Patheticus Minimus 3D

This elderly male slave must crawl submissively to heel behind his pretty mistress, looking only at the backs of her socks. He is a good sock-starer. He knows he has no business looking at, or even thinking about, his mistress above the socks!  The good sock-starer slave crawls obediently to heel behind his mistress's socks as she walks along the street His lowly eyes never  leave her SOCKS! His humbling view of the back of one of his pretty mistress's SOCKS! He knows better than to look at, or even think  about, his mistress above the SOCKS! Her SOCKS are his life - a lowly life! A life dominated  by his mistress's SOCKS! Her SOCKS are his UNIVERSE! Meanwhile, the pretty wearer of the socks has anything other than her socks on her superior mind! Such as what to have for her tea tonight! Only the slave is fixated by SOCKS His mistress's SOCKS! Haha, that's right lowly SOCK-STARER. Stare at your mistress's SOCKS! Study the contours! Study the stitching!

 Your mistress is angry, slave. Kiss her feet and beg for her mercy!

A freshly-whipped slave serves as a footrest for his magnificent master-sir’s sweaty feet: ‘Slave, keep your whipped back still so that I can rest my feet on it!’ ‘Yes, master sir. I am a good slave, master sir. Please don’t beat me again, sir.’   The master relaxes after whipping his slave... ...by using the latter as a footrest for his sweaty, bare feet The slave feels the full weight of his master's feet and legs! He can also feel the sweatiness on his master's toes! Meanwhile, the magnificent and mighty master-sir is oblivious to his weak and feeble slave's suffering He is focussed on watching television... ...whilst resting his sweaty, manly feet on the pathetic slave's neck and back! The slave is compelled to look downwards... ...down at the floor... ...and down at his master's discarded sandals and WHIP! Timely reminders to him, should he need them, of his bondage and subjugation! Meanwhile, the master digs his foot into the nape of the slave's otherw...

I am a helpless footslave at a bus stop. My customers can see right through me, just as I can see through the glass footstool at the soles of their feet! Here you see three superb young women imposing their bare feet on my glass-confined face. So near, and yet so far! Lying on my back in the dirt - helplessly awaiting the arrival of my next 'customer' at the bus stop! A gaggle of girls approaches. They laugh out loud at my ignominious position The black goddess is first to kick off her flip flops and sit regally over me on the bus-stop bench The sole of her bare left foot is now resting on the glass immediately above my humble head I can see she has red-varnished toenails But it's the base of her toes that dominates my lowly field of vision Her foot is almost  resting on my face. So near, and yet so far! I wonder if her feet smell? Oh to be able to respectfully kiss and lick her bare black foot sole! I would endeavour not to tickle her sensitive sole with my footslave tongu...