From the bohemian to the businesslike – the bus-stop
footslave must serve them all and show equal respect for their feet and
footwear! He must, literally, take the rough with the smooth – on his face!
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| A bohemian-looking mistress heads the footslave's way in the bus shelter, though she appears spaced out on something! |
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| She walks directly over the hapless slave's upturned face in her heavy, brown clogs! |
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| He can smell the strong mustiness of the leather |
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| She then sits on the waiting bench above him, her clogged feet initially resting on either side of his face |
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| Eventually, however, she rests her right, clogged foot on top of his footrest face... |
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| ...before deciding to kick off said clog and replace it with her sweaty bare foot on his face! |
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| She appears unconcerned that the slave must now inhale her sweaty, unwashed foot |
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| It's not that she isn't pretty... |
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| ...it's just that she hasn't showered in two days... |
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| ...and her naturally veiny feet are prone to sweating! |
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| The slave has no option other than to, respectfully, breathe in the hippy-girl's dirty foot odour! |
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| He would kiss the foot, if ordered to do so. But no such order is forthcoming! |
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| After a few minutes she slips her clog back onto her foot and ups and leaves... |
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| ...still with a vacant, spaced-out expression on her bohemian face! |
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| The slave is beginning to doubt that she was ever waiting for a bus... |
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| ...not that it's any of his damn business! |
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| Any member of the public can choose to use him at any time, whether they intend to catch a bus or not! |
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| He is the slave of everyone's feet, and a footrest for all! |
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| From the ridiculous to the sublime - his next customer is a somewhat distracted and irate businesswoman! |
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| She's having a heated conversation on her phone about some issues within her office |
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| Again, for the slave, as he looks up at the dirty sole of one of her shoes, that's none of his business! |
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| Meanwhile, the agitated young lady has kicked off her other shoe and is resting her bare foot on top of his face |
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| A much softer and more pleasing foot than the previous one he had to endure... |
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| ...though still with the faint aroma of sweet feminine toejam! |
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| Haha, the footslave really is nothing more than a thing for the successful and attractive young businesswoman to rest her foot on! |
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| All he can observe is the soft underbelly of her foot. Even her painted toenails are out of sight to him! |
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| What he can study, however, are the individual sweat pores on her soft, female sole... |
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| ...and he can smell not only her natural feminine foot odour, but also the residual aroma of female shoeleather... |
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| ...as the foot on his face has only just been liberated from its leathery, high-heeled and businesslike encasement! |
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| Haha, FEET, STINK, SHOES, TOES, SOLES... and being ignored! |
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| Such is the lowly life of a bus-stop footslave! |
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