Frightened Of Them

'Look, Mukta! A slave! Haha - he looks frightened of us! Let's go over and humiliate him!'

The astute young woman in the bright red coat and yellow leotard is quite correct...

...I am indeed frightened of these two girls!

It's just part and parcel of being a public humble-head in the Gynarchy - fear of what girls might do to you!

In this case, they make me kiss their feet!

Filthy dirty boots...

...and sneakers!

But I must obey, for I am frightened of them both and at their female mercy!

I'm dirt, whereas they are goddesses!

How they mock me and laugh at me as I pay my male-labial respects to their filthy, female footwear!

I hear the young woman take a swig of her warm, refreshing coffee as I taste her sneaker dirt!

Our respective mouths are fit for the differing tastes now regaling them...

...Caffeine in her case; dirt in mine!

And her vile sneaker dirt is now mixing with Ms Mukta's residual boot dirt inside my menial mouth!

I look up to the girl's sock - both literally and figuratively!

It is a sock of power; of female mastery over me!

Meanwhile, the pretty wearer of the sock continues to slurp away at her coffee...

...in between her girlish giggles!

She's a noisy coffee drinker...

...whereas I am a quiet contemplator of the coffee drinker's sock!

 

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