Diana and I are so tired because we have been out and about all day. We have walked a lot in our trainers and we dare not imagine how sweaty and smelly our socks and feet will be. Diana even thinks she has a hole in her socks. We have our little slave with whom we want to amuse ourselves by humiliating him and making him sniff our divine extremities. We call him, start humiliating him, make him wag his tail and he already smells the stench coming from our shoes. Through our shoes he keeps sniffing and almost seems to like it. He keeps wagging his tail happily but now we are fed up, I show him my socks and he will have to move on to those shortly. We make him undo the laces with his tongue, take off our shoes and let him sniff the inside. The smell is awful but he likes it. We show him our soles and shove our socks in his face and he sees the hole in Dianas socks. Our feet and fingers wrap around his nose, he must smell the stench of humiliation. She must not open her mouth but breathe only with her nostrils to savour the strong aroma coming from our socks. He never moves away and keeps sniffing while we kick him in the face. We take turns using him as a footstool while the other bangs his socks under his nose. We kick him on the back and continue to humiliate him. My feet are constantly under his nose. Now comes the time for us to take off our socks and remain barefoot.
