Lonely Towpath Footslave (iii)

Of course, not all my encounters on the lonely toepath are with strangers. I do have my regular customers, one of the most frequent of whom is Ms Kadal madam, who always kindly stops to spend some time with me, though that precious time is dominated by my kissing of her feet!

Unlike the vast majority of my customers, even my regulars, Ms Kadal madam does occasionally speak to me, though only to bark down her orders at me. Such a sweet and kind young woman, though not particularly friendly towards me. A goddess!

The familiar footsteps of Ms Kadal madam are jogging along the lonely toepath towards me

I brace myself for some divine, human company

For Ms Kadal madam is a regular toepath goddess!

Sure enough, her SNEAKERS and SOCKS stop in front of my face...

...before her RIGHT SNEAKER is unceremoniously, and silently, shoved towards my lowly lips

I dutifully kiss the outstretched SNEAKER-TOE

Followed by the LEFT SNEAKER-TOE

'Kiss the other side of my sneaker, stupid slave!'

I am not permitted to respond to Ms Kadal madam's haughtily-barked order, other than to obey!

But at least she has spoken to me!

Once again, she switches her SNEAKERED FEET in front of my face

My humbling, though privileged, view of Ms Kadal's RIGHT SOCK - including the CREASES and the CURVATURE over her shapely ANKLEBONE

I then have the even more humbling view of her DIRTY SNEAKER-SOLE as she turns to continue on her jog

I watch in awe as her SNEAKERS and SOCKS depart once more from my lowly, lonely presence

Ms Kadal madam, meanwhile, doesn't give me a second thought

To her, I'm just a toepath toerag. A nothing and a nobody...

...left behind her down amongst the other lonely weeds!


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