Local goddess-mistress Ms Althea madam, and her two grown-up
daughters misses Tanesa (22) and Precious (19) madams, are well known to me –
their local municipal footslave. Here you see Ms Althea madam using me on her
way back from the shops, as is her wont.
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| Local goddess Ms Althea madam casts a withering look towards me - her local public footservant - on her way home from the shops |
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| She stops to 'lord it over me' - as is her wont |
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| 'Kiss my feet, boy!' |
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| 'Yes, mistress Althea madam. At once, mistress Althea madam. I am your slave, miss.' |
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| I am not, actually, employed by Ms Althea madam as her personal slave... |
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| ...but I would like to be! |
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| I have heard that her current household slave is knocking on a bit... |
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| ...and I live in hope that, if I can be pleasing to Ms Althea madam and her two lovely daughters... |
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| ...they might decide to replace their decrepit old houseslave with me? |
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| It's a long shot, of course! They might not want me, and the Gynarchy authorities might not release me into their custody |
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| But I can dream! |
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| Ms Althea madam says nothing as she turns her back on me and walks away |
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| Who knows what her superior female mind is thinking about me right now? |
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| I just hope I have been pleasing to her... |
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| ...for the thought of possibly serving those SOCKS on a full-time, permanent basis thrills me to my pathetic footslave core! |
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