Exercising Her Female Power

A late-night customer mistress exercises her female power over me on the sink-estate walkway. 

I hear her female footsteps approaching me along the otherwise deserted walkway

Her shoes and socks stop directly in front of my face

I am then ordered to kiss her feet. This bright young woman is wantonly exercising her female power over me

Her black leather shoes are dirt-stained

But at least I am getting a good view of her black socks

I can see the individual lines of stitching in her socks...

...and imagine what it would be like to trace the tip of my nose down the soft cotton grooves in her socks

This is my job - to kiss feet!

And study socks!

The late-night customer mistress tarries a while...

...before proceeding on her superior female way

I hang my humble head in shame behind her departing shoes - the shoes I have just kissed!


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