Disturbed
It may be late at night, but in a deserted corner of Chinatown a surly young woman wishes her feet to be kissed by the local, public humble-head; so kissed they must be, regardless of the fact I'm feeling tired and weary!
I focus on her big toe, but be under no illusions; this is not the act of a lover towards his beloved - this is the act of a servant towards his unknown customer-mistress; of an inferior towards his superior; of a slave towards his master. If I fail to please her, it will end up in my being taken out of my wall and whipped by the Female Authorities! So I pucker up my lips with the utmost footslavish humility and respect as her superior-female toe bacteria and feet DNA is transferred onto my menial, male mouth.
Confident and self-assured, she eventually turns to walk away from me, secure in the knowledge that I am in her female power and at her female mercy, and that my fate rests entirely in her sweet feminine, but all-powerful hands! She says nothing, which is, hopefully, a good sign for me!
I focus on her big toe, but be under no illusions; this is not the act of a lover towards his beloved - this is the act of a servant towards his unknown customer-mistress; of an inferior towards his superior; of a slave towards his master. If I fail to please her, it will end up in my being taken out of my wall and whipped by the Female Authorities! So I pucker up my lips with the utmost footslavish humility and respect as her superior-female toe bacteria and feet DNA is transferred onto my menial, male mouth.
Confident and self-assured, she eventually turns to walk away from me, secure in the knowledge that I am in her female power and at her female mercy, and that my fate rests entirely in her sweet feminine, but all-powerful hands! She says nothing, which is, hopefully, a good sign for me!
