Busy Slave

You are a slave out on the streets – a footkissing humble-head – and you have a queue of customers waiting to be served. Which customer’s feet are you looking forward to serving the most?

·     Perhaps you are already kissing your favourite pair of feet – the golden ballet-slippers and black socks of the modestly-attired Muslim girl? Note the creases in her black socks and study the lines of stitching. For these are the socks of a goddess, and you are truly privileged to be this close to them.

·     Or perhaps you fancy the black leather kneeboots of the Rastafarian girl standing behind her? You have no way of knowing, of course, what type of socks, if any, this beautiful, young black woman is wearing inside her long, heavy boots, but you can hazard a guess that they are black to match her foul mood. Expect to be shouted at and reviled when it comes to her turn to have her boots kiss-respected. She despises you.

·     The young, blonde woman standing in line immediately behind her – arm in arm with her boyfriend – is seemingly in a much happier mood. No need to guess about her choice of sockwear – for you can just make out, with eager anticipation, that she is wearing a pair of short, bright red ‘no show’ sneaker socks inside her sporty and fit, athletic-style sneakers. But don’t be getting any ideas in your stupid, slave head about lusting after this bright young woman’s red socks. For she is clearly taken – smitten, indeed, and very much in love with her manfriend. She only has eyes for him.

·     And rightly so, for he is a truly magnificent man. So much better than you. Handsome. A smoker. The equal of women, and by the same token attractive to women. The complete opposite of you, in fact. Note his hairy toes inside his brown leather sandals. DON’T BAULK, SLAVE! HOW DARE YOU BAULK! It is not clear whether this apha-male plans on using your footkissing services himself, or is just accompanying his girlfriend as she waits for her sneakers to be kissed, but if he doespresent his hairy, manly feet for you to kiss you will show respect for his dirty, unkempt toenails, and you will kiss them with every bit as much admiration and enthusiasm as you will his fit, young lady-friend’s athletic sneakers. You are a slave – and you will damn well kiss the feet of whosoever deigns to present them to your menial mouth!

·     Not, I expect, that you will have any qualms about kissing the next pair of feet in line, especially as they are shapely, feminine Japanese feet clad in pretty, pink, slip-on shoes and black socks? It’s good that she is wearing black socks, for you will be able to contrast and compare the Japanese girl’s black socks with those of the Pakistani-Muslim girl which are in front of your face right now. You will be able to contemplate the different weaves and stitch-patterns in the two pairs of female black socks. And make no mistake about it – it is your daily business to study your customers’ socks, for everything about their feet and footwear is your humble business. You are a public footslave, and everything about the public’s feet must concern you, and be of interest to you.

·     Of course, there are two other superior beings in this scene who have not yet joined the line for their feet to be kissed, but who might well do so in due course, after they have finished arguing with one another. Perhaps they are arguing about who should go first on your mouth? Perhaps they are arguing about something much more important. But whatever, if those black rubbery rainboots or brown suede shoes are eventually presented to your lowly lips you will kiss them with alacrity and respect for, like all the feet in this scene, they are the feet of your betters!

So, there you have it, slave! Seven pairs of potential feet for you to kiss – a mixture of male feet, female feet, shoes, boots, sandals, sneakers, socks, and no doubt all of them with their flaws such as stinky sweat, toejam, rough skin, bunions, fungal infections, verrucae and just general street-dirt and detritus. Yet all of them the feet of your infinite betters, deserving of your respect.

You still haven’t indicated your favourites, and why?