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No Leeway

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Taskmistress Ms Priscilla madam is no respecter of age. She certainly allows no leeway to the more elderly galley slaves in her charge! She expects all her slaves to pull their weight, however weak and feeble they may appear to be. And her WHIP very much ensures that they do! ‘Put your bony old back into it, slave, or your ribcage will once again feel the warm embrace of my WHIP!’ ‘Yes, taskmistress Ms Priscilla madam. Oh pray, taskmistress Ms Priscilla madam, please don’t WHIP me, taskmistress Ms Priscilla madam. I will work harder, mistress! Oh truly I fear the WHIP, mistress madam! Madam I will kiss your BOOTS, madam?'’ ‘Put your bony old back into it, slave... ...or your ribcage will once again feel the warm embrace of my WHIP!’ ‘Yes, taskmistress Ms Priscilla madam. Oh pray, taskmistress Ms Priscilla madam...  ...please don’t WHIP me, taskmistress Ms Priscilla madam. I will work harder, mistress! I look over towards her BOOTS... ...as she towers ominously next to me with ...
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One Long Succession

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For the office footslave, the working day means one long succession of office feet to be humbly kiss-respected – from high heels to sneakers to loafers. All must feel his lowly lips reverentially placed upon them! The office footslave's long, working day is one of unremitting toil... ...kissing the feet of his betters From a manageress's black patent leather high heels... ...to an office junior's... ...white lace-up sneakers... ...or a male office worker's... ...brown leather slip-on loafers Each and every foot must be humbly and reverentially kiss-respected... ...by the office footslave's lowly lips He is not fit to look his office masters and mistresses in the eye... ...only in the foot! FEET are his daily bread and butter - the FEET of his BETTERS!
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Very Fetching

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Regular visitor to my ugly old shoelick face, beautiful Ms Mukta madam, looks very fetching in her cartoon-print boiler suit as she has me lickshine her equally fetching, side-sock revealing BOOTS! Ms Mukta - very fetching, from her head to her toes! It is an honour  for the likes of lowly me to lick the BOOTS of a fabulously beautiful young woman such as this! To taste where she has been... ...whilst studying and admiring her SOCKS! The SOCKS of a beautiful GODDESS! I look up to her SOCKS in every sense of the expression For they get to accompany her wherever she goes I could only ever aspire  to be a beautiful young woman's SOCK! But, by the look on her face, she would never deem me worthy  enough to be her SOCK! Ms Mukta madam has HIGH STANDARDS! And, to my eternal shame, I consistently fail to meet them That's why she visits me repeatedly - to make sure her BOOTS and SHOES are properly  tongue-cleaned to her satisfaction!
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Big Hitter

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‘Slave Bashers’ – customers who feel the need to threaten public footslaves with violence if they don’t comply with their will – come in all shapes and sizes. Generally speaking, the bigger the basher, the more subdued, submissive and respectful I must be! This particular big basher-sir wants his hairy big toes kiss-respected. So kiss-respected they shall be! Better to kiss BIG TOE than to receive a BASHING! The ground shakes as the large master-sir marches towards me 'Kiss my BIG TOES, slave!' Sir has brought along his WOODEN CLUB, to help ensure my compliance with his MASTERFUL WILL! I instantly comply with his wishes and embrace his HAIRY BIG TOE with my lowly, trembling lips! Better to obediently KISS BIG TOE, than to receive a BASHING! The TOE of a MASTER-SIR! I can smell the aroma of STALE FOOTSWEAT on his LEATHERY SANDAL But I must not baulk at the challenge! FEET are my business - kissing the feet of my betters... ...who come in all shapes and sizes and with all diffe...
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Unreachable Plate

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A magnificent and handsome master-sir out promenading with his pretty girlfriend spots my humble head on the street. Seeing the sign above my head which ignominiously declares me to be a ‘Sockieboy Footslave’, the happy couple proceed to mercilessly mock me, with the master-sir taking the lead. He begins by holding his loafered and socked ankle up to my confined face and asking me if I like his white socks, to which I reply that I like them very much sir, thanking you kindly for your kind question sir? He then has me describe in detail the STITCHING in his SOCK, before ordering me to kiss it, which I most humbly and reverentially do. The magnificent master-sir then turns my attention to his pretty girlfriend’s SOCKS. He faux-apologises for the fact that she is wearing stylishly long boots, but says that if I raise my humble head and stretch my 'scrawny' neck up as far as it can go, I should be able to kiss her white socktops? I humbly confirm to the master-sir that I can in...
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