Femdom Umpire


























Here we see a hapless male slave surrounded by female power on an inner-city tennis court.

Points to note about this scene:

·     The slave is having to kneel, under threat of the female whip, in front of the umpire’s chair, where he must kiss and lickshine the sneakered feet of the haughtily seated female umpire
·     Unusually for a footslave, he is having to kneel up. It must be a somewhat strange sensation for a lowly, down-in-the-dirt footslave to see the world at this relatively elevated level – even if his humble field of vision is still filled with a pair of superior female feet, clad in black and white sneakers and frilly white anklesocks!
·     Indeed he is surrounded by white sock – the white feminine socks of power. Only the Muslim girl holding the whip is sockless inside her sneakers, no doubt because she is hoping to build up a serious footsweat for when it is her turn to have her feet kiss-respected and lickshined by the slave’s humble head!
·     Meanwhile, an arrogant white-socked Ms Mukta Madam, in the blue shirt, is verbally mocking the slave and exhorting him, in between refreshing sips of her bottled water, to make sure that all of her umpire-friend’s foul tasting sneaker dirt is being transferred onto his dirty slave tongue and down his dirty slave throat
·     Her tennis partner, a beautiful girl in a red and white tennis costume, is simply passively enjoying the scene. She too is looking forward to having her sweaty tennis feet kissed by the pathetic footslave

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