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Limbering Up

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It’s early morning and the sun has not yet risen, but a jaunty Ms Mukta madam is already out for her early-morning jog. Fortunately for me, my face is awake to greet her, as she stops to perform her limbering-up exercises directly in front of it. I must stare at her running sneakers and socks as she does so, observing the creases and folds coming and going in her socks as she stretches her ankle muscles. ‘Morning, sockieboy! You ready to start kissing feet?’ ‘Good morning Ms Mukta madam. Yes, indeed, mistress madam, if it so pleases you, Ms Mukta madam?’ It’s not every customer that I can get away with such familiarity and seeming footslavish impudence, but regular customer Ms Mukta madam is, generally speaking, a sweet and kind customer-mistress! She duly presents me with her right sneaker for respect-kissing and my lowly lips get their first taste of female footwear for the day. After I have kissed both her sneakers several times, she kindly criticises me: ‘You’ll have to kiss better...
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Asian Gynarchy Village

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In an Asian Gynarchy village, the village feetslave is buried up to his neck in the dirty ground and must kiss-respect the villagers’ feet to order A hardworking peasant girl has her feet kissed by the village feetslave, watched over by the village elder She has been busy gathering up leaves and therefore fully deserves her feetkissing by the slave The village elder, meanwhile, enjoys sitting next to the feetslave and observing his constant humiliation For his humble part, the village feetslave makes sure to fully embrace the peasant-girl's BIG TOE with his menial mouth Better to KISS FEET than invoke the villagers' WRATH! The young woman ensures that the feetslave kisses BOTH her sandaled feet... ...since each FOOT is equally deserving of the feetslave's respect! Likewise, we can assume the slave's lowly lips will have oftentimes embraced the TOES of the village elder-sir... ...HAIRY TOES in MUSTY-SMELLING SANDALS! But, for now at least, the slave's mouth and nose ...
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A Footslave's Eternal Shame

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To my eternal footslave shame, I don’t hear the pretty customer-mistress click-clacking her way towards me from across the town square late at night, and I therefore continue with my illicit slumbers (‘illicit’ because a public footslave is never off duty and should therefore remain awake and alert at all times, however impossible that might be from a purely physiological point of view!) To her eternal credit, the smartly-dressed young woman doesn’t simply kick me awake in the face, as most disgruntled customers would almost certainly do, but instead crouches down to my lowly level to gently awaken me with her seemingly kind and warm, but in reality, mocking words. She faux-apologises for ‘disturbing’ me, and wonders if she ‘might impose’ upon me by ‘requesting’ me to lickshine her shoes, even though it is so late at night? She explains that her shoes have been on her feet all day and are not only starting to hurt, but they have also become decidedly dusty and dirty. She doesn’t wan...
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