Waiting In Line

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A number of people are waiting patiently in line to have their feet kissed by the head-in-the-wall, street-corner footslave.

Let’s see how they get on!

 

First we see the gormless fool attending to the cleats of a beautiful soccer-chick. She is trained to kick footballs; but what about slave-heads? I guess he just has to hope she will show him mercy!

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Note how the pathetic slave appears to be mesmerised by the creases in the young woman’s football socks!

 

Next he must tongue-attend to the pink and white, heart-themed, ballet flats of a jeans-wearing, young woman whilst she is engrossed in a telephone conversation above him.

For his part, the slave appears to be delirious with pathetic joy at the close-up sight of her white socks inside her metal-buckle-decorated, ballet flats:

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The slave can’t even bear to look, as he is next obliged to kiss the toe of a superior master-sir. It’s a new law in the Gynarchy – free males can make use of public footslaves too!

At least the slave has the compensation of knowing that a beautiful, young black woman is next in the queue!

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I thought as much! No closed eyes for the black girl!

This is clearly the highlight of his day! See how the slave eyes up the beautiful, young black woman’s socks as she stands demurely over him, ready to extend her canvas sneaker-toe up to his waiting lips for respectful street-kissing:

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But what’s this?! To the slave’s consternation, the cruel young woman merely turns around and uses the top of his bald head to wipe the dirt off her sneakersole!

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Ha! Ha! Way to go, young woman! You show him who’s boss! He’s yours to use in any way you see fit!

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