Patheticus Minimus 3D

A public humble-head slave isn't just used to lickshine dirty shoes. He can be ordered to kiss your feet also - just to make you feel high and mighty and good about yourself. To make you feel superior. Here we see one bright and intelligent young businesswoman doing just that.

'Morning, sockieboy! Wakey wakey, rise and lickshine! I'm wearing my nice spotty socks inside my sneakers today - the ones you like!' 'Oh pray, mistress Mukta madam! Oh bless! Oh bliss! Oh your spotty socks, madam!' I do love it when Ms Mukta is my first customer of the day - always such a pleasant awakening! Especially when she is wearing her tracksuit and especially when she is wearing her spotty white socks! She hitches up her tracksuit bottoms to facilitate me in seeing her socks. Such a kind and generous young woman, though, of course, her actions are designed to humble me. Nevertheless, it sets me up for the day - another day of lickshining people's dirty feet!

In the Gynarchy prison humiliation hall a prisoner-slave must kiss a prison-visitor's feet under the strict supervision of a Gynarchy prison-officer mistress.

This evening regular customer-mistress Ms Mukta madam is in a businesslike mood as she stops by me on her way home from work for a quick lick and a shine. I reciprocate the businesslike atmosphere by responding professionally and politely to her question: 'Do you like my socks, slave?' 'Yes indeed, mistress Mukta madam, if it pleases you mistress Mukta madam? Your socks are my life, madam.' And what's not to like about her socks - herringbone-patterned; brown; and crucially they have been on her hardworking feet all day, inside her smart office loafers, garnishing her daily footsweat.