“She isn’t going to be back for a while so I figured I’d game a little till your sis get’s back. Why don’t you sit on the floor by my rank socks and get a good whiff of them like you did last time. You defiantly seemed to like my foot smell so get back down there again. This time push your whole face into the bottom of my sock and take some deep sniffs. Yah, you like that don’t you? Getting some nice whiff’s under my toes foot boy? Kinda feel’s good feeling the air being breathed in from between them. What’s that? You wanna be my footrest, yah sure. I’ll just use your face as my personal foot wipe till your sis get’s back. Make your face reek of feet.”
You lay there, breathing in the football players rank socks as he waits for your sister to get back. Him totally owning you as his foot slave and loving the foot power he has over you.
