Feet

"Even..." She leans down, and removes her shoe, revealing her sockless feet. "These?"

She lifts her foot and places it on your lap. Even from there, you can smell them--apparently, she spent an excessively long time without socks.

Pulling a chair over, she sits down and puts her other foot there too.

"Yuck, your feet--" you say, turning your face as far as you can to try and avoid the smell.

Mandi shakes her head. "No, no, sissy--sissies love the smell of their mistress's feet!"

"--smell like perfume!" you finish, after the next waft of foot-stink smells like flowers and lotion.

Mandi thinks for a moment. "Actually...you hate the smell of feet, but you can't resist it!"

The terrible smell returns, and you gag, but you feel strangely...attracted to it.

Mandi giggles at your confused face. "You want to lick them?"