Arriving home, I'm not in a good mood: the clothes My live-in chattel prepared for Me today were not appropriate at all. sit's only job is to make sure My life is perfect; checking the weather before preparing My clothes for the next day is his responsibility. Wearing heavy leathers, and especially over-the-knee boots, on a warm day as this, caused Me to sweat, which made Me feel uncomfortable. My feet are wet, so sit will lick up every drop of sweat off them. I'm not wearing any socks, so My toes and soles are pretty smelly and salty. The aroma coming off My feet is pungent, but I wonder if My chattel is enjoying this task a little too much inside his chastity cage. An extended time with his nose planted deep inside My wet stinky boots is the punishment he deserves right now.