These socks aren’t just worn — they’re soaked in days of sweat, sealed in scent, and saved for one purpose: to break a pathetic little slavegirl. She’s forced to inhale every rank breath of her Mistress’s feet, smothered under suffocating cotton soaked in filth. Her face disappears beneath the stink, her dignity melts with each sniff, and she moans through the haze like the foot-obsessed bitch she truly is. This is her heaven — and her humiliation.
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