Gated Footslave

There are many so-called 'gated' footslaves like me scattered throughout the Gynarchy's domestic gardens. Our owners position us there precisely so that we might be at the mercy of all and sundry who pass us by. Many pedestrians will stop to have their feet kissed by such a helpless, gated footslave!

A happy couple, out for an innocent stroll, spot a gated footslave at their disposal

The young woman looks down upon me - both literally and figuratively - as she contemplates using me

Unsurprisingly, she decides she will have me kiss her feet!

As a gated footslave, I now have the indignity of having to stare at the pretty stranger's plain grey sock as I kiss-respect her filthy sneaker

She switches feet to give me a taste of BOTH her sneakers...

...and hitches up her jean-leg to give me a humbling view of her left sock!

She then verbally mocks me, saying she hopes I appreciate her sock?

To the young woman's male partner's immense amusement, I humbly thank the mistress kindly for her mocking question, and seek to assure her that I do indeed admire her grey sock! 

Mind you, it's a well known fact that we footslaves in the Gynarchy do like socks

Let's face it, we don't have much choice other than to admire our betters' socks...

...since we spend so much time on a lowly level with their socks!

Having humiliated me, the happy couple move on, laughing and joking

Meanwhile, I bow my humble head in the presence of their greatness...

...and especially in the greatness of the mistress's grey socks!


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