Desert Patio Footslave

The desert patio footslave must humbly and respectfully kiss-greet the dusty feet of his owners and their guests whenever they enter his owners’ desert home.

The desert patio footslave doing what he does best - kiss-greeting his owners' and betters' feet

Under the blazing desert sun he must kiss feet...

...the natural moisture from his betters' feet being his only sustenance

He tastes hard toenail as well as soft skin...

...as he eyes up his better's sandal leather

Feet are his life...

...his lowly life!

The master's feet are waiting patiently for their turn to be kissed

And I'll wager the slave's lowly lips have already tasted the young woman's dirty sneakers...

...whilst his eyes feasted on her fabulous white socks!

He's dirt - and down amongst dirty and sweaty feet is where he belongs!

His humbling view of his betters' feet and footwear

He can smell the musty sandal leather...

...and the cheesey toes

Perhaps, if he's blessed, those sweaty white socks will be left inside his menial mouth later for a good suck-washing?


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