Patheticus Minimus 3D

Local girls on the estate often like to use my humble head as a convenient, late-night rendezvous point. Sadly, they don’t always elect to use me per se in order to have their FEET kissed! Still, at least I get a good, humbling view of their SNEAKERS and SOCKS!  Tonight I am blessed to be the late-night rendezvous point for two local girls, misses Kayleigh and Chelsea madams Be under no illusions - these are ROUGH GIRLS, who, like,  command  my slavish respect, and that? It's just a pity that neither of them can be bothered to use me tonight to have their feet kiss-respected! Still, at least I am getting a good view of Ms Kayleigh madam's SOCKS, thanks to the wall light above my humble head I can see every CREASE and FOLD in her BLACK SOCKS And beyond them, I get an equally humbling view of mixed-race Ms Chelsea madam's WHITE SOCKS Though her SOCKS are partially obscured by her purple, latex leggings! Nevertheless, I can still make out the lines of STITCHING in her SNO...

This superb Asian couple have bought me for one reason, and one reason only - to WHIP me in the privacy of their basement (as is their perfect right!) All I can do is humbly kiss-respect their Asian-Master FEET and beg for their Asian-master MERCY beneath their Asian-master WHIPS! I feverishly kiss-respect my Asian master-sir's FEET... ...in a feeble effort to elicit some Asian master-sir mercy in him! But since I suspect this happy couple's only purpose in purchasing me was to WHIP me, it's probably a forlorn hope! My new Asian-master mistress madam certainly appears to think so, judging by her gleeful giggles! She too holds a WHIP, like her male partner... ...so I shall no doubt feel compelled in due course to kiss her  SNEAKERED FEET also? Better to kiss ASIAN FEET than feel ASIAN WHIP! I must say, whilst I am down here, I do very much admire the Asian master-sir's SOCK! It is superbly  CREASED in front of my face... ...and I am able to study how those SOCK CREASES i...

There is a sports ground nearby, so it is not uncommon for me to have to pay my footslavish respects to the FEET and FOOTWEAR of sportsmen and women! The fitter they are, the feebler I feel! A young woman approaches me from across the yard in her cheerleader outfit, presumably from the nearby sports field? This is a not uncommon scenario, though I don't believe I have had the honour of serving this particular cheerleader-mistress before? Her cheerleader BOOTS stop close to my confined face in order to arrogantly display themselves to me Then the RIGHT CHEERLEADER BOOT is unceremoniously shoved towards my waiting, menial mouth! She switches her BOOTS in front of my face, as a demonstration that the RIGHT BOOT on my mouth was no accident! I humbly show equal slavish respect to her LEFT BOOT... ...as she casually lights up a cigarette high above me What a superbly FIT and HEALTHY young woman! I feel truly feeble before her! 'Kiss the SIDE of my BOOT, slave!' 'Yes, mistres...

My mistress Mukta has me kiss-respect the FEET of all her guests in the back passageway leading up to her home, male and female! ‘Yo feetslavey! Kiss master Hussain sir’s BOOTS and study his SOCKS!’ ‘Yes, mistress Mukta madam. At once, mistress Mukta madam. It will be my honour, mistress Mukta madam and master Hussain sir, if it is pleasing to you both, masters?’ ‘Hitch up your trouser leg and show him your SOCK, Hussain. He likes looking at SOCKS. He’s queer like that!’ Master Hussain sir laughs and does just that as I taste, and smell , his MANLY BOOTLEATHER! ‘Yo feetslavey! Kiss master Hussain sir’s BOOTS and study his SOCKS!’ Master Hussain sir, whom I have never met before, kindly hitches up his trouser leg to show me his SOCKTOP! I can hear his manly laughter at me, though my mistress is much more circumspect in her mirth as she monitors my compliance! Being a 'heterosexual', I must confess I would much rather be kissing and studying my own mistress Mukta's ...