Thai Bride
Tale no 16. – Thai Bride ‘Life as a public footslave in the central square of Barbaria is, of course, full of daily humiliations. How else would it be, when you are compelled to kneel over a wooden footblock all day long, kissing and licking and smelling the dirty feet and footwear of often extremely arrogant and imperious young women? But it can be even worse than that. For me, the biggest humiliation is when I am required to make another man look good in front of his female partner. Free men in the Gynarchy of Barbaria just love to ‘lord it over’ we humble, male footslaves as a way of impressing their girlfriends, and ‘lording it over’ us usually takes the form of directing exactly how we honour and obey their girlfriends’ or wives’ or fiancées’ feet and/or footwear as we carry out our public duties. What puts me in mind of all this is an incident which occurred yesterday afternoon. It was a lovely, bright, hot and sunny day in the square – lovely and hot, that is, for the free wome