My Sock-Level Best

A tough and terrifying-looking young woman approaches my face. Needless to say, my lowly lips show the utmost respect towards her boots when they are presented to my menial mouth for slavish worship!

A tough-looking and terrifying young woman approaches my confined, municipal face

She stops in front of me, like a bird surveying her prey

Then, without speaking, she presents her right boot on the footblock for me to kiss...

...whilst nonchalantly taking a drag on her superior cigarette high above me!

She then takes (presumably) great delight in watching my humiliation at her tough-booted feet

She still doesn't speak to me. I am too far beneath her to merit her conversation

Instead, my menial mouth must concentrate on paying lip-homage to her BOOTS

Meanwhile, my feckless forehead brushes aginst the soft, thick material of her green bootsock-top!

I can observe the individual lines of stitching in the UPPER of her SOCK!

She suddenly switches feet, and her LEFT SOCK is frustratingly further from my BOOTKISSING FACE!

But I must continue to show HUMILITY and RESPECT towards her BOOTS and SOCKS...

...as their frightening WEARER is still watching me like a hawk...

...whilst continuing to intermittently puff on her cigarette

Such a STRONG and CONFIDENT young woman. She's FABULOUS!

And she KNOWS it!

She walks away from me as she came towards me - without saying a word!

And nor need she - her body language and her BOOTS have done all the talking for her!

I eye up the BACK of her SOCK as she taciturnly turns and walks away from me

Such FABULOUS SOCKS, on SUCH FABULOUS FEET and ANKLES!

The BOOTED and SOCKED FEET and ANKLES of a FABULOUS young woman!

But TERRIFYING!

Just think of how IMPOTENT and at the MERCY of those FEMALE BOOTS and SOCKS I am!

But I take SLAVISH PRIDE in the fact that I have done my SOCK-LEVEL best to be pleasing to them!


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