Showing Proper Slavish Respect

A bright and intelligent young woman of the Gynarchy orders me to show proper footslavish respect to her beloved boyfriend when he emerges from the public lavatory:

‘When my boyfriend comes out of the toilet, make sure you kiss his feet and show him proper respect, slavey!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. I will obey you, mistress madam. I’m just a slavey, miss!’

The mighty man eventually emerges from the public restroom

'You're gonna kiss my feet, slavey boy!'

'Yes, master sir. At once, master sir.'

I kiss the man's foot...

...whilst admiring the creases in his manly sock!

My customers' socks are, pathetically, my life!

though, right now, I would much rather be kissing his onlooking girlfriend's feet...

...and studying her socks!

That's because she is much more attractive than her boyfriend...

...mighty and superior man (to me) that he is!

As I continue to kiss the man's feet and admire his socks, I over hear his pretty girlfriend praising him

The happy couple then resume their observation of my public degradation at the man's feet

Oh what it is to be surrounded by shoes and socks - the shoes and socks of one's betters!

To be obsessed by the creases in their socks!

To be humbled by their socks!

To be the slavey of their socks!

That's it - I'm nothing more than a sock slave...

...the slave of my betters' SOCKS!

No wonder this superior, happy couple look down on me - the inferior to their SOCKS!

 

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