Patheticus Minimus 3D

His job (and it is truly a lowly one) is to kiss-greet the feet of his betters as they enter or leave the pub. He’s really nothing more than a dumb ornamental footkisser. But, unlike many of his ilk, he is permitted to kiss his customers’ socks, as well as their shoes or boots, and so he is, at least in that humble regard, a privileged footslave. It’s a serious and delicate business, though – kissing the socks of a bright and beautiful, young woman in the presence of her manly boyfriend. His sock-kisses must, therefore, be non-lascivious and respectful, as befits the behaviour of a lowly, down-in-the-dirt footservant.  Afterwards the master-sir can be overheard asking his girlfriend if she is satisfied with the slave’s performance on her shoes and socks? Luckily for the slave, she confirms that she is, though she also makes the comment that she thought the slave could have kissed her socks a bit more fervently than he had done! The master-sir laughs and promises his pretty girlfri...

The Romany girl loves hiring out her family’s footslave to members of the public in the Gynarchy’s backstreets for a small fee. It’s easy money. Kerching! In this scene we observe the slave having to kiss the ballet-flats of a backstreet blonde girl, much to her cruel amusement and entertainment. Note how the slave closes his eyes and dare not look at the blonde girl’s sock, lest it distract him from his duties and thus earn him a cut of his Romany mistress’s whip. I’ll wager that whip has wrapped itself many a time around the slave’s ribs in her Romany household. And rightly so!

Local night beat officer, Gynarchy-Guard Mistress Ms Anna Maam, is asking the slave how he is liking it – having to kneel semi-naked in the dirty snow all night with his head and neck confined in wood? She asks him whether he doesn’t feel shame? He, of course, should indeed feel shame, but right now all he can feel is pain as officer-mistress Ms Anna Madam is (inadvertently?) standing on his hand with her heavy, uniform boot!