She decides to make you suffer more

Jeannie says, "You are not my master so you can not wish anything of me. You are my plaything, got it?"

Unfortunatly you understand. Then you see Jeannie turn to look outside on this hot sunny day. You look to see what she is gazing at and see a women in her thirties jogging. Her breasts are bouncing and you see her light blue tee shirt is dark in places with sweat.

Your ugly face will the the inside sole of her right running shoe. I'm sure after you've smelled her sweaty foot for a long time, you'll be put in your place."

You watch her arms fold in front of her and she blinks as she nods her head.

The next thing you know is your face is mashed with a sweaty sock over and over and the lady continues to run unaware you exist. Your face gets a pounding you've never experienced before and the stink is unbearable.