Nora and I enjoyed a great party – and didnt get home until its already sunrise! Obviously, the slave wasnt allowed to accompany us – parties are forbidden for losers! But he will still somehow participate … I call him over, order him to get on his knees in front of us and tell him how sweaty our feet got during the long night of dancing in these boots. With nylons and high boots the smell is really intense – and this loser will smell our feet now. We slowly take off our boots, making him smell our feet right away and we cant stop laughing when we see his disgusted face as our wet nylon feet stroke his face! The smell is even disgusting for us – and were keeping a distance to our feet – unlike this loser – he gets our feet pressed on his nose hard and cant escape the smell! He has to smell the inside of our boots as well before I take off my pantyhose, wrap it around his head and cover his face with Noras boot – hell stay on the ground, with our foot smell in his nose for the next couple of hours while we get some rest!
