Patheticus Minimus 3D

Scenes of Absolute Female Power over the Lowly Male Slave   1. Putting Me Into Con-text The (only slightly)overweight, glum-faced, but exceptionally pretty, black customer-mistress haughtily takes up her seat in front of and above me in my private footoire-cubicle, looking down at me with utter, young-black-womanly contempt as her pink and white, high-top, laced-up, converse-style sneakers rest on the two metal footrests directly at my humbly-kneeling, face level. I get to see a pleasing slither of finely-stitched, plain grey cotton anklesock-top on each soft, brown ankle beneath her now slightly-raised and frayed, blue denim, jean hems. 'Good afternoon, madam! Welcome to my humble footoire-abode! How may I serve you, madam?' 'Do I look like I want to talk to the likes of you, dirty footoire flunkey? Get a move on with lickshining my sneakers, and shut the f**k up!', she snaps down at me. She then makes a disparaging, and very loud, clicking sound with her tongue ...

1. At The Diner The master-sir enjoys the company of his pretty girlfriend at the local diner:   Whilst the slave ‘enjoys’ the company of her sneakers and socks beneath the table:   No coffee and donuts for him! And rightly so – for he must quietly and unobtrusively concentrate on his mistress’s sneakers and socks, as befits a young woman’s personal footslave whilst she is out with her boyfriend on a hot date: Nonetheless, he is pathetically thinking, ‘I wonder what tasty morsels my mistress’s sneakers and socks may contain within them, when she orders me to sniff and lick the insides of her discarded footwear later this evening?’ He means foot grease; sock lint; and toejam!   2. Make A Wish The kindly mistress, seated on the edge of the wishing well, is offering the head-cage slave at her feet some of her ice-cream:   But the slave only has one wish – for a close up view of her star-patterned socks: Which, pathetically, is our wi...

By Slave Paul In recent times, some of the Gynarchy high court legal proceedings have been subjected to increasing media scrutiny. Incidents of reputed ‘lenient’ sentences meted out against so-called ‘hardened criminals’ have been highlighted. To date, the only explanation that the media has been able to come up with is bribery and corruption! The courts were, needless to say, anxious to disprove all such allegations and demonstrate to the whole of the Gynarchy that proceedings were indeed fair and just. The only way that they could demonstrate this was to allow full access to the courts for all Gynarchy news reporters! This was hitherto unheard of. The first “open” case that was to be heard was, rather fittingly, brought against two men both accused of identical crimes and both aged 42 years! Ironically they both shared the same Christian Name: Paul! ‘Paul (A)’ was just a mine shaft superintendent; while ‘Paul (B)’ was a high flying Executive in the city! Apart from their names...

1. Minding My Own Business This bright and intelligent, black businesswoman-mistress is having me lick her black leather ballet-flats, and kiss her dark socks, whilst she is engaged in a conversation above me with her male work colleague. And quite right too, for, being a ‘step slave’, I am in just the correct, lowly position to be her shoe and sock kisser:   See how I mind my own business – which is to kiss-worship her black-businesswoman shoes and socks on her feet:   Note the feminine flower-pattern in the mistress’s dark, grey socks; sand the pleasing yellow rims at the tops, framing her shapely ankles. And note too, how her smart trouser-hem dominates my forehead as I kiss below her shoe-buckle:   Yes, she is my beautiful better, and I am not worthy to look her in the face. And nor are you!   2. She Is Amused! This slave is being whipped by his royal mistress. Well, by her burly brute of a henchman, actually! ...