Patheticus Minimus 3D

My mistress Mukta, who is a million times my better, is standing right next to me in her back passageway, but it is a moot point whether she will permit me to kiss her DIRTY SNEAKERS tonight, since she is seemingly preoccupied with her phone conversation high above me! My humble head is right next to my mistress Mukta's FEET as she converses on the phone I can only really hear half the conversation, but it is clearly a happy one, as my mistress is laughing and giggling All I can do is study my mistress's SOCK, and hope against hope that at some point...  ...subliminally or otherwise, she will shove her DIRTY SNEAKER-TOE onto my menial mouth! You see, I regard my mistress Mukta's SNEAKERS and SOCKS as my gods... ...since she is a million  times better than me! Every individual STITCH in her SOCK is worth more than me... ...being imbued with her goddess FOOT-DNA! Every CREASE in her SOCK must be studied and admired... ...and I must never forget how privileged  I am... ...to...

An aggressive and belligerent customer-mistress barks her arrogant orders down at me from the public shoelick chair of POWER, her Asian-girl voice laden with contempt for me: ‘Clean my filth, dirty slave! You shine shoe... LICK!’ ‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.’ I have to admire her contemptuous tone. This bright and attractive young woman really knows how to talk down to a slave like me! ‘Clean my filth, dirty slave! You shine shoe... LICK!’ ‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.’ I have to say, I am impressed by this pretty Asian customer-mistress's arrogance and her contemptuous tone She really knows how to talk down to a slave like me and to put me in my place! It only makes me lick her SHOES and study her SOCKS with an even greater sense of respect and admiration! This is, after all, the SOCK of a highly bright and intelligent young woman A young woman from Asia! What a lowly privilege to be so close to such an arrogant Asian SOCK! Of course, I am ...

‘Wake up, stupid lazy slave – and kiss my feet!’ It’s always a bit of a rude awakening when you’ve been dreaming of freedom only to wake up to yet another long day of abject enslavement, kissing the feet of one's betters! But I must wake up quickly and smell the coffee, as well as my angry, early-morning customer’s footwear, if I am to avoid her righteous early-morning wrath! I'm fast asleep as my first customer of the day approaches, holding her early-morning cup of coffee Her footsteps, being feminine-soft and loafered, are not enough to awaken me from my slave slumbers! ‘Wake up, stupid lazy slave – and kiss my feet!’... Her shrill female voice finally wakes me up! The first thing I see is SOCK - and I am instantly reminded of my enslavement! Said SOCK is then rudely shoved towards my face, along with its accompanying SHOE, for respect-kissing! Swiftly followed by its sister SHOE and SOCK! My lowly day has begun the same way it will end - by me KISSING FEET! I can smell th...

Some of my mistress Mukta's friends like to pick on me as I languish at their ankle level in the back passageway leading up to my mistress's house. Literally so, in the case of Ms Arabella madam, whom you see here nonchalantly picking her nose above me, as a public demonstration of her utter contempt for me! Ms Arabella madam casually and unashamedly picks her nose above me in front of her good friend, my mistress Mukta madam It's a stunning gesture of Ms Arabella madam's wholly justified contempt for me! All I can do is look humbly at her SOCKS... ... and admire their little pink loveheart logos! They are, after all, the SOCKS of one of my mistress's best friends... ...and are therefore due my utmost slavish respect and admiration... ...even if they do belong to a nose-picker! My own mistress Mukta, meanwhile, is clearly amused by her friend's antics I, of course, have regard for my mistress Mukta's nearby SOCKS... ...as, by Law, her SOCKS must never  be ...