

Taste My Stinky Feet - There you are… right at my feet, exactly where you belong. I’ve had these socks on all day, and let’s just say—they’re not exactly fresh. But I know that doesn’t bother you. In fact, I think it’s your favorite part. The scent, the warmth, the way I slowly peel them off while you watch… completely mesmerized.
I let you get closer, just enough to breathe me in. You adore it, don’t you? Every little sniff, every gentle kiss… it’s like you’re proving something. Showing me that you can be a good boy. The more you worship, the more pleased I get. That eager look in your eyes tells me everything I need to know.
So go ahead. Taste them. Let yourself sink into the moment. Maybe, just maybe, if you’re obedient enough, I’ll let you stay there a little longer. Or even better—I might start to expect you there.