Smart Phoner

A young woman who is highly intelligent walks confidently towards me in order to have her shoes lickshined whilst she catches up with her text messages on her phone.

A smart young woman with a smart phone in her hand walks confidently towards me

I brace myself for some dirty-shoe licking

At least her socks look nice and clean!

The sneakers and socks stop teasingly in front of my confined face

Then, without any words of warning, the right sneaker-toe is unceremoniously shoved towards my menial, municipal mouth...

...followed swiftly by the equally soiled, left sneaker-toe

I endeavour to lick off the ingrained dirt...

...whilst the pretty mistress inspects my work

She then focuses on the contents of her phone, high above me

I mean nothing to her. I'm just a dirty-shoe licker...

...fit only to taste where she has been walking from the surfaces of her shoes!

She again interrupts her phone surfing to inspect my humble work

'DON'T LOOK ABOVE MY SOCK, DIRTY SLAVE!'

'KEEP YOUR EYES LOW AND CONCENTRATE ON LICKING THE DIRT OFF MY SNEAKER!'

'Yes, mistress madam. I obey you, beautiful mistress madam.'

She continues to observe me for a moment in order to make sure I comply with her female wishes in deed as well as in word...

...before she refocuses her attention once more on the contents of her phone

When she has finished with me, she merely turns her back on me...

...and silently, and surlily, walks away...

...leaving me to rot in the dirt behind her...

...with the lingering taste of her magnificent, female shoe-dirt on my tongue...

...and a pleasing, if humbling, view of the backs of her white socks

I continue to obey her wishes NOT to look at her above the socks

Why would I want to, anyway? Her socks are FABULOUS!

So many white stitches to study and admire...

...stitches seeped in her superb foot and ankle DNA!

 

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