You give him a confused look before asking "Why?" As if somewhat offended by your question, he coldly said "Because you agreed to be my slave, slave meaning you do as I say."
You couldn't believe what you were hearing come from his mouth. "When did I agree to be your--" "You agreed when you said you'd do something for me remember? Oh wait I forgot I never was specific when I said that. Well...it was implied anyway. Now it looks like you need some convincing there." He said as he leaned forward and pushed the shoe into your face. You tried to fight back but failed to make any contact with him. He was stronger than he looked, that's for sure. He placed his hand on the back of your head and pushed you further into the shoe. The smell filled your lungs and was actually making you sick. It smelled like sweat and garlic, and for the record that is a disgusting mixture. "Come on! Really sniff those bitches! You like it?" He said aggressively. You didn't like it whatsoever, and to be frankly honest you thought that you'd rather just be killed by Kira than sniffing this guys feet. He finally released your head and threw the shoe on the ground. Not only did he mess up your hair, but you felt sick to your stomach. He pushed his other foot into your face and simply said "Now take the other shoe off. I hope your enjoying this as much as I am." A dark and twisted laugh echoed from the walls of his room as you untie his shoe laces and pulled the stinking shoe off. Before you knew it he was wiggling his socked toes in your face. "How about you give those toes a whiff, I bet they smell great."
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