Soon, Brandy entered the dorm. Lisa felt her heart stop briefly as she greeted her mistress and hoped she wouldn't be in too bad of a mood.
"Welcome back mi-" "Oh shut up" Brandy interrupted her and frowned as she walked past her. Already Lisa could smell her sweat, which admittedly aroused her.
Brandy laid down on the sofa, throwing her things on the floor. She raised an eyebrow at Lisa.
"Well? What are you waiting for?"
Lisa hurried to her mistress's feet and took off her shoes and socks. Her hands were getting wet by the huge amounts of sweat in them.
"Sniff them" Brandy commanded, and Lisa obeyed without hesitation. Seeing this pathetic girl sniff smelly footwear improved Brandy's mood a bit.
The shoes and socks were absolutely rancid, but for Lisa their stench was almost...erotic. She gladly let the disgusting fumes enter her nose. Most other people would have thrown up at this point.
"Ok, that's enough" Brandy stopped Lisa. What was next for the little slave?
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