Nylon-Feet Kisser



































The customer-mistress requires me to kiss her nylon-clad feet. The flesh-coloured nylon feels rough on my lips and I can also see (and feel) her soft blue foot veins pulsating pleasurably underneath. Furthermore, I can detect the faintest whiff of warm, feminine footsweat emanating from her dainty, nylon covered toe-cleavage as it is the very end of the customer-mistress's long working day in these affluent shoes and stockings. I feel deeply humbled - and humiliated!

For her part, she looks sternly and unlovingly down on me as if I were a piece of dirt stuck to her pink, high-heeled shoe, for she utterly despises me. And rightly so - I'm just a slave, not some high-flying business partner! I would like to say that I look up to her, but I wouldn't wish to give the wrong impression. For I am not worthy to look at this superb and bright young woman above her nylon-clad ankles. And so I very much focus on admiring the shapely female foot directly in front of me - until such time when she turns to walk away from me looking justifiably smug and superior, at which point I hang my humble head in shame!

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