Master David Sir

Meetr master David sir. 

Master David sir has recently moved into the area and is fast becoming one of my regular customers. He's quite an audacious man, since he's supposed to be accompanied by a female whilst using me. I don't know whether or not master David sir has a girlfriend, but if he does, I've never seen her!

Be that as it may, he is still a much better man than me - being a free male - and it is hardly my place to argue the toss with him when he demands that I kiss-respect his feet! Master David sir always wears sneakers and socks, and has kindly explained to me that he never goes bare-toed in public because of an unsightly fungal nail infection on one of his big toes (he hasn't told me which one) which his socks therefore cover up. I humbly thanked master David sir kindly for this kind information when he had first delivered it to me, and explained that I would kiss his feet with the utmost humility and respect, given that he is a superior man to me, begging his masculine mercy and pardon sir?

Since then, master David sir has visited me several times, and I am getting used to kissing his male feet inside his white sneakers and socks.

The increasingly familiar figure of new regular customer-master, master David sir, approaches my face

I am fast becoming increasingly familiar with his feet and footwear

He stops manfully in front of me...

...and then presents me with a fait-a-complis - his right foot...

...swiftly followed by his left

I humbly don't know which of his big toes is suffering from the fungal nail infection he had mentioned to me on a previous visit

But I respect both his big toes; and his shoes and socks!

Master David sir can be quite demanding - and he snaps down at me to kiss a particular area of his white sneaker

I instantly obey, to his macho satisfaction!

Oh how he must love lording it over me...

...a superior man having his feet kissed by an inferior!

No wonder he tarries quite a while, repeatedly switching his manly feet in front of my menial mouth

I am grateful to his white socks - not just for covering up his fungal toenail infection, but for presenting me with an admirable vista of pure, white sock...

...the socks of a real man!

Even an alien from outer space would recognise the superior being in this scene!

The superior man eventually turns and walks away from me...

...leaving me to rot in the dirt behind him...

...with a mouthful of his manly sneaker-DNA...

...and the memories of his manly, white socks!

I admire master David sir's departing sock creases

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Soon after master David sir has parted company with me, a bright and beautiful young woman of the Gynarchy approaches me and mercilessly mocks me. She explains that she had been watching me humbly kissing 'that geeky guy's feet', and asks me if I don't feel shame at having to obey another man like that? I humbly, and truthfully, respond to the pretty mistress-madam that I do indeed feel shame, although I must acknowledge that he is a much better man than me, since he isn't the one confined down in the dirt and kissing the feet of passers-by, begging the mistress's compassion and understanding madam?

The young woman laughs out loud at me and enquires whether I wouldn't much rather be kissing her feet - the feet of a pretty girl - to which I reply that it would indeed be an honour for me to pay my respects to her sweet feminine sneakers and socks, no disrespect intended towards my previous customer-master's sneakers and socks, miss, please don't report me to him and have me beaten miss?

She continues to laugh at me as she duly obliges, and shoves her sneakered feet one at a time in front of my face. When she eventually turns to leave, I contemplate my utter lowliness and wretchedness at the feet of others - all of whom are my infinite betters!

Mocking me for having publicly kissed 'that geeky guy's feet'!

Wouldn't I much rather be kissing her pretty feet?

Yes!

Another pair of sneakers and socks to admire - this time female!

Truly I am the slave of everyone who passes by - whatever their gender, ethnicity or sexual orientation!

They are all my betters!

And they are all entitled to look down on me, and use me - which they happily do!

The pretty mistress's laughter and giggles continue to echo in my humble head as she too turns to leave me

She feels good about herself...and rightly so!

For she has just witnessed the humbling of a pathetic, public humble-head - and has now humbled him herself!

Her superior sneakers and socks leave my inferior face behind them...

...as I stare at them with slavish awe and wonderment...

...the sneakers and socks of my better...

...but with shapely feminine ankles (unlike master David sir's!)


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