Don't You Wish...

A pretty mistress is taunting a hapless public footslave in a semi-abandoned alcove:

'Haha, don't you wish you could be my personal slave, footslave? Following my boots and socks wherever they go, and serving them 24/7, 365 days a year? You'd really get to know all my pairs of shoes, boots and socks intimately! Wouldn't you like that, slave? Wouldn't that be your dream existence?'

'Oh pray, pretty mistress, begging your kindness pretty mistress, this slave would indeed be in paradise if he could serve your boots and socks for the rest of his life, mistress, begging your pardon mistress please don't have me beaten pretty mistress?'

'Haha, what a fool you are, slave! You should banish all such foolish thoughts from your menial mind! What makes you think any woman would want a raggedy-assed, public footservant such as yourself to be her personal footslave? Haha, you're not even worthy to look me in the sock!'

'Yes, pretty mistress. Pray forgive my foolishness, pretty mistress-madam. I beg not to be beaten with the whip, pretty mistress madam!'

'Kiss my boots, stupid slave. Show some humility towards me, and respect for my superior personage!'

'Yes, mistress. At once, mistress!'

'Don't you wish you could be my personal slave, footslave?'

'Oh pray, pretty mistress, begging your kindness pretty mistress, this slave would indeed be in paradise if he could serve your boots and socks for the rest of his life, mistress!'

The slave's view of his tormentress's boots and socks...

...the boots and socks he yearns to serve!

'Haha, what a fool you are, slave!... Kiss my boots... 

...Show some humility towards me, and respect for my superior personage!'

'Stupid slave!'

'Yes, pretty mistress. Pray forgive my foolishness, pretty mistress-madam!'

'I beg not to be beaten with the whip, pretty mistress madam!'

She switches feet several times in front of the alcove-footslave's menial mouth

He must therefore kiss-respect BOTH her boots, several times!

And all the while he must contemplate her socks, and what it would be like to serve them!

The sock stitches he will, sadly, never get to know intimately!

He's just a dirty alcove slave...

...a kisser of passers-bys' feet!

He's a nonentity!

As the pretty mistress herself pointed out, no woman would ever want him as her personal footslave!

She laughs at him, and his foolish dreams and desires, as she turns to walk away from him

What an idiot! What a footslave-dunderhead!

A meek moron - cowering behind her boots!

For his humble and pathetic part, the slave looks longingly at his departing customer's boots and socks

Oh he would be such a devoted and diligent, full-time slave to those boots and socks!

The boots and socks of a superior young woman!


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