All Part Of The Service

After a long, hard day at the office, a girl wants nothing more than a relaxing cigarette, and a quick lick and a shine of her office shoes before she heads off to her rendezvous with her manly boyfriend!

A pretty mistress approaches the public shoelick-slave outside her office

She surveys him in his lowliness and helplessness at her feet

She, naturally, decides to use him. Her office shoes could do with a lick and a shine prior to her hot date with her boyfriend!

She watches in contemptuous silence as the slave's tongue gets to work...

...in between taking intermittent drags on her cigarette

The slave has the inestimable honour (for him) of lickshining an office girl's hardworking loafers!

He also gets to admire her short, black socks at close quarters!

Socks that will have been on her feet since this early this morning (it's now early evening!)

They undoubtedly must therefore reek of her...

...but, sadly for the slave, he only gets to smell her outer shoeleather!

Still, it's nice to contemplate how sweaty the customer-mistress's black socks must be inside her shoes!

She keeps a close eye on his tonguework, ensuring his continued humility and respect for both her superior, female personage and her footwear

She despises the slave - he is the complete opposite of her boyfriend. The latter is strong and handsome...

...whereas the slave is weak and ugly!

She can scarcely believe the pathetic footslave's abject humility at her female feet!

Suddenly, her phone rings! It's her boyfriend - ringing to confirm he's ready and waiting for her at the nearby restaurant

See how her pretty face lights up at the mere sound of her boyfriend's manly voice!

The slave too is impressed by the man. What an honour to lickshine such a powerful man's girlfriend's shoes...

...and to be so intimately close to her socks!

Even if the shoes taste vile and the socks must be warm and moist on her feet!

This is the most intimacy a slave like him can ever hope to have with a woman!

She callously turns her back on him and walks off - engrossed in her conversation with the superior man!

Only he pushes her buttons - emotionally, physically and sexually!

She has already forgotten about the lowly and impotent footslave languishing in the dirt behind her!

He's just a 'thing' that lickshines dirty shoes and admires sweaty socks...

...the shoes and socks of his betters!

He is, quite literally, the garbage at his superiors' feet!

He must now watch as the bright young woman exercises her female freedom to walk away from him...

...albeit with his footslave-saliva still adorning the outsides of her leather shoes!

At least he has the comfort of knowing his footslave-DNA shall be accompanying her on her date...

...and that his menial mouth has helped to spruce up her footwear in anticipation of her meeting with her brilliant boyfriend

The lowly footslave takes one last longing and lingering look at his pretty customer's departing socks!

 

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