The moment I sensually strip my pumps from my nylon feet is the moment when your brain goes to its knees all by itself. The sweet scent that flows from my slightly sweaty feet into your nose, brings you into a beautiful state of being brain fucked, in which you become completely will-less. I know that within seconds you will be completely addicted to this beguiling sight and smell. Just the right moment to mercilessly exploit your helpless situation. I will ask you a few completely harmless and irrelevant questions and you will answer them. Why? After all, you want to admire my beautiful nylon feet for a long time, which will catapult your fucked birdbrain into another universe. The sweet nylon poison is already in your veins and will soon take over the complete possession of your puny existence!
