You lent forward and gripped the bottom of his right shoe, pulling it and prying it away from Trunks 's now bare foot, and then proceeding to do the same to the next shoe. The moment Trunks shoes were off a rank smell filled the room, you inched backwards as the smell hit his nose but after a stern look from Trunks he returned to his previous position in front of his feet.
“what.. What do you want me to do now?” you asked , expecting the worst from your new master. “hmm..” Trunks thought to what he wanted to do first, he wasn't expecting to get so far already. This kid really was pathetic. “lets start with something simple, sniff my feet”
You were kind of expecting this, but the colour still drained out of your face when you heard the words leave Trunks 's mouth. How was this a simple task. Trunks 's feet were visibly wet with sweat! After about a minute of you trying to come to terms with the fact you were going to be used as a footrest, Trunks started to get frustrated and inched forward on his chair. pushing his foot right foot forward without warning and hooking the top around the back of your head, harshly yanking forward and forcing your nose into his left foot. You tried to yelp in surprise but was cut off by Trunks smelly sole being pressed over your mouth. Trunks smirked as he smothered your face with his foot, leaving his nose directly under his cheesy toes and forcing u to breath in the vinegary scent.
U wriggled hard and tried to pull away, but no matter how hard u tried he didn't have a chance. U were left at the mercy of Trunks stinky sole, that was relentlessly rubbed up and down ur face, smearing sweat on ur lips that seeped into his mouth and tasted worse than anything u had ever tasted before. After a good 5 minutes of being smothered u stopped resisting and kneeled there spitefully breathing in the putrid odour.
Once Trunks felt him become still, he lightened his hold on u and after seeing he didn't move, he completely removed his right foot. U didn't see any reason to make it worse and stayed there, obediently sniffing at the toes of ur sayain master. After seeing his slave stay at his cheesy toes Trunks sighed and relaxed into his chair, wiggling his feet on ur face.
<<Now slave i think ur ready to_____
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