Chapter 3: Rising Action
Mistress Vivian ties the Captive's hands behind his back and forces him to lick the sweaty soles of her feet. She then puts on a pair of smelly socks and makes him sniff them deeply.
He wriggles uncomfortably beneath her gaze but tries his best to keep up with her demands. His fear has given way to something else entirely - an all-consuming passion that burns through him like wildfire. As he presses his face against the cold marble floor once more, inhaling deeply of my scent, I can see the desperation etched into every line of his body. It fills me with a sense of triumph knowing how completely I have broken this proud warrior – reduced him to nothing more than another one of my foot slaves.