Foxtress has some brand new, never been worn – never been worshipped – Pleaser Boots.
She also has a pair of dirty, well worn, battered, old, manky, trainers.
The sub is going to have the, ahem, pleasure of worshipping one of these.
To decide which he gets, Foxtress has a simple and fun game. She will place her foot in his mouth (I mean, he is a foot fetishist, so it’s like a reward in itself already). If he can keep it there for 15 seconds without gagging or spitting her foot out it’s the boots, if he fails it’s the trainers.
However. There is a catch.
Foxtress is wearing socks that have been worn for the past few days. Someone has purchased her worn socks and she is in the process of wearing these. The buyer being very aware they were going to be used on this film day.
They are sweaty, they are minging, they are unpleasant. She will make him gag on her sweaty socks.
While the sub thinks he can do this, it’s very apparent that the taste and smell is overwhelming. He fails very quickly.
Foxtress gives him another chance, whether this is a treat/surprise as it’s his birthday – or because she wants to see him suffer on the other foot, well, he is visibly nauseous when he fails yet again.
So the trainers it is.
Suspecting/hoping he would lose, Foxtress has been wearing these trainers when she has had to go outside for a cigarette. It was a really wet miserable day and she had been stomping in the mud in the garden and extinguishing the cigarettes below the sole. There is grass and a leaf. She is going to take delight as he tries to clean with his mouth and tongue.
He struggles with all of the dirt, getting these clean just becomes impossible as the dirt is just moved around – this just makes Foxtress laugh at how ridiculous he is. First, a gag on sweaty socks, then cleaning mud from utterly filthy trainers.