‘Bend your neck before your betters, dirty slave, and show them some respect! Kiss their feet, unless you want to feel my whip across your scrawny back!’
The public footservant has some nice footwear waiting to be lickshined in front of him this afternoon – after he has finished tongue-attending to the equally nice, black, patent leather mary-janes and white socks of the attractive Pakistani businesswoman at the head of the queue: The brown leather, mudstained Chelsea-boots of a smartphone-obsessed, beautiful blonde girl The grubby, black and white canvas sneakers of a magnificent, stubble-faced master-sir Lucky slave – to be serving a trio of such good-looking customers!
The office feetslave is at the beck and call of all the office workers, who know they are his superiors. They use him as a human footrest, and frequently have him kiss-respect their office feet! Here we see him humbly kissing an office lady’s ankleboots, whilst an office man-sir rests one of his smart shoes on the kneeling slave’s back. Kissing office feet and serving as an office footrest 'Haha, that's right feetyboy slave! Kiss Ms Abigail's office boots... ...And study her SOCKS while you're down there!' The mocking office master-sir's smart SHOE... ...and fancily-stitched SOCK! But it is the BOOTS and SOCKS in front of him that the office 'feetyboy slave' must focus on! The office BOOTS and SOCKS of Ms Abigail madam! Oh how humiliating! Oh how humbling for the slave - to have his head trapped in between Ms Abigail's SOCKED ANKLES! Whilst the SHOE and SOCK of the office master-sir rest on his kneeling back! The side of the slave's cheek brus...
A Gynarchy girl has brought along a portable stool to sit on so that she, and her boyfriend, can torment their local public humble-head all night! As he is a designated ‘sockieboy footslave’ she mockingly orders him to comment on her lacy, nylon SOCKS, which he does in the most effusive of terms, much to both her and her manly boyfriend’s amusement: ‘Oh pray, mistress madam, if it pleases you mistress madam, your nylon socks are fantastic , mistress, because they are your socks, on your feet, madam, and you are perfect, miss, begging your female pardon and that of your manly boyfriend for my slavish impertinence, madam? Oh mistress, I can see the individual fishnet-stitches in your socks, mistress, and the contrasting dark, narrower stitching in the tops of your lacy socks, madam. Oh your socks, miss! Your lacy nylon socks! Praise be unto your socks, miss!’ The happy couple are both smokers, making the slave even more effusive towards their socks: ‘Oh pray mistress, your ciga...