kashspice

I was in the cafe at Magnolia Central Station, reading a business magazine when Oliver, the station manager, came in and advised me that the Trans-Siberian Express had just arrived at platform 8 and would be ready for boarding in half an hour, as the cabins had to be cleaned first and loaded with provisions for its maiden voyage. I thanked Oliver for the heads up and as I sipped a delicious cappuccino, I began to think about the wonderful week ahead of me on my first train ride with my friend Lucy Heartfilia. A few days ago, I ran into Lucy just moments after leaving work, she had just finished a mission and was on her way to the station to take the train back to the capital, so I offered to accompany her and as we walked together, I took the opportunity to invite her to the inauguration of the Trans-Siberian Express, a new luxury train service that would pass through the traditional villages of the kingdom of Fiore on a wonderful week-long journey. I was very proud of this new train

(WARNING! This story contains extreme foot fetish related content. Keywords include: smell, sweaty, calluses, toejam/toecheese, sadism, and forced. If any of these make you feel uncomfortable, do not continue reading.) Part 2: First Day of Work After being put through the torture of sniffing Dr. Rockfell’s cheesy toes for almost one and a half hour, staff members dressed in white clothes came, handcuffed me and got me through the procedure of becoming a „volunteer”. I was broken and lightheaded from the foot smelling torture beforehand, so I didn’t show much resistance, I was glad to be finally away from Dr. Rockfell’s hideous feet. The procedure itself wasn’t as horrible as I expected. They took away my clothes and personal belongings and locked them away. After that, they sent me to the showers and ordered me to clean myself thoroughly. I tried to take as much time under the hot, comforting water as I could. The staff wasn’t violent, they didn’t need to be. There was no way for me