Patheticus Minimus 3D

Ms Arabella madam is a well-known local tormentress of prisoner-slaves in the town square stocks. Barely a night goes by that she doesn't visit the stocks in order to torment whichever hapless incumbent happens to be confined therein. And tonight - it's me on the receiving end! Casually ambling towards me - ready to have her fun! She begins by mockingly asking me if my neck isn't all stiff and sore? Then she crouches down to add to my discomfort by pinching my ear! She laughs as I grimace in pain Sore ear; sore neck; sore back! Then she stands up straight again in order to have me kiss her boots Ms Arabella madam loves  having her boots kiss-respected! She switches her booted feet in front of my face... ...before taking a relaxing drag on her cigarette Then she continues to mockingly gloat over me... ...whilst my lowly lips respectfully embrace her superior boot-toe I have no choice but to submit to her boots These are, after all, the boots of my better! As the boots turn t

A local resident-mistress has me kiss-respect her novelty slippers as she pops out onto the apartment-block stairwell for a private conversation with her 'besty' friend! Whilst I can overhear the conversation above me, I don't count - as I'm just a slave. Kissing the resident-mistress's novelty slippers... ...whilst she has a private conversation above me on the phone  I can overhear the conversation, but I am very much focussed on the slippers ...as a slave like me damn well should be! I kiss the first novelty slipper between the 'ears' And when she switches feet, I am compelled to kiss the other slipper's happy 'face'! Meanwhile another happy face is rabbiting away above me... ...discussing boyfriends from what I can gather! Not that I'm a party to the conversation... ...nor am I one of the boyfriends! I'm just a 'thing' that kisses feet... ...the feet of my betters!

A superb customer-mistress presents me with her pedicured, bare toes for respect-kissing. I can sense her raw footpower! Superbness walking slowly towards me I brace myself for some foot-humiliation! She ponders for a moment whether or not to use me She decides to do so, and presents her first foot for kissing I kiss her painted big toe This is raw footpower! She switches feet in front of my face I can smell her musty, leather sandal strap as my lips touch toenail Her feet currently dominate my existence! She smirks at my servility before her And rightly so - for I'm just the garbage at her feet! She is the master and I am the slave She has every right to have me kiss-respect her feet! She moves off triumphantly... ...rightly pleased with herself! Meanwhile I keep my humble head bowed behind her feet Though I can't resist a furtive glance at the back of her raw heel For the backs of her feet must be respected as much as the fronts Such wonderful feet! Such amazing power! Oh to