Sometimes a tiny sliver of SOCK is enough to get a public footslave’s
pulse racing – depending on who it belongs to, of course! If it’s the SOCK of a
beautiful young woman, as in this case, the pathetic footslave’s heart muscles will most
assuredly be pumping in overdrive!
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| A public footslave's pulse starts to race the moment he is presented with the SNEAKER and SOCK of a young woman |
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| And a VERY BEAUTIFUL young woman at that! |
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| Though the pathetic footslave, after years of conditioning, only has eyes for SOCK! |
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| It's just a tiny sliver of white SOCK, but that's enough to get his pathetic, footslave pulse racing! |
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| Especially as he can observe how the material of the white SOCK stretches over the customer-mistress's outer anklebone! |
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| Oh to get his LIPS on that SOCK! |
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| But, as almost always when it comes to his customers' SOCKS, he can look but not touch! |
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| His menial, municipal mouth belongs on SHOE |
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| The SHOE of his BETTER! |
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| The SHOES and SOCKS callously turn to walk away from him... |
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| ...their pretty wearer now engrossed in a conversation with her manly boyfriend on the phone |
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| All the slave can do is commit this customer-mistress's SOCKS to memory, and dream of what might have been! |
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