She's Back!

She’s back!

Everybody’s favourite chain-smoker – goddess-mistress Joanne with her incredibly powerful and shapely calf-muscles, and her incredibly scuzzy footwear!

I haven’t seen her for a while, and rumour has it that she has been away on a nice holiday having won a considerable sum of money on the lottery (though evidently not enough to quit her job in the office nearby!). If so, I must heartily congratulate her – by kiss-worshiping her shoes even more reverentially than before (if that’s possible), since mistress Joanne’s good fortune only serves to make her even higher on the social scale than before, and thus even more better than me (again, if that’s possible, given how lowly I was compared to her beforehand!).

I must say, good fortune or not, she seems as morose as ever. But that is her perfect right – to be moody. And I strongly suspect she is only cold and morose when she is dealing with me – a slave. By all accounts she is a very outgoing and friendly, young woman to her equals.

Note how I eye up her sock as I kiss the side of her shoe. That’s because it is the plain, grey sock of a goddess; of my better. Just think – directly beneath that sock, touching it even, is mistress Joanne’s superior, feminine footskin, imbuing her sock with her female foot DNA. Oh what wouldn’t I give to kiss that sock!

Even as she turns to walk away from me I am fixated on her socks, admiring the creases and folds in the backs of them. I hope and pray it won’t be too long before her next cigarette break!















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