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Casual vs Smart

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A public footservant at a Gynarchy bus stop must accustomise himself to all kinds of FEET and FOOTWEAR - resting on his FACE! A bright, casually-dressed young woman of the Gynarchy wearing clogs on her feet approaches the bus stop She takes a seat directly over the bus-stop footslave, using his face as a footrest. And rightly so, for that's what he's there for! Meanwhile, she casually inspects the contents of her phone... ...whilst she is seated cross-legged, thus with one of her clogged feet hovering in the air... ...whilst the other rests on top of the slave's feckless forehead! All he can see, and smell, is CLOG! He examines the underside of the female clog with awe and respect - as befits a footslave! Her HEEL and SOLE press down upon his face! Then she subliminally kicks off her CLOG and positions her soft, feminine, BARE FOOT on his upturned face! Now he can smell SWEAT... ...and unvarnished TOENAILS...  ...as he stares up at shapely, female CALF MUSCLE! Her LEG is sm...
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My Hopes And Fears

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Sometimes my mistress Mukta orders me to straighten her SOCKS in front of her friends – just to demonstrate her ABSOLUTE FEMALE POWER over me! Ordered to straighten my mistress's SOCKS on her shins in front of one of her friends Her friend is wearing SOCKS also inside her KNEEBOOTS! I focus, however, on the humble task in hand... ...making sure my bony old fingers don't touch the mistress's superior, FEMALE SKIN! As her slave, I am only allowed to touch SOCK And she is keeping a beady eye on me as I go about my humiliating task! As is her pretty friend! She looks to be preparing for me to straighten her SOCKTOPS too! That would be my greatest hope and fear! For woe betide me should I inadvertently touch my mistress's friend's  LEGSKIN! I would be sure to be WHIPPED. And deservedly so!
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Tragedy Of The Pillory

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A beautiful young woman asks me how I am liking it – being confined in the pillory? I humbly and politely respond that I am not liking it that much, madam, as I am ignominiously prevented from kneeling down before her in order to kiss-respect her fabulous BOOTS and SOCKS, if she would be so kind and forgiving, miss, and begging her female pardon, miss? It is the tragedy of the pillory that I can look at , but not touch , my tormentors’ footwear! A pretty girl mocks and torments me as I languish in the public pillory I must confess to her my enormous frustration at not  being in a position to kiss-respect her BOOTS and SOCKS! You will note that, being a slave , I am not interested in the mistress's breasts... ...only her fabulous BOOTS and SOCKS... ...as befits a slave imprisoned in the pillory! Oh to get my menial mouth on that BOOTLEATHER! To trace my tongue along those zipper-tracks! To nuzzle the tops of her SOCKS below her knees! I apologise profusely to the BOOTS and SOCKS ...
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