One day, a young twenty year old woman named Caitlin was relaxing by lying back on her bed, listening to some music from her phone through her earbuds. Her parents had gone out for a nice dinner date for the night, so Caitlin was left home alone to do whatever she pleased.

Caitlin blissfully shut her eyes tight, allowing her mind to get lost in the rhythm of one of her favorite songs. Unbeknownst to Caitlin, a mysterious figure had slowly opened the door to her bedroom and carefully crept inside. The figure was an attractive older woman who had been planning to break into the house the next time the owners left.

Caitlin was so tuned into the song she was listening to, that she didn’t even notice the woman walk up to her bed and start leering down right at her. The woman reached down towards one of her own sexy leather boots and pulled it off, right before she peeled off her stinky and sweaty sock that was clinging to her foot.

Caitlin was rudely awakened when she felt someone press something incredibly smelly against her nose. She opened her eyes wide in panic as she immediately thought that someone had brought a chloroform-soaked rag up to her face, until she quickly realized that she was being made to smell someone’s dirty used sock.

Caitlin lifted up her face to look ahead at an attractive older woman who was wearing a skin-tight black leather jumpsuit, looking like a sexy thief in the younger woman’s eyes. Caitlin was just about to start screaming at the thief to get away from her. However, the thief was pushing one hand over the back of Caitlin’s head while using her other hand to continue pressing her smelly sock against her nose.

The foul scent traveled up into Caitlin’s nostrils and made her pass out right into the older woman’s arms. Right before she closed her eyes to drift off into sleep, Caitlin could’ve sworn that she saw the thief shoot her a wickedly evil smile.

When Caitlin started woozily opening up her eyes again, she nearly had a heart attack when she realized that she had been restrained to a chair in the middle of her bedroom sometime after she had passed out. There were rope restraints keeping her wrists and feet tied to the arms and legs of the chair, making it impossible for her to try to escape.

Caitlin was suddenly reminded of the woman who had knocked her out in the first place, when she noticed the thief standing a few feet away from the chair holding her smelly sock in the air from her hand. The thief took a few small steps forward while bringing her sock closer to Caitlin’s face. Caitlin begun to panic as she thought the scent of the sock was going to make her pass out yet again, and the scared look on her face made the thief break out into a wicked laugh.

“Oh, you don’t need to worry your pretty little head about getting knocked out by me again.” The thief evilly giggled. “I made sure to readjust your mind a bit while you were sleeping, to make absolute sure my foot stink won’t make you pass out again.” The thief, who finally introduced herself as Robin to her captive, held out her smelly sock mere inches from Caitlin’s face and started slowly waving it back and forth, almost like a hypnotic pendant.

Caitlin was surprised to soon find herself following the repetitive movement of Robin’s stinky sock waving back and forth with her eyes. Robin’s sock was so rancid, that Caitlin could’ve sworn she saw green stink lines freely flowing near every little swing the sock made in its arc. Soon, the foul fumes of the sock began slowly drifting into Caitlin’s nostrils, casting a stormy smelly cloud of foot stink right above her brain.

Caitlin was deliriously moaning while sticking her tongue out the side of her mouth, feeling the cloud of foot stink start stripping away her thoughts from her mind. Robin reached down near herself and used her free hand to pull off her other leather boot. Once she stripped off her other sock and held it up near Caitlin’s face alongside her other sock, she tied the cuffs of both of her socks together in a tight knot around the back of Caitlin’s head.

Robin roughly stuffed the toes of her stinky socks right into Caitlin’s mouth, forcing the young woman to both smell her hazy socks while sucking the sweat out of them at the same time. Caitlin’s senses of taste and smell were being simultaneously assaulted by the thief’s rank socks, and she felt so much foot stink clouding around her entire mind, that it was beginning to make her head hurt.

Robin noticed Caitlin struggling against the socks’ scent, so she stepped behind the chair and lovingly brushed her fingers alongside her captive’s soft brunette hair. Soon, the thief started rubbing her thumbs around and around in little circles over the upper corners of Caitlin’s forehead, causing the young woman to let out a little grunt of relief from Robin soothing away the hazy cloud from her mind.

“Hmm… you seem to be really enjoying all the comforting little massages that my fingers are pressing into your temples, aren’t you?” Robin teasingly asked. “They sure do a good job at rubbing away the foot fumes that are filling your head and making you so docile.”

“Mmm… yeah…” Caitlin muffled through the stinky socks that were plugged into her mouth with a pleased tone in her voice.

“And I bet you’re even starting to like the scent of my socks and my sweaty feet too, right?” Robin rubbed her thumbs a little harder around Caitlin’s temples.

“Ohhh… yeah, a little bit…” Caitlin happily moaned out loud.

“Since you’re enjoying my head rubs so much, perhaps you would be willing to tell me where your mother keeps some valuable jewelry, hmm?” Robin goaded her increasingly entranced captive.

When Caitlin realized what Robin was up to, she started desperately scrounging up what little resistance she had remaining in her mind so she could defy Robin’s control. “N…no… never… I won’t tell…” She bravely wheezed out.

Robin immediately removed her hands from Caitlin’s head. The throbbing pain that Robin’s foot fumes were causing by filling up Caitlin’s head like a balloon, was now returning in full force and weighing down heavily over Caitlin’s brain. “Fine then. If you’re not going to help me locate the most valuable treasures inside of your house, then I’m not going to help wipe away my foot fumes that are swimming around inside of your head.” Robin scoffed.

Caitlin was groaning from the dull pain caused by the stinky socks that were pouring their scent into her nostrils and pressing over her mind. The pain was becoming so unbearable to her, that Caitlin began cracking under the pressure. “M…my mom… she keeps her… most expensive jewelry… under her bed…”

Robin held her hands back out towards the sides of Caitlin’s head, and rubbed her thumbs around both of Caitlin’s temples to reward her for obediently following her orders. “Such a good girl, so generously assisting me and following my every command. As promised, I will happily soothe your aching head the more you so generously assist me.”

Caitlin happily sighed out loud as she felt a great weight being lifted off of her mind. “Thank you so much…” Caitlin was starting to enjoy the surprisingly pleasant smell of Robin’s socks so much, that she felt herself getting increasingly wet with arousal. This almost broke her out of her trance, which Robin promptly noticed and rubbed her fingers a little firmer over her temples to keep her captive further entranced.

“Looks like you’re starting to get a little enjoyment out of my potent foot stink, hun.” Robin mischievously chuckled. “Know of any good expensive designer clothes or accessories I could take for myself, sweetie?” Robin was alternately rubbing her fingers up and down both of Caitlin’s temples in a mock-loving kind of way.

“Nnn… I really… shouldn’t tell…” Caitlin struggled through the socks’ smelly assault against her mind’s increasingly weakening defenses.

Robin removed her hands from Caitlin’s head once again. “No answer, no head rubs.”

The smelly foot fumes that continued pouring through Caitlin’s nose were staying put in the young woman’s head, swirling around her brain and gassing out every one of her thoughts. The uncomfortable pressure of the foot fumes began pressing against her mind once more and causing Caitlin to develop a splitting headache.

“M-m…my mom keeps some… really expensive clothes… hanging behind some of her more ordinary clothes… in the left of her walk-in closet…” Caitlin was whining from the unbearable pain that was squeezing the truth right out of her brain.

Robin started rubbing the foot fumes right out of Caitlin’s head to reward her for her obedience, and earned an appreciative moan from her captive. “My, my. It seems as if your cravings for me to relieve you of your unbearable headaches and making you feel so good, are more than enough to make you sell out your dignity to me.” Robin leaned her face near one of Caitlin’s cheeks to possessively kiss it. “What would your parents think of you?”

Even though Caitlin’s mind was currently marinating in a stew of Robin’s sock stench, the thief’s teasing question broke the young woman out of her trance a little bit in a desperate attempt to resist fully falling under her control. “I… I… I’m not gonna sell out…”

Robin moved her face near one of Caitlin’s ears so she could whisper inside of it. “Oh, are you sure about that? You’re not going to tell me where any large wads of cash may be located, hmm?”

Caitlin was really struggling against Robin’s repeated onslaught against her mind. “Nnnoooo… I already said… I won’t… sell out…”

Robin moved her head away from Caitlin’s ear, and took her hands away from Caitlin’s temples once again. Caitlin was mentally screaming to herself as she felt the increasing pressure of Robin’s foot fumes piling up on top of her weary mind, pushing down against her brain and causing her so much mental discomfort. As hard as it was to continue opposing Robin’s will, Caitlin tried as hard as she could to not completely give up. “You won’t… make me…”

“Well, I hope you’re looking forward to never getting my foot fumes rubbed out of your head ever again, then.” Robin smugly told her captive.

Robin’s evil smile grew wider as she witnessed Caitlin’s face uncomfortably scrunch up, looking more and more in desperate need of relief with each passing second. “Just answer my question dear, and I promise I will rub the crushing pain out of your head.”

Caitlin finally gave into Robin’s demands, being unable to withstand the uncomfortable pressure of the thief’s smelly foot fumes filling her head any longer. “There’s a cookie jar… sitting on a counter right next to the microwave… there’s several wads of cash stuffed inside of it…”

Caitlin moaned in a mix of pleasure and relief as soon as Robin started rubbing little circles around both of her temples. “Good girl… good girl…” Robin praised her captive. “See how wonderful it feels to give into my control and mindlessly follow my every whim and every desire?”

“Me… good…girl…” Caitlin slurred with a delirious tone in her voice, slumping slightly in her chair while drooling out of the corner of her sock-stuffed mouth. The combination of Robin’s firm yet gentle massages over the sides of her forehead, and getting repeatedly praised by her captor as if she were being spoken to like she were a loyal puppy, was heavily increasing the arousal that Caitlin was feeling.

Robin increased the pressure of her fingers a bit more firmly against Caitlin’s temples. “I’m gonna rub out the last of my foot fumes that have been clogging up your mind.” Robin soothed. “All of your memories of getting interrogated by me are gonna pour out of your ears, along with the smelly scent of my socks. You’re gonna forget everything that happened today.” Robin let out a wicked-sounding giggle.

Panic started settling into Caitlin’s voice as she struggled to think about how badly her parents would suffer from a robbery. “W-wait… how am I gonna be able to provide a witness… for my parents… if I can’t remember any evidence…” Caitlin struggled to ask the thief.

“That’s the point, dear.” Robin was alternately rubbing her fingers up and down the sides of Caitlin’s forehead in a seductively possessive way. “I’m gonna rub out any evidence of my robbery right out of your mind.” The thief laughed evilly.

Right before Caitlin was about to scream out for help, her eyes slammed shut into a peaceful sleep once Robin had massaged enough of her thoughts out of her mind. Robin carefully untied the rope restraints that were keeping Caitlin tied to the chair, pulled her saliva-soaked sock gag out of Caitlin’s mouth, and then picked her up in her arms and carried her over to her bed bridal-style.

Robin gently laid down Caitlin’s body over the length of her mattress until her head was softly perched over a pillow. Robin set Caitlin’s phone along with her earbuds down on the mattress right next to Caitlin’s peaceful resting body. Robin fit the earbuds in Caitlin’s ears and tapped through a playlist of Caitlin’s favorite songs on her phone screen, until she selected a song for Caitlin to listen to while she slept.

Robin leaned over to plant a kiss over Caitlin’s lips, which curled up into a small smile in response. Robin brought one of her hands closer to Caitlin’s head so she could lovingly stroke up and down her soft brunette hair, and then started twirling a finger through a single strand of her hair. “Let your music wash your thoughts away, until you completely forget all about me and what I’ve done to you.” Robin soothed.

Now that all of Robin’s foot fumes that had once been squeezed into every orifice of her mind had been completely eliminated, Caitlin could sense the notes of the music she was listening to freely flowing inside of her mind and pushing out the rest of her thoughts for the day. “Forget… all about… you…” Caitlin trailed off in her sleep, now dreaming of getting repeatedly kissed by a mysterious woman she couldn’t recognize.

While Caitlin continued sleeping the night away, Robin searched for all the spots in the house that she had conditioned Caitlin into revealing for her, so she could rob every valuable item before Caitlin’s parents would return home late at night.