Lewis takes the tape off of your mouth and, foolishly, you begin to yell at him about how dead he's going to be when you escape. As you do, he quickly stuffs both of his socks into your mouth and retapes over your mouth. You are overcome by the salty taste of sweaty socks. The horrible taste makes your eyes water.
"Stop whining, you like it really," he laughs, "and because you do, you can taste them for the rest of the day".
You are forced to endure the taste of the socks while Lewis decides on your next punishment.
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