Office Corridor Feetkisser

Day in and day out, all day long, all he does is kiss the feet of his superiors as they pass by him in the office corridor. Nobody ever speaks to him, or acknowledges him, other than to have their office feet kissed by him. That's because he is the lowest of the low - a mere office-corridor feetkisser! 

The first office-mistress to happen along is wearing black leather loafers and white socks

She spots the office footslave in the corridor

She, of course, stops to use him...

...by having her feet kiss-respected

She presents the slave with BOTH her shoes

She has no need to verbally order him to kiss

He's just a dumbass feetkisser. Kissing feet is all he does!

Note the humiliatingly close-up and personal view the slave gets of her white sock!

When she is satisfied with his humbling at her feet, she silently turns to walk away from him

She must continue with her daily business in the office

She has already forgotten about the slave behind her. He's just a 'thing' that kisses feet!

Next to happen along is an office master-sir

Masters' feet must be kiss-respected every bit as much as mistresses'

That's because they are superior men to the slave - being free males

The slave, therefore, shows as much feetkissing respect for the office master-sir as he did for the office mistress-madam

The master-sir too demands that the slave kiss BOTH his feet!

He is temporarily distracted by an incoming text message on his phone

But the slave cannot afford to be distracted from his humble work!

He must continue to kiss the master-sir's feet until the latter chooses to leave him

And then the humble slave must keep his head bowed low - out of respect for the departing master-sir's feet

These are the feet of a real man who is a much better man than him!

Already the slave's next 'customer' is approaching

A pretty, blonde office-mistress in high heels

She too stops in front of his confined face - as if to give him a good look at her stylish footwear

See how she looks down on the slave at her high-heeled feet - both literally and figuratively!

Then, she too imposes her footwear on the slave's menial mouth!

BOTH her shoes!

The slave is permitted to look at the office-mistress's bare footskin (because it's impossible for him not to in his ultra-lowly position)

But his primary focus must be on her black shoeleather - and on kissing it!

She too turns to silently leave him after several kisses to her feet

He means nothing to her

Next to happen along the corridor is a beautiful, black office-mistress

She wastes no time in having the slave kiss her shoes

Another pair of lovely, black loafers, this time worn with short, black socks

The slave is acutely aware of the sock as he kisses the outstretched shoe, as, indeed,  he is of all his customers' socks!

For all the socks he sees are the socks of his betters. They are, therefore, socks of greatness!

What a privilege, what an honour for the likes of him to be so close to his better's socks!

Secretly, he wishes he could be one of this lady's socks...

...accompanying her foot wherever it goes!

But he's not good enough to be her sock! He must remain behind in the office corridor...

...ready to kiss the next office feet that come along!

Well might he bow his lowly head in shame!