The following short story was written by one of my clients.
“I had been wanting a session with Penny for a long time. Reading her website made my heart race – the thought of being able to do this in real life almost seemed too good to be true.
Firstly, I ordered a pair of socks and sent a decent tribute to catch her attention. In the order notes, I expressed my interest in one-day meeting in person and having a real session. Penny wrote back the day after to let me know when she would wear the socks I had ordered – and to acknowledge my request. She told me to wait to see if I liked how they smelled. I knew I would love them.
About a week later, the socks dropped on my door mat. They had been worn for a total of 7 days. When I ripped open the package, I saw her vacuum-sealed socks and a little note to say she would appreciate me dropping an email to let her know how I liked them. I tore open the vaccum-sealed bag and nestled my nose into the well-worn cotton socks. I took a big sniff. I was overcome by the smell – they were exactly what I wanted.
I wrote to Penny later that day and I told her that I was in love with her socks and that I would do anything to smell them in real life. I was polite in hopes that it would provoke a quicker response. A couple of days went by. I would smell the socks morning, noon and night. Finally, after a couple of days, Penny wrote back and we arranged our session. I paid my deposit and I fell into a trance. Holy shit! This is happening!
We later spoke about how the session would play out. We also agreed that Penny would wear another pair of socks for another 7 days before our eventual session… She warned me that her feet would be overpowering and I accepted my fate.
I had asked Penny to go shopping before our session in Leeds. I did allow her a bit of spending money; she treated herself to some new Vans trainers and other bits and bobs. What is important is that she had been walking around a hot city with 7-day-old socks and I was about to smell them!
When I finally met Penny in person, I was in awe. She has a lovely smile and a really nice personality. I felt instantly at ease. She asked me if I was looking forward to smelling her feet. Just to hear Penny ask me this sent shivers down my spine. I love it when a girl talks about their feet.
We were to have our session in Penny’s hotel, so we went back to her room. As soon as we got in, Penny took a seat. She asked me to get on all fours in front of her and she put her feet up, using me as her foot stool. Even though she had her shoes on and I couldn’t even see her feet, the idea of was coming was driving me wild. She was speaking about her day, telling me how far she had walked and how sweaty her feet were. After around 10 minutes, she took her feet off my back and asked me to kneel before her.
She asked me to remove her trainers one by one. I slowly obliged, to reveal a really sweaty foot. The scent filled the room instantly. I removed the other foot. Even though I was at arms length of Penny’s feet, I could really smell them. With the shoes placed at her feet, I was asked to put my hands behind my back and bury my nose into her shoes. Penny placed her socked feet on my head, further driving my nose into her shoes. I took some really deep breaths! I was in heaven.
I was eventually allowed to rub Penny’s feet as I noticed she quite likes foot rubs. I rubbed her feet for around 20 minutes with her socks on; the scent of the socks filled my nostrils and she really enjoyed my massage. She took her socks off and stuffed them in my mouth. We had arranged for my mouth to be taped up too, so she pulled out some tape and placed it over my mouth. The socks were salty and the experience was quite humiliating which is exactly what I wanted from the session. She asked me to lie down on the floor and she placed her sweaty bare feet over my nose. I had no option but the smell her feet as my mouth was gagged!
She was right! 7 days wearing those socks and walking around prior to our visit WAS overwhelming, but it was so worth it as I lay there, powerless, smelling her beautiful soft feet. When I was eventually ungagged, Penny asked me to kiss her feet until she felt satisfied. I had to show her how much I loved her feet before she eventually allowed me to lick them clean. ‘Stick your tongue out’ she snapped, as she forcefully wiped her feet all over my face and tonue. Our 90-minute session went by in a heartbeat and I left the hotel room smelling of feet. I couldn’t be happier with how things went and I am already planning another experience. Penny isn’t cheap, but this isn’t something you can indulge in with just anybody. She’s the real deal.” – Mr. X
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