Marathon Humiliation Session

At first, she looks like she has no intention of stopping by me. But mercifully, she clearly has second thoughts, as she stops to mock me and then use me. In the end, I am grateful to her for what turns out to be a truly marathon humiliation session!

At first, the middle-aged potential customer mistress looks like she's going to stride on past me

But, like most women, she can't resist stopping in order to lord it over me

'Kiss my foot, slave!' she commands

She then watches from on high as I humbly obey her command

She seems to take great pleasure in humiliating me

And she is no doubt pondering how to add to my humiliation even further!

Meanwhile, I make sure my menial mouth maintains respectful contact with her outstretched sneaker toe

Her sneakers are dirty and street soiled - just the way I like them!

I also appreciate the elasticated tops of her short, black sneaker socks just peeking out above the upper rims of her sneakers...

...not that I can see them clearly when her foot is full-on in my face!

Only when she switches feet can I clearly see a tiny slither of black socktop!

It is an honour and a privilege for the likes of lowly me to kiss a superior lady's feet late at night

Even if it is just her sneakered and socked feet!

I study the sock as I kiss the sneaker...

...and ponder my lowliness!

I'm just a dirty slave, kissing dirty sneakers down amongst the street dirt and grime of the sink estate

No wonder the wearer of the sneakers looks down on me - both literally and figuratively!

She repeatedly switches feet beneath my feckless face

'Look up at my sock, slave!'

I stop kissing and, with my lowly lips still puckered and ready for action, obediently stare at the lady's sock

From my humble angle, I can only really see the side of her sock...

...and just a tiny slither of socktop at that!

Nevertheless, I zoom in on it with my eyes, as I have been ordered to look at the sock

Just an ordinary, everyday, plain black sneaker sock

But it is, of course, nevertheless a thing of great beauty and importance - being a lady's sock!

I contemplate my impotence and powerlessness in the face of the customer's superior sock

She kindly twists her ankle around in order to give me a better view of her socktop

'Now praise and bless my sock, slave! Sing its praises!'

Oh how humbling! Oh how humiliating!...

...being ordered to eulogise a sock...

...and to sing its praises!

Nevertheless, I must obey the mistress and verbally praise her sock!

'Oh pray, mistress's sock, if it pleases you mistress's sock, God bless you, mistress's sock. Truly you are a thing of great beauty, mistress's sock!'

My obsequious words of praise for her sock amuse the mighty mistress!

She delights in her POWER over me...

...and my pathetic subordination to her SOCK!

'Oh pray, sock! Oh pray! truly you are better than me, mistress's sock. How I envy you, mistress's black sock!'

Eventually, satisfied with my homily to her sock, the sock wearer turns and walks off...

...looking suitably victorious and smug!

Whereas I must bow my head in humble shame...

...behind her sneakers and socks!

Sneakers I have kissed and socks I have verbally worshipped!

I'm just the pathetic slave of other people's shoes and socks...

...the shoes and socks of my betters!



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