Japanese-Quarter Slave Of Feet
In the Japanese Quarter of the capital city of the Gynarchy, a public ‘Slave of Feet’ humbly kisses the SHOES of a pretty passer-by. That’s all the slave of feet is fit for – kissing feet and admiring socks!
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| The slave's customer is certainly pretty... |
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| ...but haughty with it! |
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| As is her perfect right - being a first-class (i.e. female) citizen of the Gynarchy! |
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| For his humble part, the slave of feet knows he is fit only to kiss this bright young woman's SHOES... |
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| ...and STUDY her SOCKS! |
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| His humbling view of the SHOE and SOCK being presented to him! |
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| All day long (and all night if required) the pathetic public feetslave kisses Japanese feet |
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| He has no business even thinking about his customers above their SHOES and SOCKS! |
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| In the Japanese Quarter, SLAVES KISS FEET |
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| That's all there is to it! |
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| Meanwhile, the pretty wearer of the SHOES and SOCKS has deigned to, briefly, look down upon him... |
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| ...before silently turning her pretty back on him and walking away |
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| He is not worthy of her conversation - and certainly not of her thanks! |
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| He's just a humble, down-in-the-dirt, slave of feet - an inferior being to her! |
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| She knows it - and so does he! |
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| He steadfastly looks admiringly at the backs of the young woman's disappearing SHOES and SOCKS... |
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| ...as befits a SLAVE of FEET! |
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| Oh how he wishes he could be one of those BLACK SOCKS, accompanying the pretty customer's feet wherever they go! |
