Getting His Pulse Racing

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!

A public footslave's pulse starts to race the moment he is presented with the SNEAKER and SOCK of a young woman

And a VERY BEAUTIFUL young woman at that!

Though the pathetic footslave, after years of conditioning, only has eyes for SOCK!

It's just a tiny sliver of white SOCK, but that's enough to get his pathetic, footslave pulse racing!

Especially as he can observe how the material of the white SOCK stretches over the customer-mistress's outer anklebone!

Oh to get his LIPS on that SOCK!

But, as almost always when it comes to his customers' SOCKS, he can look but not touch!

His menial, municipal mouth belongs on SHOE

The SHOE of his BETTER!

The SHOES and SOCKS callously turn to walk away from him...

...their pretty wearer now engrossed in a conversation with her manly boyfriend on the phone

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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