I saw your hard little stare all day, and now it’s time to punish you for being so obvious. Get your face down and bury your nose in My pantyhose-wrapped soles, inhale every stinky, aching breath I force into you, become My obedient, panting good boy. You’re going to crave this toxic scent after just one taste, and I’ll enjoy watching you melt into worship, desperate for another whiff of My deliciously ruined stockings.