Patheticus Minimus 3D

She wipes her feet behind her on the human feetwipe at the entrance to her apartment block, and looks down on him with disgust as he is, quite literally, the dirt beneath her feet! She then, again quite literally, slams the door in his skirting-board face as she enters the building. Note how the slave's ugly, upturned, red-raw face is already covered in the shoe and boot mud from countless previous residents and visitors to the apartment block. Everyone uses him to wipe their feet on as they enter or leave the building - and rightly so; for that's what he's there for!

A footoire slave is effectively never  off duty. Even in the dead of night customers are welcome to make use of him. Here we see one such young woman doing just that - and the stupid slave must be as alert to her sneaker dirt as he would be were she using him during the daytime. The young woman is certainly wide awake and keeping a close eye on his performance! To be fair, the customer is angling her sneakered foot to ensure the slave's tired tongue has unrestricted access to her dirty sneaker sole. Moreover the authorities have ensured that the night-time lighting in the booth adequately illuminates the customer's feet so that there can be no excuse for sloppy work on the part of the footslave. Observe how he must turn his tongue's attentions to both her sneakers. Haha - I'll bet he would much rather be tasting the dregs from her can of cola than the dirt and detritus on the sides and bottoms of her shoes! But she won't be offering him any refreshments. He's j

*Footoire - A public booth in which a mistress can have her footwear attended to by a public footservant The following extract is taken from a publication entitled 'A footoire-slave's guide to footoire etiquette' which is in use in footslave training colleges throughout the Gynarchy: 'Because you are a mere footoire slave, you can expect to spend much of your humble time being shouted at, scolded and criticised. That's because you are thick and must constantly be told by your superior customers when and where to lick on their shoes. Your customers are cleverer than you, so you must respect, admire and obey them. You are nothing but a footoire fool. Maybe the whip would teach you your rightful place? So, when a customer enters your booth you do NOT look up at her, fool. Instead you keep your head humbly bowed and focussing on the accumulated dirt on the floor from your previous customers' shoes until your current customer positions herself down comfortably onto t

The intelligent young woman humiliates the public humble-head in front of her approving boyfriend by having the slave audibly sniff her nylon-stockinged toes through the kneehigh peep-toe boots which her boyfriend lovingly purchased for her a week ago. Haha - that'll certainly put the public footslave in his rightful place as another man's girlfriend's public nylon-toes sniffer! Afterwards the young woman makes the slave say thank you to her boyfriend for cleverly buying her a stylish pair of boots that enables slaves to sniff her toes. On behalf of all public footservants, the humble-head duly thanks the master-sir. The master-sir just laughs at the slave beneath him and says he hoped he 'had a nice sniff'! The slave must then thank the master-sir kindly for his kind comment before the triumphant happy couple walk off hand in hand, leaving the slave to ponder his abject lowliness.

He's just a dirty slave, lying on the dirty floor of a bus, with his dirty head trapped in between his mistress's dirty boots. He is dirt surrounded by dirt. He is in his rightful place. Do you think his mistress's thick bootsocks feel nice and soft on his temples? Or is his humble head pounding and throbbing inside with the utter humiliation of his lowly position - trapped between a girl's socked ankles?