Lalo Cortez - Power has a Scent - Lalo Cortez

You’re a poor, fat, stupid loser, and now you’re in serious trouble. you forgot to wash lalo’s socks—his filthy, stinking socks. lalo glares at you with pure contempt and starts tearing into you. “you just don’t get it,” he says. “rich men wash their socks regularly. i might wear the same pair for days, but my perfect feet deserve better than that.” he threatens to fire you. panicking, you beg him for another chance, explaining that you desperately need this job. lalo ignores your pleading and keeps humiliating you. as punishment, he you to bring his unwashed socks up to your face and take a long, deep breath of their foul smell. watching your embarrassment, he starts lecturing you about how the world works. “men with power are the ones who give orders. poor boys like you exist to serve men like me.” with a smug grin, lalo slowly swings his sweaty foot in front of your face, teasing you and pushing your limits. then you to accept it, convinced that this proves his complete dominance over you. as it goes on, you realize—to your own surprise—that your initial disgust is slowly giving way to a strange fascination with lalo’s godlike feet, something you never imagined you could feel.