Patheticus Minimus 3D

The down-in-the-dirt, heterosexual footslave must focus on the backs of his master’s loafered heels, even though the pretty, pedicured and sandalled feet of his master’s girlfriend are just a metre or so away from his kneeling face

With her Gynarchy bible in one hand, and her female whip in the other, the religious black woman has me lickshine her boots on her way home from church every Sunday. She has me lick out the offending filth from every nook and cranny of her boots. I must humbly, and worshipfully, cleanse her soles with my sinner tongue, as well as her boots' leather uppers, until they are sparkling clean. All the while she is looking down on me with contempt - a righteous contempt born of knowing that she is my infinite superior and better, and that I am just a lowly sinner-slave, not fit to taste the Gynarchy street dirt and grime that she is so graciously feeding me from her religious boots. As the Good Gynarchy Book says: 'Curse'd are the meek, for they shall lick boot.'

  1. Move, slave! Work!   2. Footoire Footwasher I work in a specialist footoire; my humble job is to remove the shoes and socks of my customer masters and mistresses, and wash their dirty, sweaty feet. Here you see a typical customer-mistress entering my booth, and ordering me to wash her sweaty feet: As you can see, the mistress is very beautiful, sand is wearing heavy, beige brown, scuffmarked workboots with reinforced toes, and thick, black cotton bootsocks. I humbly invite the fat customer-mistress to sit down, and then proceed to remove her heavy boots and sweaty socks from her beautiful, feminine feet, before placing her bare feet in the footwash-bowl and beginning my humble task: Whilst I am performing her feet-ablutions the haughty customer-mistress stares nonchalantly into space. That’s because she, quite rightly, despises me – her humble, public footwasher: On completion of my humble task, after I have dried her feet and gently re-socked and re-booted her,

Everyday scenes from the Multiethnic Gynarchy of Barbaria Scene 1. Cold Neck ‘Ha! Ha! You a cold neck! You lick women dirty boot out on street! Ha! Ha!’ Scene 2 – Bowing Before His Betters This back-alleyway, public footservant has a lot of respectful footkissing to do: Scene 3. Inside an Arabian Gynarchy Prison In the Arabian Gynarchy it’s the female wardens who administer the punishment floggings: Scene 4. Geisha Gloater In the Japanese quarter of the Gynarchy, it is not unusual for ordinarily sweet and submissive Geisha girls to gloat over the male prisoners in their cells Scene 5. Above The Law Meanwhile, in Barbaria’s Chinatown, this arrogant, young woman is seemingly above the law, as she casually smokes a cigarette next to a no smoking sign. Her personal slave, however, is very much subject to the law – her law – which, right at this moment, dictates that he must kneel with his head humbly bowed next to her scuffmarked boots and black socks; and rightly so! Scene 6. Feet Gre