lovely and sweaty and I get the loser to remove My boots. I rest them on his face, what a lucky slave, getting to breathe in My perfect foot scent. After a while I can feel that the losers breath is making them sweaty still. I'm comfortable so I'm not moving, so I tell the loser to stop breathing. When I feel him try and breathe without Me knowing he gets quickly kicked in the head.