All Manner of Boots and Socks

In the winter time, the dumb ornamental footkisser must kiss-respect all manner of boots and socks:













































Points to note about this scene:

·       The surly, but extremely pretty, blonde woman having her ugg-style boots kissed is wearing thick, woolly socks outside her woolly leggings. Given that her sheepskin boots are also lined, I think we can safely say her feet are as snug as a bug in a rug! Note too how her argyle-patterned kneesocks are better looking than the slave, who is truly ugg-ly. Her boots are dirt-stained, but that doesn’t stop the footslave from lowering his lips to them. Nor should it!
·       The girl standing next in the queue is wearing a fetching pair of black patent leather Chelsea boots, though these too are caked in mud. It must be a wet day outside! Note how one of her purple socktops is just visible thanks to a kink in one of her jean hems. The sock appears somewhat slovenly and creased around her Asian ankle, and thus the slave shall have to mentally praise and respect it all the more as he lickshines the boot.
·       Behind the Chinese girl is a familiar, fat face – that of regular customer-mistress Ms Karen madam, a true goddess in black leather kneeboots. Note how there is barely a mark on them, and how they are nicely complemented by her dark, finest denier, nylon knee-highs below her fleshy, white knees. The slave will do well to keep his forehead bowed and not to attempt to look up towards the tops of Ms Karen’s boots, for such sights are not for the likes of him. He is a public footslave; not a kneeslave. Mind you, the heavy iron collar around his neck will probably prevent any untoward upwards knee-gazing in any case! 
·       As soon as the surly blonde moves off the Chelsea-booted, Chinese girl quickly takes her place. Now the slave can study those purple bootsocks in more detail. They appear somewhat shimmering and worn in places. Can you see? How humiliating for him! These are a well-worn pair of Chinese-girl socks, thrown on her feet without a second thought for the footslave’s feelings. They speak contempt for him – and rightly so, for he is contemptible.
·       Finally, as regular customer-mistress Ms Karen madam continues to wait patiently in the wings, a feisty black girl with bright red hair joins the queue in short, blue rubber mini-wellingtons with scrunched down green socks. See how she is adjusting the back of her boot – readying it for a respectful greet-kissing by the public footkisser. I’ll bet he can’t wait, for I happen to know he loves the aroma of rubber!



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