On a hot and steamy day in the city, the public footslave
finds himself having to kiss-respect lots of sweaty, sandalled feet!
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| Sweat, feet and sandals... |
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| ...these shall be the order of the day for the inner-city, public footslave! |
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| Here we see him having to kiss-respect the sweaty feet of a mighty master-sir... |
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| ...whilst another master-sir is waiting in the wings! |
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| As the first master-sir walks off... |
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| ...the second pair of male, sweaty feet move in |
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| The slave respectfully kisses the proffered big toe... |
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| ...whilst the owner of the big toe looks disparagingly down upon him! |
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| 'Kiss my sandal straps as well, boy!' |
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| 'Yes, master sir. At once, master sir!' |
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| The slave obediently kisses the man's sandal leather... |
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| ...as he does not want to be WHIPPED! |
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| The man looks triumphantly down upon the slave... |
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| ...before walking away with a superior smirk on his handsome face! |
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| Meanwhile a young woman approaches the slave |
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| She too requires her feet and sandals to be kissed... |
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| ...although her feet are much more fragrant... |
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| ...pedicured and perfumed... |
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| ...and soft! |
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| Even her toenails are soft! |
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| She elegantly switches her pedicured feet in front of the feetslave's face |
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| She too looks down on him, with feminine contempt, as he kiss-regards her big toe! |
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| Then, like the male customers before her, she turns and leaves the public footslave to rot! |
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| her feet walk away from the slave... |
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| ...she has already dismissed him from her thoughts! |
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| The pathetic slave, meanwhile, hungers and thirsts for more feet to kiss! |
