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Slave Hole (ii)

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Next to approach the decrepit old slave in the slave hole is a master-sir. The pathetic old slaveman can't see whether the magnificent master-sir is wearing any SOCKS inside his BOOTS. All he can observe is the ornate STITCHING on the outsides of the   master-sir's BOOTS. He nevertheless kisses them with the exact same reverence he had kissed the BOOTS of the beautiful, SOCK-WEARING sergeant-mistress earlier in the day! The pathetic, old slave-hole slave kisses the BOOTS of yet another passer-by This time they are the BOOTS of a magnificent master-sir! By Law, the slave must show the exact same respect to a master's  BOOTS as he would to a mistress's  BOOTS And this applies even if  he is unable to ascertain whether or not the master-sir is wearing any SOCKS inside his BOOTS! Haha, no wonder the man looks down upon the slave! He's just a BOOTKISSING, decrepit old slave man in a dirty slave hole! The slave pathetically admires the ornate STITCHING on the outsides of ...

Slave Hole

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‘Slave Holes’ are places where decrepit old slaves are effectively put out to pasture. Still capable of kissing feet, but little else, they are semi-abandoned and required to merely kiss their betters’ feet for the remainder of their lowly days. When the slave eventually dies, the hole is bricked up and becomes his ignominious tomb. A young woman, a member of the 'Female Army of Barbaria' (FAB), has her boots kiss-respected by a decrepit old slaveman in a slave hole He must kiss her FEMALE BOOTS... ... beneath her FEMALE SOCKS A SOCK of POWER! Haha, this is where the decrepit old slave man will spend the rest of his days... ...effectively entombed in an ignominious slave hole and kissing the FEET of his BETTERS! No wonder the young woman, a sergeant, looks down upon him with female contempt! He's just the DIRT at her FEET... ...fit for nothing other than to KISS BOOTS! She abandons him to his lowly fate She has already forgotten about him And all he can do is await the next...

Office Glass Footrest

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 A pretty office mistress rests her feet over my face whilst she is seated at her office desk high above me She is distracted by a personal phone call... ...as she rests her loafered feet subliminally on the glass footrest over my face All I can see - but sadly not touch   - is the SOLE of her OFFICE SHOE! Her superb office shoes are just inches from my confined face... ...not that she is thinking about me! Why would she? I'm just another piece of office furniture... ...fit only to look up at her in the FOOT! She casually kicks off one of her SHOES and wiggles her pedicured TOES directly above my face I dare not look at her above the ANKLES... ...beautiful girl though she is! My lowly place is to be encased in glass... ...beneath her FEET!

For A Change

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It’s always a nice change to kiss a visitor’s feet, even if I can sense how much they, quite rightly, despise me! I mean, what could be more pathetic and despicable than a back-passageway footslave? A stranger approaches me in the back passageway leading to my mistress Mukta's house I can feel her contempt for me dripping from her face However, it's always nice for a lowly footslave such as myself to have a new pair of unfamiliar sneakers to taste... ...and a new pair of unfamiliar socks to admire! Especially the SOCKS! I have no idea who this young woman is... ...but she clearly must be a friend or acquaintance of my mistress Mukta She is therefore deserving of my utmost slavish respect! She leaves me to rot in the dirt behind her as she heads towards my mistress's door I keep my humble head suitably bowed behind the sneakers I have just kissed... ...and the SOCKS I have just admired! In the distance, I hear the back door opening...  ...and the much more familar sneakers ...

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