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Chapter 14 - 14: Smell My Feet [R18]

CHAPTER 14: Smell My Feet

Mitsuko looks at my knees trembling against the floor, shaking the entirety of the room. "Tsk, tsk tsk… You look like you're about to collapse," she whispers playfully.

She wipes the last remnants of tears from my eyes. "I'm sorry for making you cry. Really, I mean it."

Her apology fills my chest with warmth. "It's ok…"

"It wasn't cool. But look," she brushes a strand of hair behind my ear. She's being so sweet that I'm unsure if it is genuine, or if there is a darker thing to come… "You're all better now, right?"

I nod my head.

"Good. I didn't mean to take it so far. But to be honest you're… kinda cute when you cry," Mitsuko says, smiling wickedly at me.

"R-really?"

"Uh huh. But still… I…" Mitsuko looks away and swallows her words. She looks back to my trembling knees. She changes the subject. "You can't take much more, can you?"

I shake my head. Truly I cannot. I'm sure my knees will have purple welts on them tomorrow, if not already.

"I just want you to know I'm… Fuck… Maybe it's best if I just…"

Mitsuko gets on her knees and unzips her high heel. The sound of it vibrates pleasantly across my ears. My heart thumps against my ears. Mitsuko flashes a corrupt smile, but her eyes are unusually gentle, while at the same time full of schemes. She lifts her black leather heel up in the air.

"Do you like them?" she whispers as she examines the shoe, twirling it in the light of the moon shining through the window.

I swallow nervously. "Yes, I like them."

She snickers briefly. "I know. I saw you this morning when I put them on. What were you thinking about?"

I find it so much easier to express myself when Mitsuko is talking gently like this, as opposed to her harshness I've grown accustomed to. When her voice drops into this hypnotic whisper, my insides melt even more, especially with how close she is to me. It's like each word reverberates through my pores. My mind focuses more intently to pick up each syllable. "I-I… I was… was…"

She shakes her head, smiling mercifully. "Go ahead. Take your time."

I can't see my own face, but I know my cheeks must be blood red. I feel hot as the sidewalk during summer. My head feels like it's about to burst. I'm trying my hardest, summoning all the courage from within, but I still can't speak. I'm a stuttering mess.

"You're fucking helpless right now," she mutters playfully, shaking her head. "Just shut up…"

Mitsuko put the opening of her leather heel to my nose. I look in her eyes, pleading for guidance. Does she really want me to…

"Go ahead," she says quietly. "Smell my feet."

My cerebral cortex turns to mush as I give in to Mitsuko's command. I inhale through my nostrils. The sweat and musk of Mitsuko's journey in the shoes envelops my brain, making it throb and burst with dopamine bubbles. My whole body trembles as I inhale as much as my lungs can possibly permit.

Mitsuko giggles gently at my predicament. "Oh, fuck…" Her face is flushed and she looks so beautiful. Without command I inhale again; this time Mitsuko covers my nose with the ankle of the heel, enveloping me in her scent. She pushes the shoe so deep that my nose almost touches the insole.

I smell not only sweat and leather, but a faint lingering of peach lotion that Mitsuko rubs on her feet daily. I smell her elegance, her power, her beauty. It floods through me, making my body twitch involuntarily. I don't know what else to do but accept the overwhelming sensations.

"You're such a fucking pervert. Go ahead, one more time now…"

One last moment to indulge in my new addiction. One last moment to wash my inhibitions away with the scent of Mitsuko's divine feet. One last inhale to take with me in my travels. My eyes roll to the back of my head as my knees shake violently against the floor. I gasp as Mitsuko grabs my right hand, holding it gently in place…

She keeps the shoe over my nose and leans to my ear. "Such a good boy." The trigger melts my heart, washes my pain away as the tingles crackle like fireworks across my flesh. My hair stands up all along my body. I'm going to shatter. Blood rushes to my hips, making me squirm.

And in an instant, the shoe leaves my nose. The overwhelming scent still lingers, like my mind is desperately clinging to it, trying to memorize every detail.

"Get up," she says sternly. She guides me to my feet while holding my hand. My legs are shaking. I fear I'm going to collapse. Mitsuko is standing on one leg; her other shoe is still on, raising her up a few inches. We wobble to the bed and I sit down next to her.

"Lay down," she whispers. I obey. My chest rises and falls dramatically as I catch my breath. My body is trembling. It feels like I just ran three miles, but the most sore part is my mind. I'm in a sapphire haze; with my eyelids closed I still see Mitsuko's gaze, those bright blue eyes penetrating my mind.

I gasp as I hear her other shoe unzipping. I'm too weak to lift my head. I'm quivering while facing the ceiling with my knuckles against the sheets above my head. My vision is covered with Mitsuko's mischievous grin as she leans over me, her blonde hair tickling my flesh.

This time she doesn't give me a command. She wraps the ankle of the leather heel around my nose. It's warm and I whimper knowing it's from the radiant heat of Mitsuko's bare feet. I'm saturated in the divine scent once again and I cannot help but to moan. I try to stop my voice from leaking, but I cannot. I'm so embarrassed at how I'm reacting, but it's like I'm just a helpless observer. Mitsuko has taken full control of my body and mind.

Mitsuko leans to my ear. "I'm going to break you, aren't I? Are you addicted to my scent? Huh? Can't talk?" Mitsuko giggles. She's right. I'm going to shatter into a million pieces.

Mitsuko's shoe finally leaves me. I pant for air like a man who almost drowned at sea.

"Oh fuck… Are-are you ok?" Mitsuko asks with concern. I hadn't realized that I've been leaking tears. With my last ounce of strength I nod my head 'yes'.

Mitsuko sighs in relief. "Good. I thought I broke you for a second… Well, clearly I did, but beyond repair."

She lays next to me, an intensely intimate gaze. Her blonde hair spreads on the blanket. She's close enough to kiss, but I would never have the guts to do it. She would likely slap me if I tried anything. Plus, even if I did have the right level of courage, I wouldn't have the energy to do it. I feel so tired, so drained, more than any endeavor in my life. No amount of squats, deadlifts, burpees… 

She leans in even closer, almost snuggling me but maintaining half an inch of distance. She removes my tears with her fingers once again.

"Close your eyes… Breath in, like I trained you earlier. 1, 2 ,3, hold… Release… That's it, just go to sleep… Dream of my feet," Mitsuko giggles quietly. "Sleep now… Drift in the nebula…"