We were busy shooting some solo material with Candy in the studio, when Eryss payed us a visit. She came in her old New Rock boots, with the stinky sweat of many gigs and festivals conserved inside. To be even more tempting, she had a black pantyhose on. When Candy noticed this, she told me to fuck the schedule, let's do a scene where she can smell those boots. Not too surprisingly I agreed, and in minutes Candy started to inhale the stink of Eryss' boots. She got so turned on by the fetid smell, that she had to tast her bare soles, just to pet her sense of taste with the salty sweat within. She teared Eryss' nylons open, and started to play with her soft, wrinkly soles...
Candy Blade is having a rest on the sofa, while Clarissa worships her beautiful feet. She smells her socks with passion, removes them to sniff her bare soles, finally kisses and licks her soft soles with sensual love. Candy just relaxes and enjoys the pleasures of being pleased by a passionate footgirl
Candy Blade has great fun crushing a pack of kiwifruits with her beautiful feet. Watch these tiny fruits crack and splat under her soles. She keeps on stomping and splattering them until they're no more than a green fruit juice, then licks it off her gorgeous feet
Have you ever imagined to be on your knees before Candy Blade? How would it feel to be humiliated by this young brat? How would it feel to smell her stinky shoes, her dirty socks and sweaty feet while she is yelling at you? Here's the chance! You must do exactly what she says, 'no' is not in your vocabulary any more. Get ready for a POV humiliation!
Candy Blade trains her new footslave. She is about to leave to a party, so it's a perfect opportunity for this pathetic loser to show his skills : he has to shine her boots with his tongue. It's kind a surprise for him, that he has to lick clean the dirty bottoms as well but he knows that Candy does not tolerate any disobedience! When finished, she leaves her slave in the corner, and lets him know that an intense smell-training will take place when she's back To be continued...
This clip is the prequel for Fill your Lungs with my Footstink
Candy is back from the party - a long night in her nylons and boots! She is about to introduce her slave into the real thing : a sweat-soaked feet rotten in nylon pantyhose, thick socks and heavy boots! That stench is unlike anything he smellt before! He is also yet to learn some obedience and Candy lacks the patience she had hours ago. She is in the mood of playing nasty so the poor footboy will never forget his lesson. First he must inhale the stinky damp boots, Candy orders him to take breaths as big as possible. She gets angry in no time and starts yelling at her victim! There are strict rules : he must not open his mouth once he starts to sniff the socks, kissing or licking Candy's soles are honours and he is far to deserve them. Candy makes him smell her fetid socks and starts to play a cruel game : the slave must fill his lungs with the stench, and must keep it in until Candy is sure that the last particle of her footstink is dissolved within! It's obvious that the slave has never experienced real slavery! Each mistake costs him a kick in the face or throat! Reeking nylons coming next, poor footboy has really hard time smelling them, but he has no choice! Finally Candy rips the nylons off her feet and wipes all the stinky sweat into this looser's face. What a humiliation! The stench is beyond imagination yet he has to fill his lungs with it, and keep it in until it's dissolved in his veins! He'll never forget this night in his entire life! Candy just scorns him a laughs at him : being her footslave is not just a few sniffs from her toes!
Get as close to a Goddess' feet as possible and stare at this supreme beauty for five minutes! Watch as Candy takes off her smoky-clear plastic boots and smelly socks just for your rejoicing. You'll fall on your knees - if you haven't been already - as you see this wondrous miracle, the unmatched perfection of her feet. Silky soft pink soles, tasteful pale arch, tempting tiny toes play right in your face! She doesn't say a word, just keeps looking at you with a naughty smile
It's time to challenge Candy's self-control : lying on the sofa unbound and without any restraints she willingly submits her sensitive soles to Eryss' cruel tickling hands. She screams and twitches in convulsion while trying to resist theurge to kick her tormentor in the face or to escape
Candy Blade arrives after a day with her sockless feet sweating in her smelly chucks. Since no one is there to lick the salty perspiration off her warm soles, she decides to take the pleasure herself. She starts to smell the shoes, and as the warm damp stink fills her lungs, she gets completely mesmerized. She can hardly put it away, but an even more wondrous smell awaits : her salty pink soles. Obsessed with smell of her precious sweat she inhales deeper and deeper, what a treat for her nose! And the taste is just to come...she starts to lick her own feet with a passion no words can describe. After all the juicy sweat is gone, she removes her other shoe, and starts all over again. This girl is literally in love with sweat of her feet!
The girls play a kinky game : handcuffed and mouth-taped Clarissa holds a candle for Candy to burn her soft soles with the flame. Soon her feet get covered by black smut, and blackens with every move she makes. When her soles turned completely black, she removes the tape from Clarissa's mouth and lets her lick them back to pink again
Candy Blade is just back from the town with an intense footstink from walking in her boots. She makes Eryss to sniff them and her socks as well - just the get and idea about the sweat she has to swallow. Candy takes off her socks, and wipes her sweaty soles into her footgirls tongue, shoves her heels to her mouth and makes her lick her feet clean. The footslave know there is no other option for her, she must obey and do whatever she is told
Do you want to smell my feet? - asks Candy the most obvious question...but you aren't really there to actually do it, and never will : that's her point! She puts her feet right into your face, so close you almost can smell them, but, sadly enough, you can't. She continuosly teases you by wiggling her toes in fron of your nose and spectacularly enjoying the smell of her own shoes and socks while pointing out, that you gonna never smell her stinky soles. She laughs at you, humiliates you and lets you yearn for her amazingly sweaty feet while never stops inhaling her own footstink