Lowly Lifer

The public foothole prisoner-slave must rely on the passing kindnesses of strangers for his only human contact – via their boots and shoes!

Lonely and imprisoned, the foothole-prisoner's cell cruelly looks out onto the free world outside

His only human contact comes when a kindly passer-by stops to have their shoes or boots kiss-rspected

Here we see him kissing one such passer-by's footwear - the boots of a young woman

He angles his lowly lips onto her outstretched boot-toe

He is simultaneously acutely aware of her sock towering over his humble, imprisoned head

By Law, he MUST show his respect for the free person's boots...

...and humble himself below her socks!

These are, after all, the boots and socks of his female better...

...of a free citizen of the Gynarchy

Though she is performing an act of public kindness towards the prisoner-slave, she still despises him

She skilfully switches her booted feet in front of his confined face...

...before turning her pretty back on him and leaving him to rot!

She has not spoken to the slave beneath her

His only human contact has been via her boots!

And now those pretty boots (and socks) are walking out of his lowly life

He can only look - yearning to follow them!

Oh to suck on that boot zipper..

...and nuzzle those socks!

But the bars of his cell prevent him from doing either of those things...

...and they always will

He's just a lonely and impotent foothole-prisoner slave; a lowly lifer!


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