A happy, handsome couple spot me and decide to use me in the train station corridor.
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| Spotted and about to be used | 
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| The handsome, happy couple make a joint beeline towards me | 
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| The young woman stands directly in front of me in her dirty boots, hitches up her jean leg, and asks me what I think of her sock? | 
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| I tell her I think her brown sock is absolutely fantastic, begging her female pardon and forgiveness | 
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| And, let's face it, it is a fantastic sock; on a fantastic ankle; inside a fantastic boot! | 
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| I am then afforded the honour of kissing the aforementioned boot... | 
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| ...swiftly followed by her other boot | 
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| 'Remember to verbally praise my sock while you're kissing my boot, sockieboy-slave!' | 
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| To her male partner's great amusement, I obediently pause my bootkissing in order to praise female, brown sock | 
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| 'Oh pray pretty mistress-madam, if it please you pretty mistress-madam, praise be unto your brown sock, madam!' | 
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| Like I said before, it is a truly fantastic sock - worthy of a slave's humble praise! | 
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| I then resume my filthy bootkissing | 
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| Boots, socks, dirt, humiliation - such is my lowly life as a station-corridor footslave | 
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| It's where I belong - at the dirty feet of my betters! | 
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| Speaking of which, the master-sir now takes his turn on my face | 
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| He too has me kiss-respect BOTH his loafer shoes... | 
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| ...whilst his pretty partner gleefully watches on | 
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| The happy handsome couple then turn to leave hand in hand... | 
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| ...gloating in their joint humiliation of me! | 
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| And rightly so, for I am here to be humiliated! | 
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| I'm just a humble-head slave... | 
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| ...not fit even to follow their shoes, boots and socks to heel... | 
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| ...though I can follow them with my eyes! |