Bus Stop Footrest

The patrons of the bus stop subconsciously use the human footrest-slave as they patiently await the arrival of their buses. They never speak to him, and barely even give him a second thought, though their dirty feet, shoes and boots inevitably leave their indelible marks on his feckless, upturned face!

A bright young woman uses the human footrest as she checks her phone


He's just something for her to rest her feet on whilst she waits for her bus


He's a thing - a piece of bus-stop furniture


The footrest-slave must study the wrinkles in her bare sole...


...whilst inhaling the aroma of her soft, feminine foot...


...temporarily liberated from its sweaty leather shoe!


This is a treat - normally he must observe shoe and boot soles!


It's still humiliating, though - to be another person's footrest!


Not that the young woman sees him as a person


He barely even registers on her female consciousness


She's much more interested in trawling through her text messages...


...messages from real people; from proper people...


...not mere bus-stop footrests!


She doesn't care if her feet smell


The bus-stop slave is a nothing and a nobody to her!



 

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