A Foresmell of What's To Come
The slave kneels obediently at the breakfast table with his nose buried deep inside the tops of his mistress’s sweaty sneakers, contemplating how he is about to spend the entire day following his mistress to sneakered and socked heel as she goes about her daily business. He notes that she has chosen to wear her pink and white spotty socks today, and ruminates about the fact that, although he won’t be able to see them for most of the day, the reinforced pink cotton toe and heel areas of her otherwise white, spotty socks will be becoming increasingly sweaty inside her sneakers, culminating in his having to massage her stinky-socked toes and heels at the end of the day as she relaxes in the manly arms of her husband with her feet up on the edge of the sofa.
Said husband, meanwhile, is not focussing on his wife’s socks. He has much higher things to think about, such as her pretty face and body, as he chats happily away to her over breakfast. For he, unlike the kneeling slave, is a real man – an equal with a woman, enjoying her love and respect. She would never dream of imposing her stinky-socked feet on his handsome face.
Meanwhile the slave, a much lower being, sniffs sneaker – a foretaste (or rather foresmell) of what is to come!