You're breathless with fear and claustrophobia as you try to scurry away from the huge foot which is trapping you in the boot like a dog herding sheep. The mega-sized sole is dirty, sweaty and brown, and it's centimetres away from your face. You lie on your back, squirming under the giant's gigantic foot as it comes crashing down on your pitiful little body and presses you into the warm, spongey shoes insole which is already soaked in sweat.
Now your back is drenched in the man's foot-odourous sweat, and the tough, hot skin of his sole is pressing against your front. The man's flesh smells and tastes brutal; footsweat seeps into your mouth and every time you need to take a breath you're forced to suck the stinking air in through your squashed up nose as if you're enjoying it.
Above, Jensen takes a leisurely stretch before bidding his friends farewell and telling them to enjoy their holidays -he's certainly going to. Then he gets up.. As he grounds his feet, the leather of his sturdy old boots squeak. As he gets into his expensive car and presses his foot doeown on the pedal, he feels your constricted body flatten against his huge size 14 foot. The man can't help but feel like a god, having you completely at his mercy, as he drives on. Every time you suck in another breath; every time you twitch or struggle to move, Jensen feels it, and can hardly suppress a woody from pressing against the denim of his jeans.
When the powerful actor finally arrives home, he decides that you've been in the boot long enough.. for now.. and he might just put his terrified little slave to use some other way.
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