Patheticus Minimus 3D

A bright and beautiful young woman of the Gynarchy makes tracks towards me in her bright tracksuit. I observe the tracks in the vertical stitching of her white socks whilst I am kiss-respecting her sneakers, before she makes tracks towards the station platform to await her train which we can hear coming down the tracks.  

She's a busy lady, much too busy to converse with the likes of me - a lowly public shoelicker - whilst she enjoys her cigarette break. However, just to be in the presence of her busy boots and socks is an honour for me! She's too busy chatting on her phone to converse with the likes of me My role is merely to lickshine her busy boots! And to revel in the nearby presence of her socks! For these are the boots and socks of a busy goddess! I am honoured to even breathe in the same air as her boots and socks... ...let alone taste the boots! Her sock is of little importance to her... ...but it looms large in my pathetic consciousness, being the sock of a superior and busy young woman! What an honour to be so close to such a fabulous female sock! The sock of my better... ...the sock of a goddess! I like socks!

A bright young woman of the Gynarchy gets a great deal of feminine enjoyment out of watching her handsome male partner having his boots lickshined by a lowly, public shoelick. Needless to say, the pathetic shoelick-slave is hoping against hope that the young woman will also take up the seat of power in front of him, so that he can get to lickshine her shoes too! I diligently lickshine a handsome master-sir's boots under the watchful eye of his pretty, female partner She is enjoying witnessing her boyfriend's machismo and my subservience to him How pathetic I must look in her eyes! Meanwhile, the master-sir is preoccupied with his text messages on his phone... ...until his pretty girlfriend tells him he looks 'super cool' having his boots lickshined! At that point, he looks down upon me - both literally and figuratively 'Lick up the front of my laces, boy. Lick the laces!' 'Yes master sir. At once master sir.' Of course, the shoes, and the laces, that I w

In the great Gynarchy of Barbaria, some public humble-heads, known as 'ground heads', are buried up to the neck in the pavements, as opposed to buried up to the neck in a wall. They still have to kiss the passing public's feet, though!  A young woman, out for a stroll in the city centre, happens upon a weak and vulnerable humble-head slave at her feet Naturally, she takes advantage of him to have her feet kiss-respected BOTH her sneakered feet! 'Look up at my sock, slave, and tell me what you see!' 'Oh pray pretty mistress, if it pleases you pretty mistress, I see beauty and grace in your lovely white sock, mistress-madam.' 'Now get back to kissing my feet!' 'Yes, mistress. At once, mistress.' Having had to humiliatingly praise her sock, the slave resumes humiliatingly kissing her outstretched sneaker-toe This happens to him hundreds, if not thousands , of times a day! All day (and all night) he must kiss the feet of his betters... ...and adm