Fashionable Feet Slave
A public feet slave humbly kisses feet on a fashionable, seaside street in the Indian quarter of Femina - the Gynarchy's second largest city
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| This is all he does all day and all night - every day and every night... |
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| ...kiss the feet of passers-by! |
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| He's just one of the Gynarchy's many street-corner feet slaves! |
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| The public love using him! |
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| It makes them feel strong and special to have their feet kissed by an inferior! |
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| Nobody blinks an eyelid at this everyday scene. Life just carries on around him... |
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| ...whilst he tastes, and smells, his betters' footwear! |
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| He gets a good view of their SOCKS! |
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| He dare not look up at his customers' LEGS! |
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| His role is to look down at their FEET! |
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| Whilst they look down on him! |
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| Eventually, the young woman walks away feeling justifiably pleased with herself |
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| Triumphant, in fact! |
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| For she knows she is better than the slave. After all, he's just been required to kiss her FEET! |
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| For his humble part, he too knows that he is inferior to this bright young woman |
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| He is lower even than her SOCKS! |
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| He's just a SLAVE! |
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| Well might he bow his humble head in SHAME behind her departing SNEAKERS! |

















