A Valuable Lesson In Respect & Humility


The next young woman to come over and abuse and humiliate me suffers from bad acne, but she is still, of course, more good-looking, more intelligent, and more high-class than I can ever hope to be.

As soon as she reaches me she crouches down to ask me whether or not I like licking men’sshoes? I reply to her, in all humility, that by law I must lick, kiss and admire the shoes of whosoever stops by my public footlick stand, and she says that’s good, because she is wearing a pair of men’s-style shoes and she intends to make me pay my respects to them by kissing them all over.

She then does just that – standing up straight again in order to stretch forward each manlike-clad foot under my mouth for humble and appreciative kissing. Of course, it’s not really like kissing a man’s feet – since her feet are unmistakeably woman-sized and woman-shaped, and moreover her socks are short revealing her sexy, smooth feminine ankle skin. But I am deeply humbled nonetheless.

Afterwards the bright young woman with the acne-ridden face crouches down to my level again in order to tell me that she hopes that she has taught me a lesson – that I must respect the feet and footwear of all my female betters, whatever their chosen style of footwear. I confirm to the mistress that I have indeed learnt a valuable lesson, and thank her for teaching it to me. She then mockingly wishes me a nice day kissing and licking lots of feet, before pulling a silly face at me in order to mock me even further, knowing full well, as she does so, that a slave is not permitted to grimace back at a mistress. Then she stands for a moment over me as if to afford me one last view of her manly footwear, before she moves off back through the square.

I wonder if they were actually men’s shoes, or just designed to look like men’s shoes? Either way, I know I have been taught a lesson in respect and humility by a glorious, and not unattractive, member of the opposite sex. Let’s face it – this girl would look good in anything!











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