Feeding the addiction my personal slaves have for my foot scent is always a pleasure. This slave needs me, and I fuel his addiction by allowing him to first worship my stiletto heeled shoes, then my stocking clad feet. Before he gets to wash his tongue between my toes, I make sure he gets a good strong fix of my aroma by covering his nose and mouth with my shoe... breathe me deep slave, you know what you are and this is where your life now has meaning.