One of the great things about using a public footboy, from a young woman's perspective, is that he is completely non-threatening. He is required, by Law, to be humble and respectful before her. He will NOT attempt to look up at her, or her legs, but will concentrate solely on her feet. His kisses to her toes will be respectful and worshipful - NOT lascivious. And when she turns to leave him, he will not seek to look up her skirt. He will humbly focus on the backs of her heels!
That's because he is a footslave. His only concern is with his mistress's feet and footwear!
From the lowly footslave's perspective, by way of complete contrast, the customer-mistress poses a HUGE threat, for she can have him whipped if he displeases her in any way - or even just on a female whim!
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A pretty customer-mistress in pink approaches me
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Like all my customers, she poses a considerable threat to me
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I must be pleasing to her!
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She silently stretches forth her right foot for respect-kissing
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I begin with her pink-pedicured toes...
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...and then move my menial mouth up to her white sandal-straps
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The humiliating process must then be repeated on her left foot
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I MUST show her slavish respect, worship and adoration...
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..but without being in any way lascivious!
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I am not her lover - I'm her public footservant!
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She must feel relaxed and powerful in my presence!
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She must sense that I very much fear her...
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...and that I am at her mercy!
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Several times she happily switches feet in front of my face!
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She's enjoying this!
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Which bodes well for me, for a happy customer is a non-threatening customer!
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She turns to leave, seemingly satisfied at my performance at her feet
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I don't think she is minded to have me whipped
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But who can tell what thoughts are racing through that pretty mind of hers?
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I remain respectful as she silently departs...
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...looking only at the backs of her heels...
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...as they click-clack across the concrete yard
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I DARE not look at her above the heel...
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..lest she suddenly turns around and observes my footslavish disrespect!
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