I’m so glad I am situated where I am outside the
Ladies public restroom facility as opposed to the Gents around the corner!
Imagine having to be a ‘kiss your feet, sir?’ slave!
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A potential customer-mistress emerges from the public restroom |
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'Oh pray, mistress madam, if it pleases you, mistress madam, please may I kiss your feet, mistress madam?' |
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She silently accedes to my pathetic, self-abasing request |
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My lowly lips yet again touch shoeleather |
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The shoeleather of a superior being - a woman! |
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My eyes are level with her sock... |
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...so I can't help but study and admire it |
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Just think, this foot, sock and shoe are worth more than me! |
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She presents her sneakered feet to me with such feminine poise... |
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...one after the other! |
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How she must despise me - this superior and intelligent young woman! |
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Quite rightly, she soon turns her back on me |
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I bow my humble head in shame next to her departing feet |
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Feet I have just kissed! |
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And socks I have just studied! |
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I hope and pray that the pretty customer-mistress feels reinforced in her femininity and power over me! |