Patheticus Minimus 3D

Sometimes, whenever Ms Mukta is in a foul mood, she steps out into her back passageway in order to have a calming cigarette and to take out her frustrations on me - either verbally or physically, or both! I am, of course, a sitting duck for her to take out her young-womanly anger upon, but tonight, mercifully, I am 'fortunate' in that it is just her verbal abuse that I must suffer as I humbly and terrifiedingly kiss her BLACK LEATHER BOOTS in the darkness! 'Kiss my boots, f***wit slave!... F***ing moron!' 'Yes, mistress Mukta madam. At once, mistress Mukta madam. Please don't hurt me, mistress?' She angrily mimics my pathetic plea: 'Oh please don't hurt me, mistress!... F***WIT!' She's right, of course. I am  a 'f***wit'. And a frightened footslave! Ms Mukta takes out her anger and frustrations on me, her back passageway footslave 'Kiss my boots, f***wit slave!... F***ing moron!' One can only hope her late-night cigarette wil...

A superb young woman uses a manky old street footslave to have her boots kiss-respected. He really is utter trash in the face of such beauty! A man passing by – a magnificent man –  laughs heartily at the pathetic, bootkissing slave trash, as well he might! A passer-by laughs at the bootkissing slave The young woman is determined to have the public footslave's respect! He dare not look up at her legs... ...since his lowly place is at her BOOTS... ...and beneath her SOCKS! She deftly switches her BOOTED FEET in front of his face, replacing her tattooed leg with her non-tattooed leg! Meanwhile a magnificent master-sir gleefully passes by... ...laughing at the slave and glad that he  isn't the one having to kiss-respect a girl's BOOTS! Haha, what a loser the slave is! A piece of lowly, bootkissing TRASH! But from the slave's humble perspective, it is better to KISS BOOT than incur a customer's WRATH! This is, after all, what he's here for... ...to respectfully ki...

My mistress Mukta madam mockingly stops to ask me if I need anything as she is on her way out to the shops. It’s a wholly sarcastic question because she knows full well that, as a slave, I am entitled to nothing. Nevertheless, I must dignify her nugatory question with a polite and obsequious response: ‘Oh pray mistress Mukta madam, thanking you kindly for your kind question, mistress, but this slave wants for nothing, madam, especially now that the mistress’s shoe is on his mouth, mistress, if you would be so kind and understanding to a humble slave at your feet, most glorious mistress?’ She laughs out loud at my undignified response and casts a disparaging backwards glance down at me as she then marches off to the shops!  Mockingly asking me, her back passageway fotslave, if I require anything from the shops? It's a nugatory, sarcastic question, of course! But I dignify it with an obsequious and craven response as I kiss-respect my mistress's LOAFER SHOES... ...and study t...