... *sniff*...please...please...let me smell your stinky feet forever... *sniff*... I will be your loyal foot slave, I will do anything for you, just ...o smell your wonderful feet. Let me be your rag, use me in any way you desire" She could not help but let out a little moan.Noah could not believe his eyes. His cousin has always hated his feet and now... here she was sniffing them, pledging loyalty to him, worshipping him like a god and calling him...master?"What's wrong with you, Chloe? You. If you open your mind and body to it. Tantra." he said, his eyes searching to meet mine. "Your body is ready, I can feel it. Is your mind?" "I"m ready," I said, and before I could think about what I was doing, I reached forward and wrapped my fingers around his dick. I noticed that he didn't flinch, gasp, or moan as I made contact; I can't remember that ever happening before when I touched a man's organ for the first time. "I'm going to lift you up and hold you tight to me," he. ”“Have you grown more as a woman in the last few moon cycles? I am wondering if your body has developed better for birthing; just in case your medicine isn’t fully effective.”“My breasts have got larger, as you can see, and I think my hips are a bit wider: do they feel that way to you?”John placed his hands round her hips and tried to remember.“They do seem to be, and are you fully recovered from the raping by the shaman?”“Physically, I recovered well, but I had many sudden memories of terror. We were all ears."The following applicants are not required for the next phase of the recruitment procedure. When their name is called would they please leave by the door to the right." He indicated the door, and started reading out the names. I waited, expecting the worse, but after some 30 names had been called the man said. "Congratulations. Those remaining have passed for the next phase of the recruitment procedure."I let out my breath; at least I hadn't fallen at the first hurdle. About.