Beautiful Hardy Soul




































It takes a hardy soul to venture out on a night such as this in order to have her boots lickshined by a public humble-head, but, as you can see, I am being confronted by one such beautiful, hardy soul.

She stops, as if to survey me and revel in my helplessness, before eventually positioning her outstretched boot onto the soaking wet footblock beneath my face:

‘Slave clean boot. Lick! You lick here! You obey, slave!’

And she points towards the lower, outer side of her boot as she commands me in her authoritative, Asian-female voice.

Of course, lickshining a person’s boots in such inclement weather is entirely nugatory work. The boots are soon going to get messy again. But this bright and intelligent, young woman knows that’s not the point – the point is to humiliate me; and degrade me; and humble me. So, afterwards, she can leave me with a smugly contented grin on her pretty face, as she leaves me to get well and truly drenched throughout the night whilst she will be snugly tucked up in bed, dreaming, no doubt, of how superbly she has humbled the public humble-head in the rain.

Meanwhile, if I manage to get any sleep, I hope I shall dream of her damp, discarded bootsocks lying on the floor of her apartment – and what they must smell like!

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