Members of the local girlgang often congregate on the sink-estate stairwell where I am based. Needless to say, I show the utmost respect towards these girls and their shoes and socks, as I am frightened of them.
Sometimes, whenever Ms Mukta is in a foul mood, she steps out into her back passageway in order to have a calming cigarette and to take out her frustrations on me - either verbally or physically, or both! I am, of course, a sitting duck for her to take out her young-womanly anger upon, but tonight, mercifully, I am 'fortunate' in that it is just her verbal abuse that I must suffer as I humbly and terrifiedingly kiss her BLACK LEATHER BOOTS in the darkness! 'Kiss my boots, f***wit slave!... F***ing moron!' 'Yes, mistress Mukta madam. At once, mistress Mukta madam. Please don't hurt me, mistress?' She angrily mimics my pathetic plea: 'Oh please don't hurt me, mistress!... F***WIT!' She's right, of course. I am a 'f***wit'. And a frightened footslave! Ms Mukta takes out her anger and frustrations on me, her back passageway footslave 'Kiss my boots, f***wit slave!... F***ing moron!' One can only hope her late-night cigarette wil...
This cinema footslave is trapped beneath a glass footrest on which the cinema patrons can position their feet A happy couple enjoy a movie with a cinema footslave beneath their feet The young woman is casually resting her flip-flopped feet on top of the glass container above the slave's humble head He therefore has the indignity of having to study her flip-flop soles... ...including the pattern in the soles! But that doesn't matter, since the footslave is regarded by everyone as just a piece of trash! Haha, I hope he's admiring the view? What an ignominious position for him to be in Trapped beneath a girl's flip-flop soles, and unable to touch them with his menial mouth because of the 'glass ceiling'! It gets all the more frustrating for him when she kicks off her flip-flops and rests her bare feet on the glass Haha, he can't even smell her sweaty feet! Oh how humbling! Oh how humiliating for him! To be so near, and yet so far, from the bare feet of a brigh...
A pretty office mistress rests her feet over my face whilst she is seated at her office desk high above me She is distracted by a personal phone call... ...as she rests her loafered feet subliminally on the glass footrest over my face All I can see - but sadly not touch - is the SOLE of her OFFICE SHOE! Her superb office shoes are just inches from my confined face... ...not that she is thinking about me! Why would she? I'm just another piece of office furniture... ...fit only to look up at her in the FOOT! She casually kicks off one of her SHOES and wiggles her pedicured TOES directly above my face I dare not look at her above the ANKLES... ...beautiful girl though she is! My lowly place is to be encased in glass... ...beneath her FEET!
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