Station Platform Footslave
A superb young woman approaches me in order to have her feet kiss-respected whilst she awaits the arrival of her train
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| I spot her heading towards my confined, humble head |
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| I respectfully bow my humble head towards the ground... |
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| ...as it's rude to stare! |
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| The female feet stop in front of me |
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| Then the left foot is moved towards my menial mouth |
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| I kiss it |
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| Swiftly followed by the right foot |
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| I am aware of the young woman looking down on me... |
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| ...as well she might, for I'm garbage! |
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| Once she is satisfied with my slavish respect... |
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| ...she heads for the adjacent row of seats... |
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| ...there to await her train |
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| Again, I must not stare at her lovely shoes and socks! |
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| Though she seems totally uninterested in me now! |
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| Just think - I have recently kissed those bright yellow pumps... |
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| ...though not as a lover; as a slave! |
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| That's all I am to her... |
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| ...a down-in-the-dirt, anonymous public humble-head! |
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| Fit only to kiss her feet... |
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| ...and admire her socks! |



















