You see me at the end of a workout. I'm running behind because I had to stop to take the sweaty bra pads out of my sports bra. I explain how they're annoying and never seem to come clean. I notice your arousal. Interested, I tease you about how you're turned on for my discarded bra padding. I let you see up close the wrinkles, sweat stains, and wear on the pads, encouraging you to jerk off to them. I make you entertain me in exchange for the peek and smell of the dirty foam. The teasing goes on and I exlain you will have to do more for them in the future- either oney or entertaining me in more humiliating ways. Until then, I'm going to shower and leave you to your wandering thoughts and desires.