Many of my customers like to watch intently as I lickshine their dirty boots or shoes beneath them. It gives them a tremendous feeling of power…
…whilst others steadfastly ignore me as they have much more important things to be concentrating on – such as their phone conversation with their boyfriend high above me!
My mistress Hala’s SOCKS are full of nutrients, so whenever she relaxes at home with her SOCKED FEET resting on top of my upturned face, I endeavour to discreetly absorb some of those precious female nutrients into my feckless, footslave facial pores. What a privilege, what an honour, for a dirty, male slave such as myself to have some of my mistress's FEMALE FOOT DNA rub off on me via her SOCKS! My mistress Hala madam relaxes with her SOCKED FEET resting on top of my humbly upturned face She has every right to use my face as a SOCKREST... ...as I am her household FOOTSLAVE! Her SOCKS are CRUMPLED and SWEATY, having been on her FEET inside her SNEAKERS all day! I endeavour to absorb some of her FEMALE SOCK NUTRIENTS into my facial pores I can only hope that some of her FEMALE GREATNESS will rub off on me via her SOCKS? All I can SMELL, FEEL and SEE right now is her SOCKS... ...SOCKS that I have been following to HEEL and studying on her ANKLES all day! Meanwhile, my mistress Hala ...
A Gynarchy household slave kneels in front of his pretty mistress as soon as she awakens from her slumber, ready, as ever, to serve her. She issues her first female order of the day: 'Kiss my SOCKS, slavey!' 'Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress Yao Peng, madam.' Morning has already broken him! My mistress Yao Peng stretches and yawns as she sits on the edge of her bed She orders me to kiss her on the SOCK, and I immediately comply! This will, no doubt, be the first of many such orders throughout the day... ...and the first of many SOCKS I shall have to kiss, including her friends' and acquaintances' SOCKS! That's because I am mistress Yao Peng's personal sock slavey... ...at her beck and call... ...and that of her SOCKS! Her heavily creased BEDSOCKS feel and smell warm! But I shall not flinch at the proximity of her sweaty, overnight bedsock in my face! I am already broken! She stares down at me through still sleepy eyes... ...contemplating, no doubt...
Frequent customer Ms Mukta madam has me tongueshine her stylish, high-heeled shoes after her long day at the office and prior to her evening out with her magnificent husband. As I lick her shoeleather, she tells me all about what she and her husband will be doing, making me wish all the more that I could accompany them to heel as their personal foot slavey. But I’m not going anywhere! Ms Mukta, of course, knows full well that I can't accompany her and her husband and I think she therefore really enjoys rubbing it in like this! She even mockingly suggests that I might like to accompany her and her husband on their night out, before I humbly 'remind' her that I am not in a position to do so, being a permanently enslaved public shoelick. She laughs at me. Nonchalantly watching me tongueshine her office shoes for the benefit of her husband 'Lick harder, slave. Lick the sides... ...I want my shoes to be nice and shiny for my husband Simon! 'Yes, mistress Mukta madam. ...
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