Busy Morning

























As you can see, it’s a busy morning in smokers’ corner.

A handsome tourist master-sir, in sockless loafers, is kneeling in front of a uniformed Gynarchy police-officer mistress in order to take her photograph – as well he might, for she is stunninglybeautiful! This is one of the very few scenarios where you will ever see a manly free male on his knees in front of a lady; the others would be in order to pleasure her orally; or to propose marriage to her. Unlike a male slave he would never need to kneel before her in order to lick her boots; and nor would she expect him to, even though she carries a whip! Note how she is wearing white uniform socks inside her calf-length, black leather uniform boots.

Meanwhile I am busy lickshining the black uniform shoes of a short haired, off-duty prison-officer mistress from the nearby male prison. Her matching black socks are magnificent on her ankles – all the more so since she has been wearing them inside her shoes throughout her 12 hour shift which has just finished. And waiting in line behind her are the brown leather shoes and spotty green socks of a blonde-haired, civilian floozie-mistress (who appears somewhat jealous of the freemale attention being received by the nearby police-officer mistress!), and the short, black leather ankleboots and black socks of a magnificent black master-sir with dreadlocks – a smoker.

Yes, my tongue will be extremely busy for the next 20 minutes or so, especially if the police-officer mistress and the tourist master-sir join the queue for a lickshine. Truly I am surrounded by my betters and am blessed by my lowly vantage point which enables me to focus on their superior feet and footwear!

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