Femdominion of Heaven







































It is a Sunday morning and I have the great honour of serving pure and chaste Ms Karen madam's feet on her way home from Gynarchy church.

It is a particular honour as it's a bright sunny day and she is therefore wearing sandals on her otherwise bare, pedicured feet! A public footslave such as myself must be particularly careful when serving a customer's bare feet. The Law states that I may not touch bare skin with my menial mouth unless I am specifically authorised to do so by the esteemed customer. Thus, in Ms Karen's case, I am restricted to kiss-respecting or lickshining her brown leather sandals, unless she specifically instructs me to kiss her footskin or toes. If the latter, she may even specify that I must restrict my lips to her big toenail, in which case even the skin surrounding the nail is out of bounds to me!

Fortunately, Ms Karen madam is not averse to the feel of a dirty slave's lips on her pure feminine toe skin, and so I am permitted to surround her exposed big toe with my footlackey lips down amongst the dirt and detritus of my unkempt and weed-strewn alcove. As I do so, she quotes to me a verse from the Gynarchy bible she is carrying:

'Blessed is the mistress that humiliateth the slave, for hers shall be the Femdominion of heaven.'

I'm glad that Ms Karen madam shall live forever in the Femdominion of heaven, at least in part because of my kissing of her feet, for she is truly divine. I, on the other hand, am destined for an eternity in footslave hell - and rightly so!

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