Patheticus Minimus 3D

More trials and tribulations of everyday footslaves. Scroll down for tribulations in reverse numerical order 10. Like mother; like daughter 9. She knows what she likes! 8. Happy Retirement, Master Robert Sir! 7. False accusations; genuine whip-lashes 6. Her Needs 5. Dirty Stop-Out, Customer-Princess Natalie & Her Late-Night, Public Bootserf 4. Slings & Arrows 3. Alternative means of communication 2. Scourge 1. Presumptions of innocence   10. Like mother; like daughter The forty-something, African-Caribbean, officer-worker madam, and her twenty-something, mixed-race, office-junior, mistress daughter, are enjoying a familial cigarette break in the smoking area out the back of their family office (a portacabin). They, quite rightly, decide they might as well also have their respective shoes lickshined by me, the local, public footservant, since I am located in their unofficial smoking-area – though in the case of the younger woman her shoes are flat, black, laced-

Inspired by the imaginative slave Nylonsniff; written by the talented slave Paul! The result – a femdom, foot-fetish masterpiece! Although the modern Gynarchy Empire was a happy and content, if somewhat isolated world, some of the master species (females) decided that the laws and statues of the land were far too lenient on the second class citizens (free males). As a result, a large number of these rather haughty women broke away from the society to form their own society in the centre of the Gynarchy capital of Barbaria! The women (and some free males) colonised an abandoned peninsula that was once an ancient Gynarchian fort. Years passed by, and the small (yet ever growing) town was blossoming. The inhabitants set up their own government and laws similar to that of the outside world of the Gynarchy. The name of this secondary civilisation was somewhat unimaginatively called: ‘Gynarchy X’. Some would argue that the X stood for X ile, signifying the low regard that some of the Gyn