Shame On Him!

It’s unclear to him at first, from their body language, whether they are father and daughter; uncle and niece; or sugar-daddy and girlfriend. All the municipal footslave knows for certain is that he would much rather be kissing the sneakers and tube socks of the young woman, rather than her middle-aged, male companion’s hairy, bare big toe!

He, eventually, gets his wish but, as the happy couple walk away from him (hand in hand, suggesting that they are, in fact, lovers), he starts to feel shame. For he knows that, by Law, he must treat each and every foot presented to him on the footblock, be it male or female, with equal admiration and slavish respect, since it is the foot of a free citizen of the Gynarchy, and therefore of his better.

Yes, even the municipal footslave has to confess that he deserves to be taken out of his council wall and whipped for his selfish and unslavelike thoughts on this occasion. Shame on him! Whip on Him!






































What do you think? Should the municipal slave be temporarily removed from his wall in order to be whipped for having such disrespectful thoughts about his customer-master's hairy big toe? Or should we let it lie, given that the happy couple are blissfully unaware of his unslavelike behaviour? In my humble opinion, there is nothing more shameful than an uppity and arrogant footslave thinking he should be allowed to choose which feet he kisses. I personally think he should be whipped - but it's up to you! 

And another thing - what business is it of the slave's what the relationship between his customers is? It's none of his damn business! He is simply there to unquestioningly kiss feet! Yes, the more I think about it, the more I believe he should be whipped. That'll soon teach him his place! Agreed?

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