As a public footslave, I must always show humility in the
face of superiority. Thus, when a bright and beautiful young woman of the
Gynarchy presents her sneakered feet to me for respect-kissing, I do so with
alacrity and with full slavish admiration for her socks!
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| A superior being - a young woman - approaches an inferior being - me! | 
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| I'm just a common-or-garden public footslave | 
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| The superior being's sneakers and socks stop directly in front of my inferior, confined face - as if daring me to defy them! | 
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| Then the right, sneakered foot is unceremoniously shoved in front of my face for respect-kissing | 
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| My lowly, inferior lips must then pay humble homage to her left sneaker! | 
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| I get an intimately close-up and personal view of her sock | 
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| The white sock of a sneaker-goddess! | 
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| Slave kisses feet and studies sock... | 
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| ...whilst the superior sneaker-and-sock-wearer looks down upon the inferior slave at her feet | 
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| She enjoys humiliating the slave | 
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| He's just a public footservant | 
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| 'Study my sock, slave. Study the patterns in the stitching!' | 
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| It is only right and proper that I, the inferior being, should humbly study and admire my better's superior sock-weave | 
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| This is, after all, the sock-weave of a goddess | 
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| Every individual stitch in her sock is worth more than me! |