Being on her feet all day combined with the support tights meant that her feet sweated and boy did they smell! The first time I noticed the odour of ...her feet was one evening when I’d called round to see my girlfriend. I walked into the living room and was hit this smell which I can only describe as sickly sweet but to my senses it was amazing. There was Kathy lying on the sofa with her feet hanging over the edge curling her toes in her tights. This was the first time I had seen her feet and. From then on he only called me his little Sissy slut. He made Joanne strip me of all clothing except alittle wrap around on my waist, then tied me to the cross so I had to watch the whole time. Our Master decided he wanted to take a walk and said Hey sissy slut are you going to cry again when we go out? He decided not to take the chance and said to his schlampe that she should take this sissy in the bedroom and we both should come out of there in 30 min looking like beautiful women., (Joanne as. Your breasts bounced a bit but I longed to see them without your constraining sports bra on. My gaze shifted to the other girl. Her tits didn’t bounce at all, but that was because they were very small, not to mention she was wearing a loose Tshirt and baggy shorts. We were both sweating profusely as we got near the end of our workout when the girl obviously finished her run with a sprint. After a quick cool down she sat down on the mat right in front of me and began to stretch. As she. After handing us our drinks he sat down again opposite Jane. Then with a little alcohol induced boldness said, “It was unfair.”Jane asked “What was unfair?”To which Reo responded that he was the only naked body in the Spa.“Well that’s tough” Jane said as she laughed about his situation, “You can put your boxers back on and you will not be naked.”Reo did not make a move to replace his boxers and Jan tugged at my short whispering that maybe I should drop my shorts as well, at least that might.