Czech Soles - Boyfriend smelly punishment - POV

DESCRIPTION: Monika slams the door open after her double shift to find you lounging amidst pizza boxes and scattered laundry. "You worthless pig!" Her stinging slap makes your ears ring. Before you can react, she kicks off her sneakers—the funk hits you like a brick wall: vinegary toe imprints, damp insoles, and that unmistakable leather-and-sweat punch. "My feet are killing me," she snarls, cramming her sock into your mouth, "and you're going to worship every blister!" You whimper as she plants her bare sole on your cheek, grinding her workday musk into your skin. "Lick between the toes first," she orders, yanking your hair back. "Then maybe I won't make you drink my shoe water." The threat hangs as her arch smothers your nose—this isn't just cleaning. It's penance.