Patheticus Minimus 3D

At a barbecue at her friends' house, Ms Mukta is complimented by her hosts on the obedience and submissiveness of her masked, personal sockieboy-footslave as he steadfastly kneels in the dirt at her feet and studies her white socks. Ms Mukta laughs and points out that it's the sting of the whip that keeps her slave on his toes - or rather, on hers! The slave, meanwhile, focuses on studying the stitching in his mistress's socks, despite the proximity of the female host's lovely boots and socks - like a good, personal sockieboy-slave should!

As a prisoner-slave in the low-lying stocks, I truly am at the mercy of all and sundry. Here you see two women compelling me to kiss their feet under pain of the lash. Meanwhile, at a suitably safe distance from the whip, a Gynarchy magistrate master-sir gloats over my public pain and humiliation, whilst a young couple lovingly embrace - seemingly oblivious to my predicament. There is, after all, nothing unusual about a male, Gynarchy prisoner-slave in the stocks being publicly whipped and humiliated by two superior women!

The public humble head must kiss-respect his pretty customer's socks on a baking hot summer's day. Haha - no wonder they call him 'sockieboy'!

I am truly appreciative of  any customer who deigns to visit me at night. I'm sure they must have far better things to do with their time. But I nevertheless welcome the company of their shoes and socks - no matter how 'ropey' those shoes and socks may be; and even even if the wearer of the shoes and socks doesn't deign to speak to me!

The slave kneels silently and discreetly behind his pretty mistress's feet as she gets dressed. He ensures his lowly gaze remains fixated on the backs of her sneakers and socks. I rather think the whip has something to do with his obedience and contrition! Don't you?

The customer-mistress and the groundhead slave size each other up as she walks confidently towards him. The customer-mistress: The first thing that strikes her is how helpless he is - buried up to the neck, his humble head surrounded by a wooden footboard; a footboard on which she will soon be placing her pretty feet for kiss-respecting. Haha - he really will be in her power and at her mercy! The second thing she is thinking is that he will be forced, whilst he is kissing her shoeleather, to look at her socks - plain, grey socks today. She is glad she chose to wear her plain grey socks today, for they will surely add to the footslave's humiliation (no fancy, feminine patterns in the socks for the fool to study and admire!) The third thing that occurs to her is that she could kick his face in, if she wanted to. There is no Law stopping her, as he is just a slave. Haha - how she loves being a free, female citizen of the Gynarchy - at liberty to treat a public footslave howsoever s...