Do Whatever She Pleases













Just think, a bright and beautiful young woman of the Gynarchy such as this can do whatever she damn well pleases with her time - smoke; drink; do drugs; have sex. And yet, here she is kindly spending some of her precious female time with me, in order to have her filthy sneakers kiss-respected.

Don't get me wrong - I know I mean nothing to her. I'm just another anonymous public humble-head out on the street - one of hundreds she probably encounters on a daily basis. And yet she has graciously chosen to impose her everyday sneaker-dirt on my menial mouth!

It is such an honour!

She stops to survey me - and to give me a good look at her sneakers!


Platform sneakers which are then imposed on my menial mouth!


She switches sneakered feet in front of me


I admire her short grey socks


Her long, female legs tower over me...


...as she looks down on me and uses me


She's a girl and I am a girls' slave!


She has time for a quick drag on her cigarette...


...as she continues to observe my menial mouth at work on her sneakers


My face is bruised and battered from my encounters with previous customers


But this young woman doesn't give a damn about that!


She just wants her feet kiss-respected!


And rightly so - for she is to be respected


She is, after all, a fabulous and free young woman of the Gynarchy...


...fully deserving of a footslave's adoration and slavish respect!


Satisfied with my humility, she turns and walks away from me


She does not deign to speak to me


And nor should she. Her actions speak louder than words


And she has just used me like the piece of garbage that I am!


I am literally down in the dirt!


But the dirt on her sneakers is holy


For it is a young woman's sneaker dirt!


Dirt, some of which, I am privileged to have touched with my lowly lips


Sadly, her filthy sneakers are now at some distance from my mouth


But I have high hopes they will visit me again soon!




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