Butt Of The Joke

A public shoelick such as myself is often the butt of jokes on the part of his betters. Here you will see me being mocked by a nerd master-sir and his pretty girlfriend as I lickshine the sneakers of a potty-mouthed customer mistress who, if anything, despises me even more than they do!

'F***in' lickshine my sneakers, boy! Begin wiv the f***in' right sneaker, yeah, as that's like the filfiest one, an' that? And then do the left one, an' that. F***in' get a move on, moron!...

...I ain't got all f***in' day, yeah?'

The potty-mouthed customer mistress points to her designated dirty right sneaker with her painted fingernail!

She then listens glumly as I seek to reassure her that it will be an honour for me to divest her sneakers of their common, everyday streetdirt and grime!

She seems sceptical as my lowly tongue gets to work on the nominally white leather of her right shoe!

'F***in' start at the bottom of the sneaker, f***wit slave! Oh my God, I'll so whip you, an' that, iffin you don't get off all the dirt I has been walkin' in, yeah?'

'Yes, mistress. Forgive me, mistress madam. I hear and obey you, pretty mistress madam!'

I lower my head, and my gaze, from her dark grey sock...

...though we both know it's her sock that drew me towards her upper sneaker-leather in the first place!

The sight of her glorious grey, creased sock will just have to wait, it seems, as my tongue has urgent work to do on the base of her sneaker!

I feel pathetically honoured to be spoken down to like this by a bright young woman who knows her own mind!

Meantime, I can hear a nerdy-sounding, passing master sir nasally mocking me and pointing me out to his pretty girlfriend: 'Haha, look Filomena - a slave! See how he's having to lick that lady's dirty sneakers?...


                                   ...I'll bet he wishes he could lick her socks as well? Heehee...

'Isn't that right, sockieboy? Don't you yearn to lick your customer's socks?'

'Yes master sir, begging your pardon master sir. The master sir is indeed very astute, sir!'

No wonder his pretty girlfriend despises me...

...a wannabe girls' sock-licker, grovelling and fawning to her beloved boyfriend!

What a pathetic creature I must be in her superior, female eyes?

She and her nerdy boyfriend continue to watch me with great mirth and merriment...

...whilst the customer-mistress keeps a close eye on my humble tonguework at her sneakered feet!

 



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