Patheticus Minimus 3D

I'd like to say that I am intimately acquainted with my pretty mistress. But that's never  going to happen. I'm just a slave! However, after three long years of enslavement to her, I am  intimately acquainted with her BOOTS and SOCKS, since I must follow them to heel everywhere she goes! Here you see me kneeling beneath her seat on the floor of the bus with my humble, slave head in between her BOOTED and SOCKED ankles. I know every nook and cranny of those BOOTS and SOCKS - every CREASE in the brown BOOTLEATHER; every STITCH in the grey SOCKS; I am familiar with the AROMA of her BOOTS and SOCKS, and their FEEL on my forehead. I am also, sadly, intimately acquainted with her WHIP and its BITING STING ! Kneeling on the dirty floor of the bus with my humble head in between my mistress's BOOTS and SOCKS I am intimately acquainted with them... ...their SMELLS; their TEXTURES... ...their FEEL on my LIPS; and my FOREHEAD! Of course, I would much rather be intimately acquainted...

Regular customer and local goddess-mistress, Ms Kadal madam, pays an all-too fleeting visit to my confined face, thereby honouring me with her precious BOOT and SOCK presence. I recognise, from the corner of my footslave eye, the approaching BOOTS and SOCKS of local goddess Ms Kadal madam She stops directly in front of my face and mocks me, by asking me if I would like to kiss-worship her BOOTS? It's a rhetorical question, of course, because we both know I am ultra-eager to do so, since I'm just a slave! I can sense divine Ms Kadal madam looking down upon me with a mixture of contempt and pity... ...for I am such a lowly creature at her BOOTS! Even her SOCKS are higher than me! She deftly switches her BOOTED FEET in front of my face... ...whilst continuing to despise me... ...as well she might! But, for a helpless public footslave like me, it is better to KISS BOOT than INVOKE WRATH! BOOTS, or a BEATING! Being a WEED, I opt for kissing her BOOTS! She tarries for a few minutes....

Regular customer to my shoelick stand, Ms Kadal madam, relishes lording it over me and having me in her female power as she sits above me: ‘Clean my boots, slavey!’ ‘Yes, Ms Kadal madam. At once, Ms Kadal madam. Please don’t whip me, miss?’ She looks down on me with a mixture of contempt and amusement as I obediently and slavishly start to lickshine her brown leather ankleboots. ‘Look up at my sock while you’re licking my boot, slavey!’ ‘Yes, Ms Kadal madam. Your sock is fabulous, miss, like you, miss. Truly, it is a privilege for the likes of lowly me to be so close to your sock whilst I am tasting where you have been, goddess-mistress Ms Kadal madam.’ Meanwhile, a real man walks past us. I can sense he is laughing at me in my utter powerlessness in front of my pretty customer-mistress’s BOOTS and SOCKS! I’m just an Asian girl’s pathetic BOOT and SOCK slavey!  ‘Clean my boots, slavey!’ ‘Yes, Ms Kadal madam. At once, Ms Kadal madam. Please don’t whip me, miss?’ I set ab...