In the crisp, early morning sunlight, the public footslave
begins his humble day as he means to go on – by kissing feet and studying socks!
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| A bright young woman, out for an early morning walk and a takeaway coffee, approaches the municipal footslave |
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| She stops to look down on him - both literally and figuratively |
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| She then does him the inestimable honour of letting him kiss her feet - his first feet of the day! |
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| Meanwhile, she enjoys drinking her coffee, as his menial mouth tastes sneaker rubber and dirt! |
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| She stops in between swigs of her coffee to observe the slave's humility at her feet |
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| She also, consciously, switches her feet in front of his feckless face... |
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| ...thereby ensuring that he not only pays humble homage to BOTH her feet... |
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| ...but that he also gets a good, close-up and personal view of BOTH her SOCKS! |
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| You see, like nearly all public footslaves, this municipal slave is a 'sockieboy' - obsessed with his customers' SOCKS! |
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| His humbling, head-on view of the bright young woman's SOCK... |
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| ...and how it hugs her shapely, outer anklebone! |
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| The slave, appropriately, keeps his gaze low - and certainly no higher than his customer's SOCK! |
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| But he does allow himself the luxury of admiringly studying her SOCK! |
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| His customers' SOCKS are his life - and these SOCKS are no exception! |
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| The pretty wearer of the SOCKS, meanwhile, continues to glance down... |
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| ...in between casual glugs of coffee! |
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| The slave can hear, and even smell the coffee... |
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| ...but he is only interested in SOCK! |
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| He even manages to count the number of individual, visible stitches in his coffee-drinking customer's SOCK! |