Feet of Freedom vs Face of Confinement

Whenever a member of the public meets a foothole-prisoner outside his humiliatingly public-facing foothole cell, it's a case of the feet of freedom meeting the face of confinement.

A bright young woman of the Gynarchy spots a public-facing foothole prisoner

Such helpless prisoners are sometimes mockingly referred to as 'foothole fancies', as you can do whatever you fancy with them!

The prisoner looks nervously at the feet of freedom now standing directly in front of him

He is particularly envious of the young woman's white sock...

...as it gets to accompany her sneakered foot wheresoever she goes!

Right now, however, the right foot of freedom meets with his confined face - not in a violent manner, but in a masterful way, as he is required to respectfully kiss it...

...swiftly followed by the young woman's left foot!

This is her way of 'lording it over' the helpless, male prisoner. It tickles her fancy to do so!

She very much enjoys imposing her sneakered foot on his lowly, imprisoned lips...

...and forcing him to stare at her sock!

The foothole-prisoner, as we have already established, is most envious of the young woman's sock...

...and its freedom!

A foot of freedom meets a face of confinement!

By kissing the young woman's sneakers, the pathetic foothole-prisoner is having to acknowledge that she, her sneakers, and her socks are all better than him!

As if to reinforce that message, she once again silently switches feet in front of his footkissing face

The sock on her shapely ankle looks truly resplendent with its fancy, feminine stitching!

The male prisoner-slave, literally, must look up to the female sock...

...though he is forbidden to even think of this superior, young woman above the sock!

Meanwhile, for her haughty part, she continues to look disparagingly down on the male prisoner...

...a superior looking down on an inferior at her feet!

She then sullenly turns and walks away from him...

...leaving him to rot in his lowly foothole-cell behind her...

...down in the dirt!

The feet of freedom elegantly turn their backs on the face of confinement!

 

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