Late-Night Local Goddess

A local goddess uses me late at night 

She approaches me with the aplomb and confidence of a young woman who knows SHE has all the power

She is clearly minded to use me

To humble me

Her SNEAKERS and SOCKS stop in front of my confined face

Then her RIGHT FOOT is silently and unceremoniously shoved onto my menial, municipal mouth

I taste and smell white rubbery SNEAKER-TOE

She then swiftly switches to her left SNEAKER-TOE

But it is her short, red SOCK that impresses me the most

I can just make out the STITCHING in the ELASTICATED TOP of her ultra-short SOCK

Every STITCH must be seeped in her FEET DNA - given the SOCK has, presumably, been on her foot all day?

Oh to kiss that SOCK!

To have some of her precious, female FOOT-DNA rub off onto my lowly, unworthy lips!

But I'm just a down-in-the-dirt, public footslave...

...fit only to kiss my betters' OUTER footwear!

To taste where they have been...

...whilst staring, longingly and admiringly, at their SOCKS!

This local goddess is not perfect - there are tiny blemishes on her ankle skin

But that imperfection make her somehow even more perfect!

She is a real-life local GODDESS!

And her RED SOCKS are lived in!

If only I could be the permanent, full-time slave of this pretty, local goddess's SOCKS!

I would serve those SOCKS with every scintilla of my being!

And I would keep myself only onto her SOCKS...

...unless she desired me to worship the SOCKS of her FRIENDS and ACQUAINTANCES?

My lowly life would be ignominiously elevated to that of a beautiful young woman's personal SOCK SLAVEY!

But, as all my customers eventually do, she turns her back on me and walks away...

...with a triumphalist grin on her face

The face of a WINNER!

As opposed to my face - the face of a LOSER!

Not only have I had to kiss her everyday SNEAKERS...

...I have lost out to her SOCKS!

For they remain with her FEET...

...whereas I can only watch them walking away from me and out of my lowly life!

I am not worthy to follow these local-goddess SOCKS to heel!

I can only dream of being her personal SOCK SLAVEY!


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