Patheticus Minimus 3D

 A footslave on the steppes of Outer Mongolia greets his pretty mistress as she enters her home He's just another porch footslave... ...albeit on the exotic steppes of Outer Mongolia! Still, like porch footslaves everywhere, he must kiss-greet his mistress's boots whenever she enters her home... ...BOTH her boots! And like porch-footslave owning mistresses everywhere, she doesn't acknowledge or speak to her slave

Some customers are excellent at delivering put-downs towards me when I pathetically try to engage them in conversation: ‘Oh pray, pretty mistress, if you will forgive the intrusion pretty mistress madam, this slave is most admiring of your socks, madam?’ ‘Tch!... No talking, dirty slave! Can’t you see I’m busy?’ ‘Sorry, madam.’   The pretty customer-mistress is busy working on her laptop high above me as I lickshine her boots My lowly task is to concentrate on tasting where she has been But I soon move to the uppers of her boots It is here that I get a good view of her fabulous socks... ...including the creases in her socks! I decide to verbally compliment the customer-mistress on her superb socks ‘Oh pray, pretty mistress, if you will forgive the intrusion pretty mistress madam, this slave is most admiring of your socks, madam?’ ‘Tch!... No talking, dirty slave! Can’t you see I’m busy?’ ‘Sorry, madam.’   I shut up and continue to lickshine her boot top... ...though I ca...

As a train station platform footslave, I only ever get to kiss-respect my esteemed customers’ dirtiest parts – their dirty shoes and boots! And rightly so, for even their everyday shoedirt is better than me. I can see my next customer approaching my humble head Her sneakers and socks stop in front of me Then, without saying a word, her right sneaker is unceremoniously shoved towards my menial mouth Swiftly followed by her left I kiss each dirty sneaker, as is my default position by Law Whilst the young-woman wearer of the sneakers focuses on her text messages high above me She doesn't have a second thought for me And nor should she, for I am just a pathetic feetkissing slave! These are everyday sneakers with everyday ingrained dirt And she is wearing matching everyday socks I can smell the rubbery aroma of her soiled sneakers... ...as my lowly lips make contact with their dirt Always I must look down... ...at the dirty ground and my customers' dirty footwear... ...footwear I mu...

 A Muslim businesswoman is the next customer to step up to my face on the train station platform I can see my next customer heading towards me out of the corner of my lowly eye Sure enough, she stops in front of me - the station platform footslave 'Kiss my feet, slave!' She's entitled to have me either kiss  her shoes, or lickshine her shoes She has chosen to have me kiss-respect them - very businesslike I admire her brown, masculine-like socks This young woman clearly means business! She switches feet in front of my face I make sure not to look at her above her socks I am not worthy to look at my customers above their socks. And, besides, it's the Law! Several times she switches her successful businesswoman feet in front of my face I'm just a lowly feetkissing loser! She turns to walk away without saying a word or acknowledging my humble efforts And rightly so, for it should be reward enough for me to know that my inferior mouth DNA is now on her superior shoeleat...