Public Feet Slave

It’s dusk, and a superb and bright young officer-worker on her commute home manages to stop by me – the local public feet slave – for a few minutes in order to have her hardworking loafers kiss-respected whilst she checks up on her text messages.

Looks like it might rain soon. I hope she gets home in time, because it was kind of her to delay her journey on my humble behalf.

Sauntering home after a long, hard day at the office

‘You a moron! You a feet slave! You kiss my feet!’


‘Yes, pretty mistress. At once, pretty Japanese mistress-madam.’


She relaxes with her text messages as my lowly lips get to work on her hardworking shoeleather

This can unwind, now that she has finished work for the day, with a check of her phone messages...

...and slavish kisses to her loafer shoes!

I admire the young woman's short, pink and white SOCK!

The SOCKS of a hardworking goddess!

I examine every visible stitch in her SOCK, as befits a public feet slave

I dare not look at, or even think about, her bare legskin above the SOCK!

She is too good for me to think lascivious thoughts about her!

I'm just a slave!

A slave of the public's feet!

‘You finish now, slave! You only want look at my sock! You queer!’


The pretty mistress is very astute. She can sense my queer and slavish admiration for her SOCKS!

But it comes from spending my whole, lowly life on a level with my customers' SOCKS!

How can I not admire them? The SOCKS of my betters!

I sometimes wish a customer's SOCKS would take me home with them...

...so that I could serve them on their wearer's feet!

Meanwhile, this bright and intelligent young woman has a home to go to!

I hope and pray she gets home before the rain starts!

I, of course, shall get soaked - exposed as I am to the Japanese elements!

Oh to be in the warm and dry, with her SOCKS!

Chance would be a fine thing! They have well and truly turned their backs on me!


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