Anyone for Tennis Socks?
My mistress Brianna is a very keen amateur sportswoman. At 23 years of age, she is at her peak of physical beauty and fitness – unlike me, her flabby, ugly, middle-aged personal footslave. Indeed, free people are always commenting on the stark contrast between my mistress’s beauty and her footslave’s ugliness. But my mistress likes it that way – she likes the fact that even her somewhat bony feet, the humblest part of her beautiful body, are considered more appealing to look at than my ugly, male, slave face. Right now my ugly, male, slave face is paying homage to her beautiful female feet by crawling behind and staring at her bony, feminine heels and ankles as she strides purposefully into the ladies’ tennis club. My mistress has not yet changed into her tennis gear, and so she is still wearing her casual ‘student’ clothes consisting of a pink T shirt and black, soft leather, ballet flats on bare feet underneath the frayed and turned-up hems of her favourite pair of blue denim jeans.