Stockings And Heels JOI

My feet are killing me. Imagine, the elevator was broken.

And I couldn't fix it all day. So, I had to walk from one floor to another on this.

Imagine how tired, how sweaty my feet are, how smelly my stockings are.

Oh, you can only think of this.

But you cannot imagine it unless I get my shoes off.

But first, you, lay on the floor.

This is why I keep you around, to serve me.

And you know you love my demands.

Today I demand you to inhale the sweet scent of my tired sweaty feet right from my stockings.

That's right, boy. You will worship your mistress while you inhale deep and fill your lungs with my incredible smell.

Come here, my boy.

Put your nose between my toes and inhale.

I'm gonna sit here, relax, while you do what you know best.

Worship my precious.

Sit. Inhale.

Inhale boy, let me hear you taking deep, relaxing breaths right in your lungs.

And keep them, do not exhale.

Keep them in until I tell you to exhale.

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