I spent all day shopping – and with the heat my feet are steaming in those boots. Obviously, I used this losers credit card to pay for all the nice things, but his suffering is far from over. I take off my boots and order him to lie down on the floor – just under my nylon-clad foot! He has to smell my sweaty nylon feet while I tell him about all the stores I went to and how I got my feet smelling so strongly. Hes struggling to endure the strong odor, but obviously a loser like him isnt able to stand up for himself … deep down he knows he deserves to be used and humiliated like this! After a while, he is allowed to get on his knees so he can massage my tired nylon feet while smelling them … before I take off my nylon socks and he has to lick all the foot sweat off my bare feet!
