Both the formally-attired businesswoman, and the casually-dressed student, mean business when they rest their weary feet on the bus-stop footrest – the former on her laptop, the latter on her phone! Though, in the case of the student, at one point she actually kicks off her flip flops and uses the slave’s face as a bare-foot rest! The hardworking businesswoman is still hard at work on her laptop as she rests her businesswoman feet She doesn't give the human footrest a second thought He's just a thing beneath her feet, for her to rest them on! The footrest-slave, meanwhile, smells her smart, businesswoman shoeleather ...as he looks up towards the soles of her shoes! He realises his lowliness... ...as he studies the treads in her loafer shoesoles! He is forbidden, by Law, to speak to a customer, unless he or she speaks to him first And the businesswoman-mistress chooses not to converse with him. She's much too busy! Soon after the beautiful businesswoman leaves, an equally...
From the bohemian to the businesslike – the bus-stop footslave must serve them all and show equal respect for their feet and footwear! He must, literally, take the rough with the smooth – on his face! A bohemian-looking mistress heads the footslave's way in the bus shelter, though she appears spaced out on something! She walks directly over the hapless slave's upturned face in her heavy, brown clogs! He can smell the strong mustiness of the leather She then sits on the waiting bench above him, her clogged feet initially resting on either side of his face Eventually, however, she rests her right, clogged foot on top of his footrest face... ...before deciding to kick off said clog and replace it with her sweaty bare foot on his face! She appears unconcerned that the slave must now inhale her sweaty, unwashed foot It's not that she isn't pretty... ...it's just that she hasn't showered in two days... ...and her naturally veiny feet are prone to sweating! The slave...
Both myself and my mistress are contemplating my forthcoming WHIPPING - she, how to inflict the maximum pain possible with her WHIP ; I , how to elicit sweet feminine mercy in her, perhaps by offering to kiss her SOCKS? One thing's for certain - I am about to be WHIPPED! It's just a question of degree. How many LASHES, etc.? As I contemplate the WHIP... ...in my mistress's pretty, but firm, hand... ... I also contemplate offering to kiss-respect her SOCKS! Perhaps the feel of my lowly, trembling lips on her SOCKS would elicit some sweet feminine mercy in her? I know she likes having her SOCKS kissed! I have been obliged to kiss my pretty mistress's SOCKED ANKLES on many an ignominious occasion! But it is always better to KISS SOCK than FEEL WHIP! SOCKS? Or the WHIP? Seemingly, my only choice! There's no guarantee, of course, that my mistress will take me up on my self-humbling offer! She seems pretty determined to inflict PAIN on me with her WHIP! Her SOCKS are ...
Only if slave could also see some filthy shoe soles, which it would have to lick. Keep up the good work!
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