Day Off

Even on her days off, goddess smoker-mistress Joanne, from the local office, sometimes visits me in smokers’ corner to have her feet kissed whilst she enjoys a haughty cigarette. Indeed, I think it’s fair to say that the tastes, sights and smells of goddess-mistress Joanne’s scruffy footwear dominate my life, day in and day out. I am enamoured by them. But, sadly, those love hearts on her pink and white socks are not for me – they belong to her boyfriend. I’m just a public footservant.













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