Spiel

My master-sir often tries to earn a few extra Fems* by touting me out around the local neighbourhood. He's very good at the old spiel, especially when it comes to chatting up women, and so he will offer them anything from a quick kiss-respecting of their feet on their own doorstep for just 50 scents*, to a lickshining of all their dirty shoes and boots for 1 or 2 Fems (depending on the number of pairs), to a full-blown, one-hour long footworshipping session (foot massage, pedicure etc) in the privacy of their own home for only 5 Fems! 

This being a relatively wealthy neighbourhood, most of the inhabitants already have a domestic personal footslave, but they will often take up my master-sir's offer of a quick doorstep-feetkissing, since it's always nice to have one's feet kissed by a humble and helpless slave!

Whilst my master-sir is delivering his spiel, I must dutifully kneel by his feet and study his sneakers and socks, but as soon as the customer 'bites' I must turn my slavish attentions to their feet, as befits a diligent and obedient slave! Here you see me kiss-respecting the feet of a beautiful young woman on her doorstep, whilst my successful master-sir watches on.

*Fem: unit of currency in the Gynarchy (1 Fem = 50 Female 'Scents'!)

My master-sir, delivering his well-practised spiel on a lady's doorstep

I humbly focus on my master's sneakers and socks whilst he is speaking to the lady

I study the creases in his socks...

...quietly and unobtrusively, so as not to interrupt my master-sir's spiel!

As soon as the customer takes up the offer of a doorstep-feetkissing, however, I switch my slavish attention to her sneakered feet

It is now her white sock I must focus on with my lowly eyes, as my equally lowly lips touch feminine sneaker leather!

She gracefully switches feet in front of me. Her feet have obviously been kissed many times by slaves like me.

She is clearly no 'virgin' when it comes to having her feet kiss-respected!

There are very few such 'virginal' women in the Gynarchy, since male footslaves are two a penny!

The woman, and my master-sir, gleefully watch my doorstep humiliation at the lady's sneakered feet

Again she switches her feet in front of my face...

...before laughing and congratulating my master-sir on my slavish compliance, humility and obedience!

He thanks her for her kind comments, and the couple resume watching my degradation

Truly I am surrounded by the sneakers and socks of my betters!

I remain alert to the supervisory sneakers and socks of my nearby master-sir...

...but am now primarily focussed on the female stranger's sneakers and socks in front of me!

It is they I must serve right now - and serve well...

...so that my master-sir can enjoy the fruits of my humble labours; in this case, 50 scents!


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