Hobbyist
Her hobby is to humiliate public footslaves whenever and wherever she can, by having them kiss her feet
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| She spots another prey that she can exploit as part of her hobby |
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| 'You're gonna kiss my feet, slave!' |
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| 'Yes, mistress. At once mistress-madam.' |
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| She skilfully switches her long-socked legs in front of my face |
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| From my lowly and impotent position, I can observe the lines of stitching in her orange socks... |
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| ...socks which tower over my humble head as I taste her shoes |
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| Several times she switches feet in front of my face... |
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| ...just to add to my humiliation! |
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| Then she turns and walks away in triumph - another public footslave humiliated at her feet and socks! |
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| She knows she is an infinitely better being than the slave she is leaving behind in the dirt |
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| She's a goddess... |
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| ...whereas he is just a common-or-garden, public humble head... |
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| ...fit only to look her in the sock and shoe |
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| Her sock creases are the highlight of his humble day! |
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| How he looks up to her socks - though not above the ankles! |














