As Day Turns To Night

As day turns to night, I have the added humility of knowing that my customers’ SHOES and SOCKS will, almost certainly, have been on their feet all day, as I kiss-respect their outer footwear and admiringly stare at their inner footwear!

An unknown customer-mistress approaches me as day turns to night

'You're gonna kiss my feet, slavey-boy!'

'Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.'

I've definitely not had the honour of serving these SHOES and SOCKS before

I never forget a pretty SHOE...

...or SOCK!

The lacy frills of the customer's SOCK brush against my feckless forehead as I kiss her outer footwear!

She looks down on me, of course, as the feetkissing 'slavey-boy' at her FEET!

She makes damn sure I pay my slavish respects to BOTH her feet - several times!

I humbly SUCK on her SHOE-SPIKES...

...before she turns her back on me to gloatingly walk away!

Just think - those superb SHOES and SOCKS have almost certainly been on her feet all day!


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