Late Night Jogger

A late-night jogger kindly stops to humiliate me in the stocks. Note how the ubiquitous magistrate master-sir who put me here enjoys watching my humbling at the pretty girl’s feet! I’ll bet he’s glad he’s not the one having to kiss her sweaty sneaker-toes!

A pretty, late-night jogger mistress stops to humiliate me in the public stocks by having her running sneakers kissed

She doesn't speak to me - only to what sounds like her boyfriend, on her phone

I am not good enough to converse with a beautiful young woman like this!

In the distance, the ubiquitous Gynarcy magistrate master-sir enjoys watching my public humiliation

And there is much for him to enjoy and loat over as my lowly lips must touch the girl's sneaker toes

I simultaneously admire her black socks

I'll bet they are building up a goodly amount of female footsweat inside those running shoes

Oh to be one of her SOCKS!

To be a pretty girl's SOCK - absorbing all her natural, feminine foot juices into the very fibre of my lowly being!

She continues her conversation with her boyfriend high above me...

...whilst subliminally switching her sneakered feet in front of my face...

...before jogging on. Please don't jog on, pretty mistress! Please stay!


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