Women, my friend, love their feet – no matter what. And even a woman with very limited means – 99.9999% of the time, even 100%will do what she can to take care of them. And if you’re a keen observer – it will show.
The eyes are the windows to the soul.
The feet, and my – as I write this, my SO is burning incense, which is NOT a coincidence – not that I believe in those anyway – the feet, and their vibe – the way they WALK, land on the GROUND – the way the slipper CLACK up againt the soles (some women have that habit, a friend once told me it was very annoying – but it signifies MORE Dominance!) … all of it points and is an open window to the dominance of the lady, her INNATE dominance she was born with.
So it should be!
In a famous Hindi movie, the lead actress once told the lead actor.
“Anken andar ka hal batati hai, bas padhne wale ki nazar honi chahiye”.
The eyes tell you what I’m feeling, you just need to know how to read ’em.
And, this same thing holds true for FEET – and soles!
I’ve written enough about talking to her soles.
ALL applies equally to FEET too!
And as I saw the Indian lady, a laborer, a category of woman I haven’t written about much, but they do lot of backbreaking labor is very difficult conditions – often building houses, carrying loads of bricks on their heads in saris and slippers if you get my drift- she was walking on the road, pink slippers clacking away – feet worn, slippers worn, DOMINANCE might be the last thing you think.
It was the first thing I felt.
The toes were painted red, amidst the dust on her feet, everything else, they were grimy, but even the littlest toe stood OUT so proudly as the feet walked CONFIDENTLY, splayed out!
Clack, clack!
Madam, Paye lagu!
The TOES WERE LITERALLY GLEAMING RED!!!!!! Even that little toes, so PROUD …!!!!
So much so I took my shoes off while writing this, while washing my hands later, I wanted to wash her feet!
I can just imagine how rude and arrogant Madam would be – if given half a chance.
And I’d willing serve her tired soles all day, give her money, and …
… it’s innate dominance, that vibe SHINES THROUGH NO MATTER WHAT!a
And so it should.
Madam, please allow me to eat the dust off your slippers.
YOU”RE SO, SO NICE!
Best,
Mike Watson
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Edit – a few hours later, you know I’m a true submissive when I’m doing pushups out there, and I manifest dusty female feet every time chest touches that ground – and knowing giggles all the time. Seriously, not EVEN KIDDING. And I’m so happy for it! xx
And, I saw another example of what i spoke about a few hours earlier. Madam squatting down publicly washing dishes, big broad feet – and that MAIN BIG TOE – red nailpaint (nailpolish is referred to this way in India!) – STANDING OUT!
I almost bent down and kissed the foot as I passed by. Madam, thank you, you’re so NICE!
