I like it, the smell of stinky nylon toes and soles is indeed magicalI don't know if there are any foot fetish story lovers here, but I'll try to tell one, it came to my mind with this photo of me, I hope you will like it.
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You are a legal age student at a magic academy. A pretty witch is studying with you in your class, but she is a loner and does not make contact with anyone. At the same time, she is the most powerful sorceress in the class, she knows ancient magic, so all the other students are afraid of her. You like this beauty witch, but she has already refused to communicate with you several times and after your next attempt to flirt with her and receiving a harsh refusal, you could not think of anything better to not lose authority in front of your classmates, than to tell obscene untrue rumors about her. Another day, waking up in the morning, you suddenly felt that you had lost contact with your mana, you do not feel any magical power in yourself. It usually recovered 100 percent overnight. You were seriously scared, because in a magic academy without mana you will not be able to continue your studies. You were restless all day, asked all your friends, dug through a bunch of books in the library but still couldn't find an answer to the question of where your magical energy had disappeared. In the evening you receive an anonymous note saying that if you want to find an answer to your question, come to the lounge at midnight. Exactly at the appointed time you come into the lounge. At this time it is already empty, but you notice that same cute witch swinging on a hanging chair in the corner of the room. You are overwhelmed with emotions, run up to her and ask her defiantly: "So it is you who are to blame for my magical helplessness?" The witch looks up at you and asks you in response: "Are you the one spreading these dirty rumors about me? You don't have to answer, I know it's you. And yes, I made you lose your magical power with the help of an ancient magical ritual that I slightly improved. Don't worry, you didn't lose your power completely, but now it will be restored not in your sleep, but in a slightly different way." With these words, the witch takes off her shoes and lifts her beautiful long legs in blue tights right up to your face. They smell quite strong and you immediately feel their aroma and notice for yourself that you even like this smell a little. Meanwhile, the witch continues to say: "Now your only way to restore your magical reserves is to sniff and lick my sweaty nylon feet everyday. The more you inhale and the harder you lick, the more magical energy you will restore. I specially walk several days in my oldest and dirtiest shoes, so that my feet would be as smelly as possible, I tried it very hard for you. You can also sniff my worn-out socks, tights or shoes, but they are not as effective than my feet and will restore only a small part of your magical reserves. But I will not give you the opportunity to sniff my feet if you do not completely submit to me. You will become my slave, my errand boy and will fulfill all my desires and orders. For your obedience in the evenings I will allow you to sniff my sweaty feet, acting as a doormat under the table while I do my homework. Every day I will give you my dirty smelly socks so that you can restore your magical energy a little during the day. And if before sniffing you put my dirty socks in your mouth and try to suck them, it will slightly increase their magical reserve. You will return that socks to me cleanly washed, dried and ironed. Well, why are you looking at me, start replenishing your magical reserve already, I am already tired of keeping my feet in this position". And so you became a slave to the feet of this cute witch until the end of your studies at the magic academy.
YES MistressWell, let's check how you trained your tongue this week. Your last foot licking session wasn't that impressive. I hope your tongue will give my feet pleasure this evening. I advise you to pay special attention to my toes today, especially thoroughly lick between my toes. I also like it when my toes are sucked individually and all at once. Start licking already! My feet have been waiting for a good licking all this week. Every day at work I took off my shoe under the table, closed my eyes and imagined how your wet warn tongue gently touched my wrinkled, slightly sweaty sole and slowly lick from heel to toes. These thoughts and fantasies haunted me all work week, so start worshiping my feet immediately!!!
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I love your storiesLong foot fetish story. You are a junior manager at a hotel, you resolve all sorts of controversial situations with guests and you receive one unusual call: in one of the luxury rooms, a maid found a woman chained by the leg to the wall. You came to sort out the situation, dismissed the maid and entered the room alone. On the couch sat a nice blonde woman in pink pantyhose, a tight white dress and white socks over the tights. The woman's leg was chained to a metal bracket on the wall. The woman stretched her leg with the chain in your direction: "Will you help me free my leg, I think I'm a little stuck. The lock is fastened with a key, but I have no idea where it went." You knelt down in front of the woman's leg to take a closer look at how her leg was chained. And you immediately felt this intoxicating aroma from her foot. White socks on women's feet are your weakness, and she had obviously been wearing these socks for more than one day, and perhaps more than one week, so when you got closer to them, you immediately felt their incredible aroma. You obviously hung for a bit and stared at her foot in a white sock, so she noticed your hesitation. Woman raised her leg higher, so that her foot was level with your face and was literally a few centimeters from your nose. "Perhaps you want to take a closer look? I don't mind, we are completely alone and in general I am in no hurry, you can carefully study my foot as long as you want." She said that with a sly grin and playfully wiggled her toes right in front of your face. Her foot in a sock was no longer snow-white, but rather worn and dirty. Your desire to bury your nose in it right now was impossible to overcome and you gave in, you fell to your knees, buried your nose in her sock and began to inhale the aroma of her feet. You simply dissolved into space at that moment and only the handcuffs snapped on to your wrists abruptly brought you back to reality. In reality the situation changed dramatically, powerful steel handcuffs were fastened on your wrists which were attached to the very chain to which the woman was chained., but the chain from the woman's leg had disappeared. Now you were chained to the wall in the room with the woman in pink pantyhose and white socks. She clearly enjoying your confusion, says to you: "Well, why have you stopped sniff my dirty sweaty sock? Go on, I like the way you sniffle trying to inhale the entire aroma from my worned sweaty sock. You fell into my trap, I love a little thrill in domination. I rented this room for the whole weekend and made arrangements with the maid so that she wouldn't tell anyone that she saw you here. So that for the next couple of days you are completely in my power." With these words she took off her socks and shoved them into your mouth, you were shocked and didn't even think of resisting. Having sealed your mouth with tape so that you wouldn't spit out her socks and start screaming, she got up from the couch and said, "I'm going to have dinner at a restaurant, sit at the bar for a bit and come back to you. I hope by that time you'll have missed me and my sweatty feet enough and we can have some fun. For now enjoy the taste of your sweaty dirty socks and wait for my return."
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