Deepest Humiliation

Arguably, the deepest humiliation I ever experience is when I must lickshine the shoes of a master-sir - a real man - in front of his pretty wife or girlfriend. Naturally, I would much rather be lickshining her shoes, but footslaves can't be choosers - especially public footslaves!

                   'Lickshine my shoes, boy!' 'Haha, that's right, boy - lick clean my man's shoes. And admire his socks!'

'You look cool having your shoes shined, honey! You're better than him!'

The man looks suitably smug, whilst his pretty girlfriend is wide-eyed with excitement at my humiliation at her man's feet!

The manly shoe I must lick and the accompanying sock I must admire

The justifiably smug face of the master-sir

The excited face of the pretty mistress-madam

The female shoes I would much rather be licking (and nylon hosiery I would much rather be admiring!)

But this is my humble lot - licking her man's shoes as her high heels look gleefully on

And I must show the same amount of footslavish respect for her man's shoes as I would for hers!


Popular posts from this blog

Between The Toes

Image
A Gynarchy slave must wash his magnificent master’s bare feet whilst his master’s equally magnificent girlfriend watches on in her sneakers and socks. The old slave man has already removed his magnificent master-sir's shoes and socks from his feet... ...and must now hand-wash the master's feet in the presence of the master's pretty girlfriend... ...with his humble, slave head right next to the young woman's sneakers and socks! Oh how the slave must be yearning  to remove those female shoes and socks and wash the soft, feminine feet that were within them? But instead it is manly  feet that he must touch and wash... ...sweaty and hairy, male feet! 'Make sure you clean in between the toes, slave!' barks the master-sir down at him 'Get out all the grime and dirt from between my toes. Remove the toejam, slave!' The master's pretty girlfriend giggles How she despises the slave kneeling at her boyfriend's feet! Her own sneakered and socked foot, meanwhi...
Read more

My Job

Image
‘Slave, fetch a basin of warm water. You’re going to wash my feet!’ ‘Yes, mistress Jean madam. At once, mistress Jean madam.’ When I return to the living room with the basin, my mistress Jean madam is sitting on the couch having removed her coat, but not her shoes and socks. That’s my job! ‘Massage my socks before you take them off, slave!’ ‘Yes, mistress madam. I obey you, mistress Jean madam.’ I was expecting this. My mistress Jean often has me massage her sweaty-socked feet before washing them!  ‘Slave, fetch a basin of warm water. You’re going to wash my feet!’ ‘Massage my socks before you take them off, slave!’ I perform my demeaning task of gently massaging my mistress's sweaty-socked feet The socks feel, and smell, moist 'Don't touch my bare ankles while you're massaging my socks, slave, and look only at the socks!' 'Yes, mistress Jean madam. I hear and obey you, mistress Jean madam.' I focus on her sweaty sock... ...as I knead it with my ...
Read more