A magnificent free male enjoys watching the elderly sockieboy-slave
having to kiss the dirty boots of a sassy and arrogant young woman. Haha – you’d
never catch the free man kowtowing to a woman like this!
Afterwards, the master-sir mocks the slave and his impotence
vis a vis his female customers! The old slave man hangs his humble head in
shame – and rightly so! For he is a lesser being than the well-dressed man in
front of him; he’s just a slave!
As a demonstration of his servility, when the man mockingly
asks him how his short sock compares to the young woman’s thigh-length sock, the
humble-head slave praises the master’s sock and says he thinks it is every bit
as magnificent as the young woman’s sock had been, begging the master-sir’s
manly pardon sir? The man then imposes his own shoe on the slave’s menial
mouth.
Haha - what a loser the sockieboy-slave is!
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| A sassy young woman demands satisfaction from the sockieboy slave... |
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| ...she wants her dirty boots kissed! |
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| The slave obeys... |
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| ...much to the amusement of a nearby voyeur master-sir! |
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| You wouldn't catch him kowtowing beneath the thigh-length socks of a woman! |
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| Not that the slave can see the fleshy tops of his customer's long socks. Only the freemale master-sir has that particular privilege! |
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| The voyeur master-sir's own footwear is equally deserving of slavish attention! |
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| His socks may be short, and tucked under his trousers, but they are still the socks of a real man... |
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| ...and are therefore worthy of the respect and admiration of the public sockieboy-slave! |
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| Meanwhile the master-sir smirks at the helpless slave's lowliness... |
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| ...in the face of the young woman's boots and socks |
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| He watches as she switches feet in front of the footslave's face... |
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| ...his own masterful shoes just crying out to be kissed! |
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| But, for now at least, the weed-slave's menial mouth must taste dirty and scuffmarked, female bootleather |
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| The boots of a goddess... |
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| ...a goddess whose socks tower over him... |
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| ...and who looks down upon him with a mixture of feminine amusement and contempt |
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| Was ever a creature so lowly and despised as the impotent, old sockieboy-slave? |
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| Her innate female sassiness satisfied, she silently turns and leaves the slave to rot behind her |
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| The man, meanwhile, moves over to mockingly ask the sockieboy-slave for his opinion on his man-sock! |
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| The sycophantic slave humbly states that he views the man's sock as being every bit as magnificent as the female sock that went before it! |
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| He then kisses the man's shoe as a humble demonstration of his slavish commitment to the man's sock |
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| The mighty wearer of the shoe and sock laughs out loud at the shoekissing sockieboy-slave beneath him - and rightly so! |
