You awoke abruptly, sputtering into a gag under a beautiful red haired woman held her large black boot over your nose. You struggled under the woman as she straddled you, but your arms were binded behind your back. You took another sharp inhale, drawing the foul stench from the very toe end of the boot down into your nose as you started to feel the sweat from inside drip onto your face.
"Pretty rank, isn't it?" Asked the girl.
"I sure hope so, I wouldn't want you getting off easy after you tried to steal on of our holocrons."
The redhead laughed, rotating her rancid boot around your nose to stir her bootstink around.
"Funny enough I had a look on the holocron and it was of old Jedi punishments used on those the Jedi deemed to dangerous for the galaxy, turns out that one of the oldest punishments was a lifetime of smelling the nastiest feet in the Jedi Order."
The girl lifted her boot, swinging her feet around. They were absolutely dripping with sweat, letting droplets fall down onto your face.
"Can you imagine"
She asked, spreading her slim smelly toes right above your face, showing off all the lint left behind from her incredibly sweaty, thin black ankle socks you realized were stuck in your mouth.
"Spending your entire life sniffing the rank feet of the most powerful warriors in the galaxy?"
As the woman wrapped her malodorous toes around your nose, her footsweat slid down your cheeks, your struggling in vein as your only option of breathing was drawing the unfathomable stench of her toes directly into your nose.
"The holocron even said that once such a prisoner was obtained, they stopped washing their feet to let their stench grow worse and worse"
Mara sighed with glee as the cool feeling of your short repetitive breaths felt amazing between her swampy toes
"I wish I had my own footsniffer"
She mocked, pressing your nose harder between her toes, causing your next sniff to suck up some of her sweaty Sock lint from in between her big and second toes.
"Oh such a good idea"
Mara taunted once again
"We can use the little nose of yours to vacuum all this smelly gunk off my feet, here keep going"
Mara insisted, pushing your nose even harder once more between her sweaty pink toes, forcing you to suck up more lint as you sniffed at her ripe feet.
"Hmm.. ya know.. I'm a Jedi Master.. you tried to steal from us and look at you, already sniffing away at my sweaty feet, why I'd say I have myself the perfect candidate for a lifetime of sniffing my sweaty rak-dogs right here."
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