Gagged and helpless, the businessman watches as Brads' gaze locks onto his feet. The hulking captor commands, "Smell them," and the businessman obliges, inhaling the scent of his own sweat and the faint hint of his cologne. Brads growls in appreciation, his nose buried in the businessman's arch. He licks, sucks, and nibbles, his enthusiasm growing with each toe he devours. The businessman's muffled cries fill the room, his body tensing as Brads' touch sends electric shocks up his legs.