Non Fragrant

Not for the slave the sweet perfume of freshly-pedicured female feet. He must kiss (and inhale) plain grey sock on the pretty mistress's toes as she pops out in her night attire to the sink-estate stairwell for a quick, post-coital cigarette. 

Kissing a local mistress's socks on the sink-estate stairwell

Not for the public footslave the sweet aroma of freshly pedicured, feminine feet!

But it seems the young woman does not even wish for her sweaty bedsocks to be kissed: 'KISS THE STRAP, SLAVE!'

By which she means, of course, her plastic, flowery-patterned sandal strap covering her plain-socked toes

This young woman knows her own tidy mind, even if her bed-hair is somewhat tousled and dishevelled!

The slave instantly obeys the mistress's command and moves his lowly lips up to her feminine sandal strap

Oh how humiliating! Oh how humbling - to have one's face so close to a girl's sock...

...close enough to smell it...

...close enough to observe the individual stitches in the sock...

...and close enough to observe all the slovenly creases and folds in the sock!

The fool eyes up one sock crease in particular...


...the slovenly sock crease of a superb, sink-estate goddess!

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