Taste of Summer

It’s always nice to have visitors to my gloomy dungeon, even if they are strangers. I can at least tell from their footwear and from rest of their attire what time of year it must be outside, as my gaoler’s apparel never seems to change! I also get a ‘taste’ of the outside world on their shoes.

The current visitor-mistress looks, smells and tastes like summer!

Kissing the feet of a dungeon visitor-mistress...

...a rare glimpse for me of the outside world!

Her sneaker looks, smells and tastes of SUMMERTIME!

I don't get out much, so I'm only guessing?

My humbling view of the visitor's SNEAKER and SOCK...

...as I place my lowly, prisoner-slave lips onto her proffered SNEAKER-TOE through the bars of my dungeon cell!

My EYES are on a humiliating par with her SOCK!

And in the distance, I can observe the SOCK of her male companion

Beyond that, is the never-changing MUDDY SHOE and GRUBBY STOCKING of my dungeon gaoler-sir!

But it's the fresh feet that most grab my attention...

...since they may not be with me for long!

Such kindly pairs of SHOES and SOCKS - to visit me, a nobody, in my gloomy, subterranean dungeon!

I fervently wish I could accompany this superb visitor's SHOES on licence!

But I shall NEVER be released from my solitary confinement slave

The mistress who put me here has long forgotten about me, and why she had me imprisoned here

Needless to say, none of that is any concern to the pretty visitor-mistress

She just wants her SUMMER SNEAKERS kiss-respected!

It's a free service, offered to the general public by the dungeon authorities

Anyone can pop in at any time to have their feet kissed by a lowly dungeon slave like me!

But few seem to bother. This event is a rarity!

And, sadly for me, it is all over far too soon! My visitors turn and leave...

...and the gaoler-sir slams the dungeon door behind him...

...leaving me all alone with the taste of summer still lingering in my menial mouth, from the SHOES of my visitor!

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