She may be an archetypal girly girl in her demeanour and clothing, but this customer-mistress knows
she is the one with all the power!
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| Her pink and white outfit makes her look like an archetypal girly girl |
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| But this young woman knows she has all the power: 'You just a damned slave. You kiss my feet, slave!' |
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| She unceremoniously shoves her pink shoe towards my menial, municipal mouth |
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| Swiftly followed by her other shoe |
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| And then back again! |
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| I'm glad she settles for the time being on her right foot, as it is the one with the dainty, decorative ankle bracelet |
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| I look up to the pink bracelet, in a respectful and worshipful manner befitting a footslave! |
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| Perhaps I should be known henceforth as a 'stockingie boy', since I admire the young woman's white stockings? |
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| She switches feet effortlessly again in front of my face |
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| Now I admire the decorative pink patterns on her shoeleather |
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| Her long, shapely leg towers over my humble, shoe-kissing head |
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| Meanwhile, the owner of the leg focuses on the contents of her girly phone, high above me... |
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| ...before silently turning her pretty back on me, leaving me to rot |
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| She totters off in her high-heeled shoes... |
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| ...oblivious to my sense of abandonment behind her... |
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| ...and my slavish admiration for her stockings! |
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| I focus intently on the backs of her disappearing, pink shoes |
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| What an honour it has been for a male weed like me to kiss the feet of such a pink and white goddess! |
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| A girly goddess. A supreme being! |