Precious Presence

Regular customer and local goddess-mistress, Ms Kadal madam, pays an all-too fleeting visit to my confined face, thereby honouring me with her precious BOOT and SOCK presence.

I recognise, from the corner of my footslave eye, the approaching BOOTS and SOCKS of local goddess Ms Kadal madam

She stops directly in front of my face and mocks me, by asking me if I would like to kiss-worship her BOOTS?

It's a rhetorical question, of course, because we both know I am ultra-eager to do so, since I'm just a slave!

I can sense divine Ms Kadal madam looking down upon me with a mixture of contempt and pity...

...for I am such a lowly creature at her BOOTS!

Even her SOCKS are higher than me!

She deftly switches her BOOTED FEET in front of my face...

...whilst continuing to despise me...

...as well she might!

But, for a helpless public footslave like me, it is better to KISS BOOT than INVOKE WRATH!

BOOTS, or a BEATING!

Being a WEED, I opt for kissing her BOOTS!

She tarries for a few minutes...

...clearly enjoying my humility and submission at her BOOTS!

She then, silently, turns her back on me and walks away...

...no doubt with a smug grin writ large on her pretty face?

The face of a WINNER!

Meanwhile, I bow my humble head in shame behind her departing BOOTS and SOCKS...

...the BOOTS and SOCKS of my INFINITE BETTER!

Furtivel, I take one last, lingering glimpse at the back of her BOOTS...

...and SOCKS!

What an honour to have spent some time in their PRECIOUS PRESENCE!


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