When I said this boy would have to endure sniffing my feet before I'd even think about sitting on his face, I meant it. I want him to get used to it: this smell is his sex life now, and I so enjoy teasing him about it. I laugh in his face, or what I can see of it under my creamy soles and between my jammy toes. He doesn't even get the pleasure of sucking and licking him clean with that gag in his mouth, he just has to take it up his nose! He's all tied up and not going anywhere, so I really can take my time. I'll trample on him soon enough.

TO BE CONTINUED