Scenes of Footslavery Vol 4
1. At The Diner
The master-sir enjoys the company of his pretty girlfriend at the local diner:
Whilst the slave ‘enjoys’ the company of her sneakers and socks beneath the table:
No coffee and donuts for him! And rightly so – for he must quietly and unobtrusively concentrate on his mistress’s sneakers and socks, as befits a young woman’s personal footslave whilst she is out with her boyfriend on a hot date:
Nonetheless, he is pathetically thinking, ‘I wonder what tasty morsels my mistress’s sneakers and socks may contain within them, when she orders me to sniff and lick the insides of her discarded footwear later this evening?’
He means foot grease; sock lint; and toejam!
2. Make A Wish
The kindly mistress, seated on the edge of the wishing well, is offering the head-cage slave at her feet some of her ice-cream:
But the slave only has one wish – for a close up view of her star-patterned socks:
Which, pathetically, is our wish also!
Here is his slave’s eye view through the bars of his ground-level cage:
And here is that sock:
When you wish upon a star….
3. Backstreet Footwipe
The master-sir is very proud of his young lady – for wiping the dirty soles of her stylish, platform shoes on the upturned face of the backstreet-footwipe:
So much so, that he decides to try it out for himself, whilst embracing his beloved and sexy girlfriend above the slave’s face:
Oh, the humility of being a public footwipe for all and sundry to use!
4. Backstreet Footcleaner
The two beautiful prostitutes make full and proper use of my footcleaning head in between breaks from their punters – and rightly so; for they are my infinite betters:
Truly I am where I belong – at the feet of hardworking prostitutes.
5. Crawler
The slave dutifully crawls on all fours behind his superior master and mistress as they walk along the street – focussing in particular on the backs of his mistress’s white, high-heeled pumps and matching white socks beneath her smart, business-suit, trouser hems:
This is what he sees:
And from behind:
Note the hint of white sock on the back of mistress’s superior ankle beneath her flapping trouser-hem, and focus in on it – like the crawler-slave that you are:
Admire the straight lines of stitching in her sock as she walks along, and yearn to see a sock crease!
That’s right, pathetic slave – twist your crawling head to one side so that you may observe even more of her white sock on her shapely anklebone; the sweaty sock of your business-class better:
Pathetic sock-nuzzler!
