A public humble-head must be particularly respectful of a young woman in front of her boyfriend. After all, a humble-head's face is ripe for a kicking!
Both the formally-attired businesswoman, and the casually-dressed student, mean business when they rest their weary feet on the bus-stop footrest – the former on her laptop, the latter on her phone! Though, in the case of the student, at one point she actually kicks off her flip flops and uses the slave’s face as a bare-foot rest! The hardworking businesswoman is still hard at work on her laptop as she rests her businesswoman feet She doesn't give the human footrest a second thought He's just a thing beneath her feet, for her to rest them on! The footrest-slave, meanwhile, smells her smart, businesswoman shoeleather ...as he looks up towards the soles of her shoes! He realises his lowliness... ...as he studies the treads in her loafer shoesoles! He is forbidden, by Law, to speak to a customer, unless he or she speaks to him first And the businesswoman-mistress chooses not to converse with him. She's much too busy! Soon after the beautiful businesswoman leaves, an equally...
A public footservant at a Gynarchy bus stop must accustomise himself to all kinds of FEET and FOOTWEAR - resting on his FACE! A bright, casually-dressed young woman of the Gynarchy wearing clogs on her feet approaches the bus stop She takes a seat directly over the bus-stop footslave, using his face as a footrest. And rightly so, for that's what he's there for! Meanwhile, she casually inspects the contents of her phone... ...whilst she is seated cross-legged, thus with one of her clogged feet hovering in the air... ...whilst the other rests on top of the slave's feckless forehead! All he can see, and smell, is CLOG! He examines the underside of the female clog with awe and respect - as befits a footslave! Her HEEL and SOLE press down upon his face! Then she subliminally kicks off her CLOG and positions her soft, feminine, BARE FOOT on his upturned face! Now he can smell SWEAT... ...and unvarnished TOENAILS... ...as he stares up at shapely, female CALF MUSCLE! Her LEG is sm...
Both myself and my mistress are contemplating my forthcoming WHIPPING - she, how to inflict the maximum pain possible with her WHIP ; I , how to elicit sweet feminine mercy in her, perhaps by offering to kiss her SOCKS? One thing's for certain - I am about to be WHIPPED! It's just a question of degree. How many LASHES, etc.? As I contemplate the WHIP... ...in my mistress's pretty, but firm, hand... ... I also contemplate offering to kiss-respect her SOCKS! Perhaps the feel of my lowly, trembling lips on her SOCKS would elicit some sweet feminine mercy in her? I know she likes having her SOCKS kissed! I have been obliged to kiss my pretty mistress's SOCKED ANKLES on many an ignominious occasion! But it is always better to KISS SOCK than FEEL WHIP! SOCKS? Or the WHIP? Seemingly, my only choice! There's no guarantee, of course, that my mistress will take me up on my self-humbling offer! She seems pretty determined to inflict PAIN on me with her WHIP! Her SOCKS are ...
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