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Pathetic, Permanent Slave Of Feet

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My magnificent master-sir has me kiss-respect his feet in front of his pretty girlfriend. She laughs at me as she looks down upon me, and rightly so. All POWER to the master-sir, and to his good lady girlfriend, for they are both my betters, and I am nothing but the slave of their FEET! Mistress giggles as master has me kiss-respect his manly feet in the hallway of their apartment He is a great man - and she is a great woman! It is an honour  for me to grovel at their feet... ...to taste my master's HAIRY TOES and smell his musty LEATHER SANDAL! Of course, his girlfriend's (my mistress's) FEET and FOOTWEAR have also oftentimes been kissed by my menial mouth! She is my master every bit as much as my master himself - being my master's girlfriend! Indeed, right now I would much rather be kissing the pretty mistress's SNEAKERS and SOCKS! I can't help but eyeing the soft female SNEAKERS and SOCKS as my lips touch masculine TOE-HAIR But, for now at least, they are ou...

Boon

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It is always a boon  for a public footslave like me when a customer wears their trousers at half-mast, as it means I get a full and uninterrupted view of their SOCKS whilst I am kissing their feet or lickshining their shoes. Such pathetic 'perks' are the humble highlights of my day! The stranger approaches me with confidence and aplomb 'Kiss my feet, boy!' She promptly presents her right sneakered foot to my menial mouth... ...and then turns her female attention to the contents of her phone... ...high above me! What a BOON for the likes of lowly me... ...to have such a full and uninterrupted view of her SOCK whilst my lowly lips pay homage to her sneaker-toe! I study the lines of STITCHING in the black and white stripy SOCK... ... secretly admiring, in particular, how the SOCK MATERIAL stretches over her inner ankle bone... ...and the contrast in the patterns of the STITCHING between the upper  and lower  areas of her SOCK! I'm pathetic like that - an incorrigible S...

For Her Benefit

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A slave must kneel in abject silence at his master’s feet and listen to him boast about his skill and prowess with the WHIP to his pretty girlfriend. There can be no doubt that the slave’s master is a truly magnificent man, who knows how to apply the WHIP to his slave with maximum effect. Hence the slave’s craven cowering at the master’s feet. The master’s girlfriend is both delighted and impressed by her man’s mastery of the WHIP – and the slave! She would love to see the WHIP being put into action! Perhaps the slave will be WHIPPED – just for her benefit? A master-sir boasts to his pretty girlfriend about his skill and dexterity with the WHIP... ...a WHIP which hovers ominously over his slave's humble head! The recipient of the WHIP kneels in craven silence at his mighty master's FEET... ...staring at his master's SANDALS and FOOT HAIRS! The FOOT HAIRS of a REAL MAN! Of course, the pathetic, craven slave would much rather be studying his master's girlfriend...

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