Tattooed Goddess
Here you see me serving a tattooed goddess customer-mistress. Hopefully, some of the camera angles will help to convey to you just how utterly humiliating it is to be completely and utterly at the mercy of a bright and intelligent young woman, and to be her public bootlicker-slave beneath her socks?
Listening to my orders from a tattooed goddess... |
...and then hastily obeying her orders - which are to lickshine her boots! |
I admire the goddess's sock-logo near the top of her grey sock |
It adds a sense of class to her socks! |
What a superb young woman! My infinite better! |
I should deem it a humbling honour to lickshine her black leather boots... |
...especially given how much she clearly despises me! |
And why wouldn't she despise me? Even her boots and socks are better than me! |
A passing master-sir certainly despises me as he laughs out loud at the sight of my humble head in between a girl's boots! |
You'd never catch him in such a demeaning and humiliating position! |
But then again, he isn't a slave. I am! |
A slave to young women, and their boots and socks... |
...a nothing and a nobody; a piece of garbage! |
'LICK THE TOP OF MY BOOT, BOY - BUT DON'T TOUCH THE SOCK!' |
Again I hastily obey the tattooed young woman's haughty commandment. |
Me, endeavouring to lick the customer's boot-top without inadvertently brushing my nose against her sock! |