We are playing the new NBA videogame. Hey, I can have fun with him. That's good.
Suddenly Zac take off his shoes. A rancid smell reaches my nose.
I didn't change my socks yesterday. And today we had sports in school. Can you get on your knees and put your nose in my feet? I'm not sure if the stench is tolerable. Maybe I should change my socks. Zac looking at me with a grin.
First I thought: Are you crazy? But I nodded. And my body get on the floor, crawling towards Zac. He looks like a king, put his nose up. What the hell is he doing with me? He lifts his feet, shows me his plantar. My nose get in touch with his feet and I take a deep whiff. I cannot resist. His socks are sweaty. And they stink.
You should change your socks, Zac!
Ehm, what did you say? You give me a order? Well, you don't realize the situation. I am able to control your will. I am your master. And you're my slave. You recognized your body moved without your will. That is my new skill. Be good and do all the things I want. Don't make me angry! I am able to punish you. And I have many ideas for bad humiliations.
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