Haughty High Heels

It’s not all about scruffy SNEAKERS and SOCKS on the public highway. A public footslave will occasionally encounter a smart pair of hardworking, if haughty, high heels!

A pair of high heels click-clack their way across the concrete towards me

They stop directly in front of me, as if challenging me to disrespect their female authority!

Then the right high-heeled shoe is unceremoniously shoved onto my menial mouth...

...whilst its wearer focuses on her text messages

She can't even be bothered to inspect my lowly lip-work on her haughty, high-heeled shoes!

But it's a lip-work which is deeply respectful of the shoes' hard work and success!

I look up to the foot in front of me

There may not be any SOCK CREASES to study and admire

But there are, of course, FEMALE FOOT VEINS!

Hardworking veins that have been inside these unsocked shoes all day!

I can detect the faint odour of fabulous female foot...

...mixed in with the patent shoeleather!

Meanwhile, the wearer of the shoes continues to concentrate on the contents of her phone high above me...

...whilst I continue to focus on her bare foot!

Including the heel lines at the back of her shapely feminine heel...

...and the signs of everyday wear on the back of her shoe-heel!

Not to mention, of course, her TOE CLEAVAGE!

I can't avoid the CLEAVAGE, with the tops of her TOES being exposed to my feckless footslave gaze!

What an honour! What a privilege!

To see a customer's CLEAVAGE!

Not her breast cleavage, of course!

I am not worthy to look up at her breasts!

Only down at her FEET!

I'm just a down-in-the-dirt footslave!

Fit only to kiss SHOES and study FEET - the SHOES and FEET of my betters!


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