Sweaty Surprise For The Slave

In the morning I put a slice of toast in each of my nylon socks and then put on a pair of ankle boots. Its supposed to be a hot and humid day today - and in these boots my feet are going to get Indeed sweaty over the day :-D I drive around the town, go to work, go to the bank and get some groceries afterwards - and as I check on the toast in inbetween I notice how raw and sweat-soaked it already is. I ordered the slave to meet me on a parking lot in the late afternoon - without telling him what Ive planned - or what Ive ready :-D When I take off my boots he immediately notices the strong smell and then sees the flattened sweat-soaked toast under my foot soles. After smelling my nylon feet shortly he has to eat the toast. And of course I add some of my spit to make it even more juicy for the loser :-D.