Patheticus Minimus 3D

Even the streets of Ancient Rome were littered with public humble-heads - kissing the feet of their betters.

 It is truly an honour for the likes of me to kiss the feet of fit joggers who then leave me to rot!

The pretty customer-mistress towers over me in the shoelick seat of absolute female power as I lickshine her dirty kneeboots. My only regret is that I have no way of knowing what type of socks, if any, she is wearing inside those powerful boots. Foolishly, I decide to try engaging her in a conversation of unequals: 'Oh pray, pretty mistress, if you will forgive the intrusion, pretty mistress, this slave trusts that the mistress is feeling well today, madam, please don't have me beaten madam?' ' Shut the f*** up, slave! I 'aint your mate that you can just talk to, an' that! Put your tongue to the purpose it was intended for, and lickshine my boots! Tch!' 'Yes mistress! At once mistress! Begging your pardon, madam.' When will I ever learn? My customers, as the pretty mistress has so succinctly put it, are not my 'mates'! They are my superiors, deserving of my respect and admiration. And I have a job to do - I must clean her boots!

She loves giving directions - to the elderly public footslave, as to exactly  how he must lickshine her shoes! Which is good because otherwise he is sure to get it wrong!  

I'll say one thing for local street-goddess and druggie, Ms Arabella madam - she wears the most fantastic  socks! I mean, just look at how her short, black sneaker-socks accentuate the beauty of her ankles! Truly it is an honour for the likes of me to kiss such feet!

Frustratingly, some customers just want to have their footwear kiss -respected - even though I specialise in boot licking !