Dirty Slave Kissing Dirty Feet







































Here we see a dirty slave, kissing dirty feet, in a dirty part of town. Let’s examine the dirtiness in more detail:
  • The first thing we note is that the slave’s exposed humble head is filthy – filthy from the dirt of people’s shoes as they wipe their feet on his feckless face. And rightly so – for the cleanliness of their footwear is much more important than the wellbeing of the slave’s ugly face.
  • Note how the concrete footblock on which his customers rest their feet is equally dirty – caked in the fresh shoe and boot mud from his many previous customers this day.
  • Then we observe how dirty the young woman’s red, white and blue sneakers are as the slave must kiss her outstretched sneaker toe. Note too how her socks are plain grey – just to add to the slave’s humiliation. What a superb young woman – the slave is right to study and admire her socks whilst his feetlackey lips pay humble homage to her dirty sneaker leather.
  • Behind her standing in line is a magnificent master-sir. The master-sir is wearing musty-smelling (and tasting) brown leather shoes with plain black socks – a superb combination, and one deserving the public footslave’s respect every bit as much as the daintier, more feminine, shoes and socks of his female betters.
  • After the slave has kiss-respected the master-sir’s feet, he shall be confronted by the black and white striped sneakers, and dark grey anklesocks, of an Asian customer-mistress. Note how she is completely engrossed in her phone conversation. No doubt that will continue as she has her sneakers kissed, and she will barely acknowledge or even notice the slave as she subliminally switches feet beneath his humble head. I wonder if her dark grey socks will crease before his very eyes as she does so?
  • Last, but by no means least, he will be serving the shiny, but street-soiled, black leather ankleboots of a hardworking streetwalker-mistress. Sadly, we cannot see if she is wearing any socks inside her boots. One can but hope that she is, and that they are black to match her boots; and her slightly inebriated mood!
Yes, the dirty slave is himself surrounded by dirt – shoe and boot dirt. He must kiss that dirt, and show it some respect, for it is the shoe and boot dirt of his betters. Sure, they all have their individual foot flaws – hard, dry skin; stinky toejam; verrucae; fungal nail infections; bunions; sweaty socks etc – but the slave must never forget what an honour for him it is to be so up-close and personal to the dirty, flawed feet and footwear of his social superiors!

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