Ebony Goddess Luna Law trains you into becoming Her stinky sock slave, Foot fetish POV, Ebony foot fetish, Stinky sock worship POV My socks are sooo sweaty and stinky… you wouldn’t believe how strong the scent is after a full day. Most people would just throw them in the washing machine, but not me. Why would I, when I have you? My filthy little sock boy... you exist for this exact purpose. I’m going to use your tongue to clean them instead. Every inch, every damp patch, every thread soaked in the scent of my day. You’ll press your nose into the fabric and breathe it in deeply, letting that sweet saltiness fill your weak head. The raw smell of My sweat is that’s what you crave. You’re already dizzy as I tease you, slowly peeling my socks off My perfect feet, letting the warmth and smell fill the room... you watch my fingers roll the fabric down, revealing my dark, glistening soles underneath. They’re soft, wrinkled, and gleaming slightly with heat. You can’t take your eyes off them, can you? You’re obsessed with my sweetness, my stink, my natural aroma that drives you wild. Every breath you take just pulls you deeper into the rabbit hole. And the best part? This isn’t a one-time thing. No, my little sock loser boy... this is your role. You are, and will forever be, my sock boy. I’ll keep you right here in the corner, ready and waiting. Every time I come home, every workout, every walk, my socks will go straight to you. You’ll sniff them, lick them, and worship them until I decide you’ve done enough. You’ll live for that smell, for the privilege of cleaning them with your mouth. That’s what you were made for.... to serve, to smell, to be completely owned by the scent of my perfect ebony feet.