His Only Solace

The only solace for the lifer foothole-prisoner in his solitary confinement cell is the occasional prison visitor requiring his or her feet to be kiss-respected. It gives the solitary prisoner a taste of the outside world – on their shoes! 

The pretty prison-visitor mistress makes sure to maintain a professional distance from the lowly foothole prisoner

She does not speak to him. She only permits him to kiss her feet.

She knows full well this is his only connection with the outside world - via her shoes!

He studies her sock

Studying his visitor's socks whilst kissing her feet brings him some solace

Not that the wearer of the sneakers and socks is minded to bring him solace

Her aim is to humiliate and humble him!

And, of course, she is succeeding, since the prisoner must humbly kiss her feet!

Both the prisoner and his visitor know that she is superior to him

She therefore literally looks down on him as he pays labial homage to her outstretched sneaker-toe

Eventually, she abandons him...

...leaving him to rot in his lonely, gloomy, subterranean cell

He watches forlornly the departing of her socks!

He probably won't see these feet again for at least another month!


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