You look up at the heavy set cop in horror. Those sweat soaked socks were going to be in your mouth? You almost barf at the very thought of it. You scream out for help again as she peels those drenched socks off of her large black feet.
She takes one of the socks and turns it inside out, her bare foot has now been unleashed and the smell magnifies.
"Oh god someone HELP, HELP HELP HELP."
Mildred pounces on your prone form and quickly stuffs the inside out sock inside your mouth. Your eyes bulge in panic as the bitter taste invades your mouth. You strain and buck at the taste, the handcuffs bite into your wrists painfully. Mildred hovers over your face with her own and says, "What's the matter foot bitch? I thought you liked feet huh?"
You moan into your sock gag and plead with your eyes but that just makes her laugh. You try to spit out the sock but Mildred is prepared for that too. She takes out a thin roll of electrical tape from one of her pockets and quickly winds it around your mouth and behind your head. The drenched in sweat socks are going no where.
As horrible as the taste is that soon isn't your biggest problem. The bigger problem is that Mildred has stood back up and dragged her chair over to you so its above your torso. Which means her feet are now directly above your face. You got your first good look at her feet.
First, they were large. Second was that they were dripping with sweat. No normal person had such sweat feet outside of sauna! You actually saw a droplet of salty sweat hang from between her toes and then splash down on your chin. You scream in your gag as the raunchy smell hits you. It was nothing like Chloe's feet at all. No hint of strawberries instead all you could smell was something that combined the worst parts of vinegar, molded cheese and 10 day old roadkill. And her feet were still only hovering over your face!
"Here they come!" Mildred taunted you as she slowly lowered her large sweat slicked feet onto your face.
The slimy texture made your skin crawl. But the smell oh god the smell was now twice as bad now that they were actually touching your face. You bucked and tried to twist away from them but she used one foot to pit your throat to the floor while the other foot explored the contours of your face. She rubbed her sweat into your cheek, forehead and nose.
The reek was making you light headed and you tried to take shallow breaths.
"Come on boy you need to get the full treatment, take a big whiff!"
Screw that you thought, this bitch was crazy!
When you refused she slapped your cheeks with her broad foot.
"Work with me boy or this is going to be even worse for you."
Worse? How the hell could this possibly be worse?
She must have seen the incredulous look in your eye.
"I bet ya thinking how could this worse? Well see ya got two options boy. You can take a big sniff and suffer through my feet for about 30 minutes. Then you'll lick my sweaty feet clean and once I'm satisfied I'll let ya go. But if you keep being willful I'll take extra time with you and I might even invite some of my co-workers to also use your pervy ass. So what's it going to be bitch?"
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