Pulled from the never before seen June archives. He is all tied up and thinking I am playing a prank on him. We will see who gets the last laugh. I come home from the gym and instead of releasing him, I him to smell my very sweaty and smelly feet and warm stinky sneakers. I sit on him, smother him, even hold my hand over his mouth and him to smell them. He begs to be let go, but I continue to him to take in the stench and feel my warm sweaty feet all over his pathetic face.