Locked in the smotherbox and smothered under my stinky socks

Description: Are you wondering why i'm locking you in the smotherbox, loser? no, today i won't sit on your face to smother you ... and no, i won't trample your face under my converse either ... i've something way worse in mind! i've worn these socks in my converse for a couple of days ... and you know how sweaty my feet get in these ... so now i'll take off my sneakers and then smother you under my stinky socks! it's just so easy and convenient for me, i can sit down on the bar stool and press my feet on your mouth and nose ... or i can stand up and apply even more pressure effortlessly! how does it feel to be that helpless under my feet? knowing there's nothing you can do but hope that i'll let you breathe in time ... and knowing that then you'll have no chance but to inhale the smell of my socks before they smother you again?! yes, you know how much i love to push your limits and humiliate you ... and i think we'll play this cruel game for a while today :-d