Patheticus Minimus 3D

The sink-estate feet slavey spends his lowly days and nights humbly kissing the feet of his sink-estate betters, all of whom, quite rightly, despise him! His is a world full of BOOTS, SHOES, SNEAKERS and SOCKS! A bright young woman takes advantage of the sink-estate feet slavey late at night She knows she is better than him and that it is right and proper he should kiss-respect her FEET! Once again, therefore, the sink-estate feet slavey has a mouthful of SNEAKER! His lowly eyes are also perilously close to the customer's SOCK! Haha, kissing and admiring other people's SNEAKERS and SOCKS. What a lowly life the sink-estate feet slavey leads! He really is a NOTHING and a NOBODY... ...worth less than the SNEAKERS and SOCKS he serves! What a numpty! Meanwhile, the wearer of the SNEAKERS and SOCKS enjoys her late-night cigarette high above the slave's humble head He's just another piece of trash down amongst her FEET! She deigns to look down upon him... ...as he pays humble...

‘Clean my feet, old slavey!’ The barked order from my mistress Priya is not delivered in a friendly tone, and the term ‘old slavey’ is most definitely NOT a term of affection. Rather it is a term of abuse, and the tone is haughty and demanding, not polite and gentle! Nevertheless, I must humbly and submissively obey, being a mere slave in this household! ‘Yes, mistress Priya madam. At once, mistress Priya madam.’ Meanwhile, her husband – my master Robert sir – with WHIP in hand, makes damn sure I obey his pretty wife: ‘Obey my wife, old slavey. Wipe away all the filth and sweat from her feet. And make sure you remove any toejam, or you’ll have my WHIP to answer to!’ ‘Yes, master sir. I will be a good feet cleaner for your beautiful wife, master sir.’ ‘Afterwards you will hand wash her dirty socks!’ ‘Yes, master sir.’ ‘Clean my feet, old slavey!’ My mistress Priya haughtily barks her disparaging orders down at me - her 'old slavey'! It is most definitely NOT a term...

It’s the WHIP that makes me so submissive and obedient – both the STING and the FEAR of it. Master can rest assured that I will happily kiss his feet rather than feel the WRATH of his WHIP! Submissively kissing my master's BOOTS in my basement cell It is the WHIP that has made me thus! Better to KISS BOOT than FEEL WHIP! The WHIP! The MASTER-SIR! Must kiss master's BOOTS! Must show him I am reduced to being his humble and obedient, WHIPPED slave! FEAR of the WHIP! The POWER of the WHIP! The POWER of the BOOT! My only choice is either to submit to the master's BOOTS... ...or to the STING of his WHIP!... I choose BOOTS!

The pretty, Chinese customer mistress, an overseas tourist, appears to speak no English. Nor does she even speak Chinese as she settles down onto the public shoelick chair of POWER above me, not even to bark her female orders down at me. She seems fixated instead on her text messages high above my humble head! But, to be fair, she has no need to speak to me in any  language. It is clear what I must do - tongueshine her SHOES. That's all  I do - tongueshine the SHOES and BOOTS of my BETTERS! So I must simply get on with it! She doesn't say a word to me; not in English... ...nor even in Chinese! But she doesn't need to. It is clear what I must do - tongueshine her green, croc-style SHOES! That's all  I do - tongueshine SHOES! Though I also, furtively, get to study and admire my customers' SOCKS! In this case, multicoloured cartoon-print SOCKS... ...heavily creased around the customer's ANKLES! She's a CHINESE SANDAL and SOCK GODDESS! I, literally, look up to h...