Lonely Toepath Footslave (v)

Ms Mukta madam is another regular customer to my lonely toepath face, and is by far the most chattiest – often mocking me for my lowliness and loneliness and threatening to invite her husband along for his feet to be kissed. For my humble part, I try to focus on my precious time with Ms Mukta madam and savour every sneaker-kissing moment.

Regular visitor Ms Mukta madam looks extremely fetching in her red-and-white-striped tracksuit

I hear some of my fellow toepath-weeds being crushed by her SNEAKERS as she runs towards me

Her SNEAKERS (and SOCKS) stop in front of me...

...and her RIGHT SNEAKER is then unceremoniously shoved onto my weedy face

Ms Mukta madam likes to mock me whilst I kiss-respect her superior feet...

...calling me a 'pathetic weed' and threatening to bring her husband along some day for his feet to be kissed!

Actually, I would deem it a lowly honour to kiss her manly husband's feet. I'm pathetic like that!

I try to focus on Ms Mukta's SNEAKERS and SOCKS since my time with them is precious!

I only wish I could spend more time with them. Indeed, all my time!

All too soon, however, her SNEAKERS and SOCKS move on

Their wearer no doubt looking triumphant high above me?

And rightly so, for I'm just another weed at Ms Mukta's feet!
 

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