Sultry Stairwell Mistress
A sultry stairwell mistress from one of the nearby flats uses me whilst she has popped out onto the sink-estate stairwell for a quick cigarette.
It amuses her to see me so helpless and vulnerable at her sandalled feet |
Without uttering a word, she stretches forth her foot beneath my face |
It is obviously for repeated respect-kissing - being the foot of my better |
She watches me derisively as I place my lowly lips on her superior toenails |
She then switches feet beneath my face. This is no accident - she WANTS both her feet kissed! |
And rightly so, for since time immemorial slaves have been required to kiss their masters' feet |
And the modern Gynarchy is no exception! |
Make no mistake about it - this young woman, though a stranger to me, is my MASTER! |
Her feet deserve to be kissed... |
...by a piece of garbage like me... |
...a mere slave; a humble head in the wall... |
...a nothing and a nobody |
Having tired of me, she turns her pretty back on me... |
...heading back to the warmth of her apartment and the loving bosom of her manly boyfriend, no doubt! |
Leaving me out here alone on the dirty stairwell... |
...wistfully watching the backs of her departing sandals! |