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Kissing Feet On The Piazza

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On an otherwise dreary evening, Ms Mukta has her old slavey kiss her feet on the piazza in front of her husband. The oldslavey has been ordered to KISS FEET His OWNERS and BETTERS watch from on high as he does so He obediently presses his puckered lips to his mistress's outstretched SNEAKER-TOE... ...in the face of her SOCK! Haha, this is truly where the pathetic old slavey belongs -- down amongst his BETTERS' SHOES and SOCKS For it is better for him to kiss his OWNERS' FEET than to feel the WRATH of their WHIP! His furrowed forehead therefore brushes against FEMALE SOCK... ...as he respectfully, and fearfully, kisses his mistress's DIRTY SNEAKER... ...whilst the equally DIRTY LOAFERS of her husband, the slave's MASTER-SIR, watch on! Haha, I'll wager the slave's LOWLY LIPS have oftentimes been ordered to kiss those MALE LOAFERS... ...and that his FEETKISSING FOREHEAD will have brushed against his MASTER'S SOCK? But, for now at last, it is the MISTRESS...

In The Sticks

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As a weedy footslave, I am positioned out in the sticks, along a country towpath. I am often threatened with sticks by those who use me, as is their perfect right, for under the Laws of the Gynarchy they are, of course, fully entitled to beat me with impunity! A young woman approaches me along the towpasth, holding a threatening-looking STICK! She stops directly in front of my confined face and points her BOOTED-TOE towards me, as an indication of what is to come next! 'Kiss my foot, slave!'... 'Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam... ...please don't beat me with your stick, madam?' I look upwards in fear at her SOCKTOP Her SOCKS loom large over my humble, weedy head! I'm frightened of them... ...and their wearer! I fear all  my customers' SOCKS! But, in this instance, it's the customer's knarly old STICK I should perhaps be more fearful of? The STICK of POWER... ...in the hands of a jubilant and mocking young woman! I have not encountered he...

In A Poor Part Of Town

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A beautiful girl has her sneakered feet kiss-respected by a dirty old footslave in a poor part of town She towers over me - the local public humble-head footslave I am on a lowly level with her SOCKS, as I am with all my customers! No wonder this beautiful young woman looks down on me and despises me! I am fit only to kiss her feet and look at her SOCKS! I endeavour to make sure she can really feel  my humiliation through her SNEAKER-TOE... ...as I stare admiringly at the CREASES in her SOCK This is, after all, the SOCK of a local GODDESS... ...and I am honoured  that she has bothered to stop for a feet-kissing! Indeed, she even switches her FEET in front of my face, to give me a humbling taste of both  her SNEAKERS! Oh how I am a thing that is despised. And rightly so! Soon, all too soon, she turns her back on me and continues on her way I watch humbly, and impotently, as her SNEAKERS walk away from me Those fabulous female SOCKS are still CREASED! I would willingly nose...

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