Coming back from the gym is the most awaited moment for my sweat licker. As soon as he hears the key entering the lock of the door, he mentally starts drooling at the thought of what will happen. He knows that the main task of his existence is to lick the sweat off my feet upon returning from the gym. I sit on the sofa and first order him to clean up the soles of my Nike Silver with his tongue and then to take them off and smell their interior. My slave sniffs hard and I see him in ecstasy from the scents of the sweat he inhales. I then order him to wipe the sweat from my socks soaked in a ...

Coming back from the gym is the most awaited moment for my sweat licker. As soon as he hears the key entering the lock of the door, he mentally starts drooling at the thought of what will happen. He knows that the main task of his existence is to lick the sweat off my feet upon returning from the gym. I sit on the sofa and first order him to clean up the soles of my Nike Silver with his tongue and then to take them off and smell their interior. My slave sniffs hard and I see him in ecstasy from the scents of the sweat he inhales. I then order him to wipe the sweat from my socks soaked in a mixture of foot and sneaker stench and after this important work I order him to take them off. I open his mouth and put them all in and at the same time he has to breathe in the warm smell of my feet while he tastes the fetid socks in his mouth. The more he breathes the smell of my feet, the more he enters a state of complete submission and completeness because he understands that he was born to be my sweat licker. Today I have a nice surprise for him, I sit at my desk and use him as a footrest while I work on the computer. His breaths under my stinking feet are a melody of profound submission to Me.

Il rientro dalla palestra è il momento più atteso dal mio leccasudore. Appena sente la chiave entrare nella serratura di casa inizia mentalmente a sbavare al pensiero di quello che accadrà. Sa che il compito principale della sua esistenza e’ leccare il sudore dai miei piedi al rientro dalla palestra. Mi siedo sul divano e gli ordino prima di ripulire con la sua lingua le suole delle mie Nike silver e poi di sfilarle e annusare il loro inebriante interno. Il mio schiavo annusa forte e lo vedo in estasi dagli effluvi di agognato sudore che inala. Gli ordino quindi di pulire il sudore dai miei calzini intrisi di un misto di puzza di piede e scarpa da ginnastica e finita questa importante opera gli ordino di sfilarli. Gli apro la bocca e li infilo tutte dentro e contemporaneamente deve respirare il caldo odore dei miei piedi mentre assapora i fetidi calzini in bocca. Più respira l’odore dei miei piedi e più entra in uno stato di completa sottomissione e completezza perché comprende di essere nato per essere il mio lecca sudore. Oggi ho una bella sorpresa per lui, mi siedo alla scrivania e lo uso come poggiapiedi mentre lavoro al computer. I suoi respiri sotto i miei piedi puzzolenti sono una melodia di profonda sottomissione a Me.