Geekdom
Tale no. 11 – Geekdom ‘One of the things I love about being a ladies’ public footslave in the central town square is the sheer fact that I can have no say on exactly who approaches my ‘step up’ shoelick-stand at any given time in order to have their feet attended to. Any woman - black or white, oriental or south Asian, rich or poor, beautiful or plain -can use my services, and as a male slave, I must afford each and every one of them the same degree of slavish respect and submissiveness. Take the young, white woman who is gaily approaching my ‘step up’ shoelick stand right now. She looks like a bit of a ‘geek’ – thick, black, horn-rimmed glasses; untidy, tousled, mousy-brown hair; scruffy blue denim jeans and a matching blue denim jacket over a plain, white T shirt; and – most significantly of all from my point of view as a humble footwear-slave – short, plain, white ankle-socks with flat, blue leather, strappy sandals. The blue sandals are open-toed and open-heeled with 3 broad str...