Pete was on his way home from work this afternoon, and needed to stop at a gas station to fill his tank. The sun was on its way down as he pulled into a small gas station on an empty country road that seemed to be completely deserted except for the one old employee mopping inside the store.

Pete began pumping his gas minding his business, when he noticed someone leaning on the wall at the side of the store. It was a woman, who seemed to look asian, slim, short, long black hair, black sun-dress, and dirty off white sneakers. Having a foot fetish pete paid most attention to her shoes. "Looks like some old convers" he thought to himself.

She was very casual, leaning on the brick wall smoking a cigarette looking off into the distance. No vehicle and all alone. Pete didnt want to seem creepy so he stopped staring and was almost finished pumping gas, when he glanced back at her and saw her bend down.

She untied her dirty converse, removed them, and as she stood on the concrete in just her darkened ankle socks that were probably white when she bought them, she put her shoes into her purse, pulled out a pair of black high heels, peeled her well worn socks off, and threw them in the purse as she slipped into the heels.

Petes mouth was watering and his perverted thoughts started kicking in, and with nobody else around he decided to make a plan. "Im going in to pay for my gas, im not going to look at her on the way in, BUT after i pay, im going to take out some cash and if shes still there when i walk out of the store and nobody else is around, im going to approach this woman and offer her cash for the dirty socks she just took off. If she says no i can always apologize and make a quick get away"

So pete quickly finished, walked in and payed, used the atm, and walked out the door with his heart racing. He looked around and saw nobody in sight, except for the asian woman finishing her smoke standing in her high heels. He gulped nervously as he slowly walked towards this woman.

"Excuse me ma'am, i know this is going to sound weird, but i noticed you switch out your shoes and socks for those heels. Would you possibly sell me the socks you wore for fourty bucks?" Holding the money in his hand for her to see, he stops walking towards her at about 10ft away as to not scare her, and so if he has to run she might not get a great look at him.

The woman turns her head towards pete and exhales a cloud of smoke before speaking "what the fuck did you just ask me? You want to buy my fucking socks? If you're serious, i want 80, and i want to know exactly what youre going to do with them. Right now or you can get lost." Her voice was very intimidating, she looked at him and dropped her ciggarette, spat on it, and smushed it into the cement with the bottom of her heel.

Pete quickly grabs his wallet and pulls out fourty more. "Im sorry, il do eighty, and il tell you what i want to do with them if you want to know,  it's nothing harmful i promise. I just want to smell them and feel them on my face at home tonight, im sorry i wont even bother you again." Holding the money towards her, he hasnt got any closer and is considering running still.

The gorgeous woman lets out a small laugh, and pulls out only one sock from her purse holding it up, "you want to smell and taste these? Reaally?" She drops the sock on the cement right ontop of her ciggarette butt and spit, and steps on top of it with her right heel. "If you really want them, put the cash in your mouth, get on your knees and crawl to me, hand me the cash, and kiss my shoe while begging me to move my foot. If you do that, il drop the other sock, remove my foot and let you pick the socks up. With your mouth only!"

He wanted to run, but knew he couldnt pass this up. "Yes ma'am " he nodded as he dropped to his knees, put the cash in his mouth and crawled to this strange womans feet. She put her hand out and pete placed the money in it like a good dog playing fetch. Without looking up he lowered his face to her high heel. Immediately hit With the stench coming from the sock under it, pete was certain he had to have those socks.

"Please oh god please remove your perfect foot from the dirty sock you wore earlier. I wil do whatever it takes to have that dirty sock in my mouth and suck the spit and ciggarette ashes out. You are a goddess and i am nothing but a gross loser that would be lucky to get to smell and taste your dirty socks please let me!" As pete keeps going on and on, the second sock drops right beside his face.

"Pick that one up first loser" she said in a playful voice. As pete opens his mouth and presses down into the sock, he feels pressure on the back of his head. The woman has stepped off the first sock and is pressing petes face into the second sock and the dirty cement. Pete doesnt fight it but the weight of her heel starts getting more and more intense for a few seconds.

Right before he screams for mercy, she stepps off his head. " now take the second sock and run back to your car". Pete picks up both dirty socks with his mouth, and as he gets up to leave he notices this woman is holding her phone and smiling.

"I videotaped that entire thing, and unless you want it put on the internet, you will be here same time next week, waiting on your knees with the money in your mouth already"