Corner Stop
A bright young woman stops on the street corner on her way home from work to have her boots kiss-respected by a local, public humble-head. And quite right too, for that's what the slave is there for - to worship and respect the feet and footwear of his betters!
Meanwhile, speaking of the slave's betters, an elderly master-sir loiters discreetly nearby, very much enjoying the slave's humiliation. He revels in the fact that he isn't the one being so abased in public by a woman! Haha, what a berk the slave is!
Afterwards, after the young woman has gone on her way, the elderly master-sir pokes the slave in the eye with his walking cane and mocks him, calling him a queer bootkisser and a lickspittle. The slave has no choice but to submit to the superior man's mockery.
Meanwhile, speaking of the slave's betters, an elderly master-sir loiters discreetly nearby, very much enjoying the slave's humiliation. He revels in the fact that he isn't the one being so abased in public by a woman! Haha, what a berk the slave is!
Afterwards, after the young woman has gone on her way, the elderly master-sir pokes the slave in the eye with his walking cane and mocks him, calling him a queer bootkisser and a lickspittle. The slave has no choice but to submit to the superior man's mockery.
