Deepest Regret

My deepest regret about being a mere public footservant, is that I never get to know my customers’ bare feet – only their SHOES and SOCKS!

Yet another pretty customer approaches me

She looks determined to humiliate me

I watch as her SHOES and SOCKS approach my face

They stop to arrogantly pose in front of me

Then the right SHOE and SOCK is unceremoniously shoved onto my menial mouth

Swiftly followed by the left!

The SOCK is creased thanks to the outstretched positioning of the pretty customer's foot

I can sense her looking down on me with the contempt I so richly deserve

I'm just a thing that kisses feet 

Several times she switches her feet in front of my face

Oh to get to know the soft, feminine BARE FEET inside those SHOES and SOCKS!

But such delights are not for the likes of lowly me - a mere public humble-head!

I must make do with studying and admiring my customer's SHOES and SOCKS!

Said SHOES and SOCKS promptly turn their backs on me and start to walk away

I follow them with my lowly eyes

Sadly, I cannot crawl after them to HEEL!

I trust the young-woman wearer of the SHOES and SOCKS is looking suitably smug?

She has every right to be, having just had her feet kissed by a SOCK-admiring slave!

By a weed, down amongst the other weeds she nonchalantly tramples over!

Her SOCKS continue to CREASE in tandem with her foot movements

I humbly, and reverentially, count the CREASES!

If I can't follow the SOCKS, I can at least mentally worship them!

The SOCKS of a GODDESS!

Soft SOCKS; clean SOCKS; female SOCKS!

The SOCKS of my BETTER...

...above whose SOCKS I am not even worthy to look!

Her SOCKS!


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