Night Feetlick (iv)

Oh-Oh! Here comes trouble! Mistress ‘Toughie’ from the local sink-estate, armed and ready to go out ‘clubbing’. The vulnerable public feetlick slave immediately resolves to show her boots and socks the utmost respect – he will lickshine her street-dirtied, black leather ankleboots without ogling her bright, orange bootsocks!

The slave is always frightened when lickshining Ms Toughie’s boots. He never quite knows what she might do to hurt him, and she does have a bit of a reputation for being a ‘psycho’, forever getting into fights with other girlgang members. In most ‘normal’ societies she would probably be locked up for the public’s safety, but here in the Gynarchy, of course, she can behave badly with impunity being an attractive female and therefore above the Law.

Luckily for the slave, however, she appears relatively calm this evening, and he is able to utter a sigh of relief when she eventually walks away from him without hurting him. Where are the forces of Female Law & Order when you most need them?

Anyway, there is no harm done to him on this occasion. As he swallows the last vestiges of her lingering bootmud in his mouth, and observes her sauntering off towards the bright lights of the city centre, wooden club still in hand and doubtless off to seek other public footslaves to intimidate and humiliate, the back-alleyway night feetlicker ponders how this bright, young woman is most definitely deserving of her ‘street nickname’ – ‘Toughie’ – for she truly is tough; diminutive, but tough!

Somewhat selfishly, he’s relieved to see her go. Nice boots and socks, though!