She releases you for a second and pulls up on your chin applying full pressure her long olive legs lock out straight. “BAY COW!”
Deep from your chest a horrendous wail somehow forces its way through your crushed neck and out your mouth. You drool, buck, and kick frantically between Nina beautiful thighs. Nina pinches your nose shut. Your eyes glaze over in fear as your wail turns to a panicked guttery snort. Ms Roberts laughs hysterically at your patheticness.
Emma Two returns with plastic wrap you have no energy to resist you are wrapped tightly to your neck and carried back into the house. They throw you behind the treadmill.“Dam I should probably get back on the treadmill again.”
Emma Two sighs.
Ms Roberts climbs on top of you she knows it's her turn. She throws her arms in the air and tweets:“Tada! I will be your torture...ER?”
Her eyes squint in confusion. “Is that a thing? Torture...ER?”
She says in a pondering face scratching her chin. “Redo...!”“I will be your torcher...ERRR!
She utters in a perfect death metal voice."You’re... dumb."
Ms Roberts laughs at herself awkwardly and pushes her silky dark brown hair behind her ear and yells:“IT JUST SOUNDS WEIRD SO ZIP!"
You mockingly cry with the little strength you have left:“I wanna new Mistress!”“YOU BRAT!”
Ms Roberts scolds.“Wow you haven't even smothered him with your feet yet and he is already in agonizing pain…”"HISS! I guess I'm... Just that good...Uhhhuh huh huh!"
Ms Roberts say in an Elvis voice.“God...”
Nina moans.“Anywho… Just let me show you my resume, geez!”
Ms Roberts assures you.
Her sneakers rest upon your chest you can see her bright green knee socks through worn holes. They run up her milky white legs and disappear under her tight blue jeans. “Here’s my resume!”
She points to her shoes. “I hope years of torturing men with my feet will due.”
You let out a slow faint feeble cry. “No feet…”“WHAT! You haven't even smelled em’ yet!”
You notice that when Emma One speaks it is very articulate with a lot of facial expression and hand movements.
She continues:“I really don't have to go far to find a young cocky victim and lure him back to my house. My favorites are the ones who are afraid to be completely restrained… so vanilla. But that's something a few seductive whispers can fix. I love than asking if they have anything planned the rest of the day. Usually its work, job interview, or an important test.”“My favorite story... I call it Roberts Corp. Benjamin was having a rough week he has been late twice already. One morning he had thought he had gotten lucky with me, you know a quick fuck before his important dream career interview. Do all of his dreams come true? Or are they smothered as he stares at a clock from behind my creamy toes. HAH! That was the most sadistic I have ever been… So stay tuned!”“Anywho… For experience I have found that it is one wrap of duct tape over the mouth per hour of torture. Otherwise excessive rubbing coupled with sweat could offer them a temporary escape if the tape falters… And that's bad for business!”
She says in a deeply animated man voice wagging her finger side to side.
You tremble underneath her as your breathing increases in fear. “Is she crazy? Duh...”
She wiggles her feet on your chest you can smell the vinegary feminine odor quite strongly. Ms Roberts moves with precision you feel like a laboratory project underneath her.“God no...”
You moan weakly as the smell hits hits you.“Aged to perfection!”
She says calmly. She brings her fingers together on one hand and kisses them like a chef.“I've had these for years as you can tell, or...”
She bites her lip and looks to the right awkwardly.“Smell? HAH!”
She brings out a empty and full water bottle. Her voice is flawless and smart as it bounces around elegantly.
She looks down:“You see I've found that a little water can really help bring out the flavor and pungency.”
She clenches her teeth in a weird wide smile.
She removes her sneakers and sets them aside carefully. She starts rolling the knee socks down to her toes one after the other. Revealing her perfect moist creamy white feet, her toe nails painted bright green. You can tell she spends hours making them flawless.
The smell is incredibly strong. ”Please… PLEASE!”
You beg with your last bit of strength.“See! Nobody in their right mind would let these sock near their nose... So you need persuasion…”
She pulls out a stun gun, as she click the button the crackling blue arc of electricity dances between the electrodes.
Your eyes open wide in terror.
Nina’s nylon feet dangle from a chair next to your face. You finally get a good look at her. Nina’s olive complexion goes well with her light brown eyes and silky dark brown hair. She is wearing a tight black dress cut off mid thigh.“You are one sick twisted fuck Ms Roberts.”
Nina comments. “Perhaps…”
She says studying her socks, sitting cross-legged on your chest. She dangles her long sweaty green socks above your nose.“Smell em!”
She says as she shoves her socks in your face.
You inhale a dense sour feminine aroma.“Very good, but be sure to flare your nostrils though. I really want you to get the full experience of my tantalizing aroma.”
She says in a concerned voice.“I do like to make sure my clients are well informed, I have been wearing those socks for... approximately two weeks.”
She says rubbing them slowly into your face.“And to make myself clear there will never be a second where you're not eagerly sniffing at least one of our feet. And if any of these lovely ladies thinks you are not smelling as vigorously as you can I will send electricity through your body. Be especially vigorous with me I don't want this smell I spent weeks accumulating to go to waist. Also you may only open you mouth on command otherwise it will be looked upon as resistance resulting in...”
She flares the stun gun.“Ahhh, this is the life.”
She moans as she slowly works your nose in between her toes. Her big toe rests to the right of your nose and slowly rubs against it.
Humiliatingly you stare up at her from underneath her soft moist toes. Her silky dark brown hair contrasts beautifully with her perfect pale young white face. She looks down with hazel eyes eagerly awaiting your first sniff.
You inhale deeply then wheeze sickly from the intense pungency of the sour feminine sweat clinging to her foot.“Awww… see!”
She cringes and shakes her head. “You’re too quick out of the gate… You’re blowing away all the smell before your next breath!
Deep controlled breaths is definitely the key.” “In…”
She sucks with her nose.“Than out…”
She whistles with her mouth.“Well not out your mouth obviously. I need the moisture from your nose to bring out any hidden aromas my beautiful feet may be hiding.”
You try a deep breath but your gag reflex is triggered.. You writhe and couch underneath her as filth from between her toes enters your lungs. The sour vinegary smell is starting to numb your mind you need an opportunity for fresh air soon. You moan helplessly.“I like the way you suffer boyh!”
Ms Roberts mocks in a grizzly voice wiggling her toes in your face.
You wince.“Yea yea… I guess doesn't help that your nose started between my toes. I think you just sucked the majority of the filth from between them.”
She raises the stun gun to her face.“Do you think I came on too strong?”
She chuckles.“No pun intended.”
Her smiles fades.
The stun gun cracks, you frantically shake your head no and struggle as you take another breath. Your right eyelid droops it goes completely numb. The room is spinning."Great! I’ll keep you snug nice and cozy right there between my toes then, Keep up the progress!”
She winks and gives you a thumbs up.“But let's get you between a new pair… huh? The filth really gives my toes the funk it needs.” “It's not the funk my toes need. But the funk they deserve.”
She says in a batman voice.“Nailed it.”
She spreads open a new pair of toes licking her other finger she rubs in between them with a focused face, tongue pressing against her cheek.“Voilá!”
She smiles looking into your eyes.“Letsa’ go!”
She says eagerly.“Annnd…. Yoink!”
She says as she removes her fingers separating her toes.
They close slightly on your nostrils.“Tight fit?”
You nod quickly with worry in your eyes.“Ugh yeah… Garsh wish I could help ya but that would involve me moving my toe three millimeters.”
Ms Roberts says with a frown.“Oh and… I’d rather watch you take long painful drawn out breaths of my foot odor as you start slowly suffocating between my toes.”
She says sealing your mouth with her hand.“Am I being too sadistic?”
She says biting her lip as she twirls the stun gun by your face.
You shake your head no earnestly. But fail to hold back rolling your eyes.“Roger dodger foot slave… Roger frickin’ dodger.”
She says.“FUCK, I'm gonna have to science the shit out of this.”
You think in the words of Mark Watney.
You take your first long drag with your nose the smell is so pungent and powerful that a tear starts to build in your left eye. As you start the slow release she sees the tear.“Was the smell so bad it created a tear? I’m flattered!”
She grabs her bright green sock and absorbs the tear with it. Your eye immediately becomes inflamed.“Darn I'm sorry. I guess I shouldn't have used the overly crusty part but that's pretty much everywhere anyways.”
She wipes a few tears again further inflaming your eye.
As you begin your next breath you start to suffocate. “Wow one breath? Don't worry I have just the thing you need!”
In a perfect announcer voice Ms Robert sings:“Introducing Emma Roberts revolutionary breathing plan…! Are you tired of gagging and suffocating on the foul foot odor of your mistresses perfect feet? Well, look no further! Let Emma Roberts take you on a journey and uncover the secrets of becoming that perfect foot slave your mistress has always dreamed of! Guaranteed!”
You hear the sound of duct tape rip.“It's as simple as forcing a revolting two week old sock into your slaves mouth.”
She forces the sock into your mouth.“Sealing it.”
She pressed the duct tape firmly against your mouth.“Than controlling every breath he takes with your toes!”
She pinches your nose shut.“BUT WAIT THERE'S MORE!”“If your slave suffers the first two minutes we’ll throw in a second nauseating sock ABSOLUTELY FREE!”
She cups her hand by her ear and listens with an eager smile…
You writhe and wail beneath her creamy moist white toes, nails painted bright green.
You feel the tape rip off your face as another sock is forced in your cheeks stretch perversely as every inch of this orifice is now filled with her moist savory light green knee socks.
Nina chuckles. And rubs her soles across the sides of your face. Massaging your cheeks into the green socks in your mouth You hate Nina she gives off the aura of being perfect. She is rich, beautiful, intelligent and has everything she could ever dream of. Her arrogance drives you mad. You both look at each other angrily. “Emms I want him to take a long sniff of my nylons… and if he breaks eye contact with me... Shock his ass.”
As Nina moves her nylons over your nose you see holes and crusty sweat clinging to them. You desperately need to breath. Suddenly your nose is freed you inhale the vinegary scent from Ms Roberts foot followed by the new cheesy fragrance of Nina’s nylons. Your immediately become delusional from the mixture you fight your eyes from crossing remaining loyal to Nina's angry dark brown eyes. She is furious you were not shocked and clutches her fists. But Nina always gets what she wants… Nina makes a cut off motion with her hand by her neck. Ms Roberts toes pinch your nose, it sounds off in a final desperate squeak. ”Make sure he really gets a good whiff this time and toss me that water bottle.”