This choice: Laugh in her face and be punished • Go Back...Chapter #5Laugh in her face and be punished by: joe   You couldn't tell if she was serious or not. {How in the galaxy would she defeat the republic with just her feet? you think to yourself. "If you think a pair of feet are gonna scare me, then you've got another thing comin'," you boldly announce. "well see about that..." Asajj says in her scary yet seductive snake-like voice. The night sister methodically removes her boots, freeing her feet from their swampy prisons. almost immediately the powerful stench of ventress' feet punches you in the nose. This is going to be more complicated than you thought. Despite the room's horrendous odor, you try to hold your composure and do. No ordinary person would sense your queasiness behind your stoic face.
Asajj Ventress, however, is no ordinary person. Through the force, she sees right through your tough guy facade. "I can sense your fear, darling. I'm aware of how weak you are to my scent. There's no point in trying to resist." She calmly hisses. you open your mouth for a comeback, but the smell of feet in the air is so strong that you can taste her foot odor. You quickly shut it. "awww what's the matter, poor boy? nexu got your tongue?" lacking the ability to speak, you glare into Asajj Ventress' eyes which only look back at you with enjoyment, playfully toying with you.
asajj lifts her boots, still containing a small puddle of sweat in them. "I think I know what'll make you talk," Ventress sneers. she grabs her left boot and holds it above your head. Asajj Ventress shocks you, causing you to scream in pain while she quickly pours the vile liquid into your mouth. You shut your mouth, but it's already too late. The salty liquid fills your mouth. "how's it taste?" asajj snickers. Ventress's teasing is short, halted as you spit her sweat back into her face, which you find to be quite funny. Asajj Ventress does not find this funny; she growls at you in disgust. "clearly you need some help with swallowing your food." she says wiping the sweat from her face. She again holds your mouth open and pours the contents of her second boot into your mouth, this time holding your nose, forcing you to swallow her disgusting sweat. you feel the salty foot sweat coat your mouth and throat as you swallow. You can't help but gag several times.
"oh you poor thing, do you not like your dinner?" Asajj Ventress sarcastically remarks, "maybe you'll like dessert!" asajj shouts as she shoves her boots in your face. You try to move away, but all attempts are fruitless, as Ventress shoves her boot to your nose while cackling with delight. The scent is so strong that it burns your nostrils. Your face turns red from the hot sweaty boots as your hell continues for what felt like 30 minutes. She removes her boot for a moment and you feel you can finally breathe again before she destroys your hope with one question. "are you ready for what's next?" this question horrified you. You knew what was coming but were too afraid to ask. Asajj Ventress had finally put the fear of the sith into you.
You sweat as asajj moves over and sits on your crotch, "I hope I'm not making you uncomfortable," Ventress slyly says as she swings her legs around and plants her feet on either side of your head. "who am I kidding? I don't care about that." she says as she lifts and slowly lowers her sweaty, white, bare feet onto your face. The smell is toxic. Her warm moist feet covered your entire face as you tried to hold your breath but failed each time, allowing the putrid sweat of the siths feet to penetrate your nose.
You felt like you were going to vomit. The feeling and smell of Asajj Ventress's nasty feet were so gross to you that it was becoming your worst nightmare. {she wasn't lying. Her feet really are toxic/i} you thought to yourself. It only got worse when asajj moved her feet and wiggled her toes all over your face. She wiped her feet on you as if you were a doormat; she wiggled and scrunched her toes on your forehead, occasionally grabbing strands of your hair between her toes and getting all sorts of toejam in it.
This wasn't the first time you had feet on your face even though you hate feet. this reminds you of another time someone's smelly feet were in your face: it was on a Venator class star destroyer. at the time you were serving under general Anakin Skywalker and his padawan Ahsoka. you were alone in your room when Ahsoka walked in and asked what you were doing." Relaxing," you said. You found her to be slightly annoying, but you didn't want to be mean to the padawan of the most powerful Jedi ever. ahsoka plopped herself done on the bed. "mind if I join you?" she asked. "fine," you replied. The problem started when the young padawan tugged off her boots, revealing her small, orange, stinky, and slightly dirty feet clad in stirrups. Her feet smelled like cheese and it quickly filled up the room. "ah that feels much better," Ahsoka sighed while wiggling her adorable toes. "Ahsoka Tano, please put your shoes back on while you're in my room." You quickly said with rigidity in your voice. "What's wrong do they stink?" she questioned, "yes they do actually," you replied. "oh they can't be that bad here take a whiff," Ahsoka said sticking her feet out at you. "no!" you shouted moving away from her sweaty feet. "come on just sniff em!" she said as she jumped onto you and started wrestling you. you tried to hold off Ahsoka but for a padawan, she was agile. You soon found yourself pinned by a kid. Ahsoka then planted her dirty feet right on your face and wiggled her toes. "get off of me!" you yelled, "not until you sniff my feet" Ahsoka said clearly enjoying herself. She then pinched your nose with her toes as you tried to fight back. The cheesy odor crept into your nose. " How do you expect to beat the separatists when you can't even handle a bit of smell?" Ahsoka questioned playfully. she wiggled her smelly toes in your face for a while until you both heard footsteps drawing near. Ahsoka lept off of you right before the door opened. "Ahsoka what's going on in here?" it was Anakin Skywalker who had been searching for his padawan. "Oh, nothing we're just playing around," Ahsoka answered. "Okay but get ready well reach Coruscant shortly." "alright master," Ahsoka said with a bright smile on her face. "oh, and by the way commander let me know if she causes any trouble." general Skywalker said smiling. "sir yes sir," you said quietly in defeat as general Skywalker left and the door closed behind him. ahsoka then plopped down on a chair and put her feet up on your table and crossed them at the ankles "you disappoint me..." Ahsoka said with a smirk. "you better stay strong, the sith foot smell is 10 times worse than this." she said wiggling her stinky dirty toes.
You suddenly snap back to reality when Asajj Ventress smushes your face with her feet. Ahsoka was right her feet were pungent and cheesy but nothing compared to Ventress's. while Ahsoka's feet were small with compact toes Ventress's were large with long toes. Ahsoka's feet were light orange while Ventress's were pale white. Ahsoka's feet always seemed to be slightly dirty while Ventress's glistened with sweat. The only thing that they had in common was that their soles were both equally meaty. the most important thing however was that while Ahsoka's feet were very pungent and cheesy, Ventress's foot scent was 10 times stronger than was sharp with a hint of vinegar.
Suddenly, your face is slapped by asajj Ventress's pale feet. "alright clone this time ill let you choose your next punishment" ventress hissed. "I can plunge you back into my putrid boots," she motioned her hand toward her boots "or you can sniff between my toxic toes." she said wiggling her toes allowing some toejam to fall down on your face. "pick your poison." she laughed softly.  indicates the next chapter needs to be written. |
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