Nerd Lady Lina Presses Her Dirty, Stinking Socked Feet Against Slave’s Face — Ignoring the Doormat for Breathing, Licking, and Humiliation
Lina, the sweet nerd lady with her thick glasses, sits spread-eagled on the bed, laptop on her thighs. She hasn’t taken off her white socks since yesterday—sweaty for two days, slightly dirty on the soles, soaking wet, and with a really sharp, sour foot odor.
Without even glancing at him, she presses her damp, dirty socks hard against his face. She slowly rubs the soles over his nose and mouth, pressing her toes directly against his nostrils so he can barely breathe. Every breath is pure, intense foot odor—warm, pungent, and humiliating. Then she briefly pulls up her socks, just to make it clear: “Lick them clean.” He has to run his tongue over the dirty, sweaty fabric, licking up the dirt and all the foot perspiration, while she calmly continues shopping and studying for university. To the nerdy lady, he’s just a warm, breathable rag under her two-day-old, stinky socks—nothing more.
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