Foot domination 6: Breath Play: Sweaty feet are your oxygen

Description: I stand above you, my bare foot hovering just above your face, and i can see you shaking with impatience, pathetic little slave. i lower my foot to your mouth, pressing it tightly, my toes resting on your nose, my heel pressing against your chin. "breathe," i say coldly, "but only through my foot. inhale the scent of my sweat, it's your oxygen now." i press harder, cutting off your air, and i can see your eyes glittering with panic, your cock twitching traitorously. "the more i strgle you with my foot, the happier you are, worthless thing," i say with a grin, feeling you trying to inhale at least a drop of air through my fingers. "only my scents, bitch," i hiss, leaning closer so you can hear every word. then i ease up a little, letting you take a short, greedy breath - the air is hot, saturated with the sharp scent of my sweat. "beg," i command, without removing my foot. "beg me to let you breathe in my scent, beg for it." your muffled moans and pleas are the best things i've heard today, and i can already taste how i'm going to break you completely until you're sufcating at the thought of my sweaty feet on your face.