Bright Boots
At a busy, Gynarchy railway station a bright young woman stops to have her bright red boots kiss-respected by a public footslave.
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| Nobody bats an eyelid at the common, everyday sight... |
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| ...of a young woman having her boots kissed by a public footslave! |
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| It's literally an everyday occurrence in the Gynarchy of Barbaria! |
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| Slaves kiss feet! |
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| She switches feet several times to ensure BOTH her boots are respected! |
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| She doesn't care if the slave feels publicly humiliated! |
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| He's just a slave! |
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| The slave admires his customer's socks |
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| He doesn't have much choice but to admire people's socks... |
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| ...given his lowly position! |
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| All he does, all day long, is lick and kiss boots and shoes! |
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| The pretty customer-mistress turns and nonchalantly walks away from him |
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| ...leaving him to 'rot' in the dirt behind her! |
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| She doesn't care if the taste of her bright, red boots lingers on his lowly lips! |
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| He should be grateful that she spent some of her precious female time with him! |
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| After all, as we keep saying, he's just a slave! |
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| The slave's humiliating view of the backs of her departing boots - and socks! |
















