Sneaker Shine

A customer is just as entitled to demand a SNEAKER SHINE as they are a SHOE SHINE. All manner of FOOTWEAR must be shined by my slave tongue upon command!

She approaches me at night in the full knowledge that her SNEAKERS and SOCKS have been on her FEET all day!

She stops to gloat over me and over what she is about to make me do - namely tongueshine her SNEAKERS!

For my humble part, all I can do is study the SNEAKERS that are about to grace my menial, municipal mouth...

...and their accompanying SOCKS!

Sure enough, I am curtly ordered to 'lickshine the SNEAKER'...

...and immediately, and humbly, put my tongue to work!

I literally must taste where this young woman has been...

...as I stare at her SOCK CREASES!

She switches SNEAKERS in front of my face and my tongue gets to work on her LEFT FOOT!

She knows she is entitled to make me do this, and relishes her FEMALE POWER over me!

And rightly so, for I'm just a slave!

A 'sockieboy footslave' to be precise - thus called because I must serve the FEET and FOOTWEAR of my customers...

...whilst studying and admiring their SOCKS!

I never get to see above my esteemed customers' SOCKS

Even after they turn to leave, I must keep my head humbly bowed and admire the BACKS of their SOCKS!

A sockieboy has no business even thinking about his customers above their SOCKS!

He must merely ponder where those SOCKS have been and where they are going...

...whilst the wearer of the SOCKS contemplates higher things...

...such as what to have for her supper tonight!

Sadly, I won't be accompanying her SOCKS to HEEL. I must remain here, as always, to await my next customer


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