Regular Haunt

A local lady who goes by the name of Ms Mukta madam often visits me late at night outside my public-facing foothole cell in order to have her superior, female feet kiss-respected, but I strongly suspect I am just one of her regular haunts as this is clearly her hobby – humiliating public footslaves like me!

Regular visitor to my public-facing foothole cell Ms Mukta views me as just one of her regular haunts...

...Yet another place where she can enjoy having her feet kiss-respected by a helpless, hapless footslave!

She barks down her orders at me in the night and utters disparaging words towards me...

...mocking my foothole-prisoner impotence in the face of her sneakers and socks!

For my humble part, I do my ankle-level best to please her...

...whilst thinking only appropriately worshipful thoughts about her superior socks!

My humbling view of the feet presented to my face

I am in bondage. The female feet are free!

Free to come and go as they please!

I am in awe of these feet!

Meanwhile, the owner of the feet I am kissing continues to observe me from on high...

...mocking me and berating me. And rightly so!

She interrupts her mockery only to take the occasional puff on her cigarette...

...and/or to switch her sneakered feet in front of my confined face

Sometimes, she spends the best part of an hour having me kiss her feet!

Ms Mukta madam never seems to be in any hurry!

When she has finished using me, she simply turns and walks away...

...with a smug grin on her face and without so much as a 'by your leave'!

                                                           She is the epitome of perfection!

                          I humbly follow her departing sneakers and socks with my imprisoned eyes

What my lowly eyes see!
 

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