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Haughty High Heels

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It’s not all about scruffy SNEAKERS and SOCKS on the public highway. A public footslave will occasionally encounter a smart pair of hardworking, if haughty, high heels! A pair of high heels click-clack their way across the concrete towards me They stop directly in front of me, as if challenging me to disrespect their female authority! Then the right high-heeled shoe is unceremoniously shoved onto my menial mouth... ...whilst its wearer focuses on her text messages She can't even be bothered to inspect my lowly lip-work on her haughty, high-heeled shoes! But it's a lip-work which is deeply respectful of the shoes' hard work and success! I look up to the foot in front of me There may not be any SOCK CREASES to study and admire But there are , of course, FEMALE FOOT VEINS! Hardworking veins that have been inside these unsocked shoes all day! I can detect the faint odour of fabulous female foot... ...mixed in with the patent shoeleather! Meanwhile, the wearer of the shoes conti...
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Mischievous Master-Sir

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Shortly after Ms Mukta madam has left me, a master-sir in an equally mischievous mood comes over to crouch down before me and mock me with his words. He asks me how I had liked it, having to ‘ kow tow to that bird’s feet’ ? Didn’t I feel shame? Didn’t I feel humiliation? I respectfully and politely confirm to the magnificent master-sir that I did indeed feel shame and humiliation, but that that is par for the course for a down-in-the-dirt footslave like me, sir, begging his manly pardon and forgiveness, master-sir? The man, quite rightly, laughs at me and then goes on to enquire as to whether I wasn’t disappointed by the ‘ plain greyness ’ of the girl’s SOCKS? Wouldn’t I have preferred it if she was wearing colourful, flowery-patterned feminine SOCKS, instead of plain old grey ones? I politely and respectfully explain to the master-sir that the choice of a customer’s SOCKS is entirely their choice, master sir, and that I am duty-bound by Law to respect and admire all my customers...
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Ms Mukta's Mischievous Mood

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Oftentimes, regular customer-mistress Ms Mukta madam is in a mischievous mood when she visits me. Instead of getting straight down to business and having me kiss-respect her feet, she will toy with me and tease me, asking me silly questions about whether I like her SOCKS? Or, have I missed her SOCKS? Such questions are 'silly' only because the answers are obvious - of course  I have missed her SOCKS. Ms Mukta madam knows full well that her SOCKS are my life, and are way more important to me than all of my other customers' SOCKS put together, as they are her  SOCKS, on her  feet, and she is GODDESS! Sometimes, if she is in a particularly mischievous mood, she might even deny me the sight of her SOCKS, temporarily at least! Tonight, for example, she begins my torment by resting her right, SNEAKERED and SOCKED foot on top of my humble head, and pressing down on it, mockingly asking me if I can feel the weight  of her RIGHT SOCK, even though I can't see it? All Ms Mukta...
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