Bright & Powerful
A bright and powerful young woman, well wrapped-up against the cold, approaches me across the frosty yard late at night. It's only when she stops in front of me and hitches up her skirt to show me the full length of her boots that I can observe she is wearing kneesocks as opposed to tights!
A calm and confident approach by a bright and powerful young woman |
I admire her black tights |
Only when she stops in front of me and hitches up the hem of her skirt to mock me with her boots do I realise they are socks and not tights! |
'Kiss my boot, boy!' |
'And the other one!' |
Oh how humbling! Oh how humiliating - to have to kiss the boots of a bright and powerful young woman beneath her knee-length socks! |
Meanwhile, she looks disparagingly down at me - the helpless, frightened, bootkissing slave at her feet! |
What a superior being she is to me! |
I am worth less than the dirt at her feet! |
Several times she switches her booted feet in front of me... |
...before smugly turning to leave me |
She is rightly proud of herself... |
...a bright and powerful young woman who has just humbled a public footslave on a cold and frosty evening... |
...with her boots, and socks! |
What a weed I am, down amongst the other weeds at her superior booted feet! |
I am not even worthy to look her in the boot... |
...let alone the sock! |
A slave's-eye view of the departing boot... |
...topped by its accompanying grey sock! |