Slave Shoelicker-- dirty old man
Shoelicker is weak human being. He is 48 years old-- going on 65 from the look of him. He is a failure in life. His addiction to cruel women has led him to divorce, familial estrangement, financial cuckoldry, and social isolation. But let's be clear, the boy can write.
In the early stages of working on Toxic Treat, Josh talked about shoelicker like he was a some kind of literary legend. Josh spins tales of being in middle school and wanking every night to shoelicker's stories. Josh lamented that nearly a decade had gone by without more works from this legendary and reclusive author-- you would think he was talking about J.D. Salinger, the way Josh had built this guy up. I read one or two of stories and instantly sensed that behind the words lay a genuinely and sincerely weak human being, utterly unworthy of the hero-worship Josh and other porn-addicted ascribed to him. And so now one was more surprised than Josh when I simply and matter-of-factly decided that I would have a friend track this shoelicker guy down, whoevever he was, and the two of us would have a little heart-to-heart, after which I would put him back to work producing something of value.
Some months went by, it was a low-priority task; eventually, one of my friend got around to addressing it and began to investigate. So one day I opened my email and found shoelicker's real name and address there waiting for me. I knew shoelicker had been "clean" for a long time, but once an addict, always and addict-- they just need the faintest reminder of their addiction to trigger a total relapse. And sure enough, 48 hours later, shoelicker's decade long retirement has been cut to a premature end, his stories were placed on their rightful home here on Toxic Treat, and every day since, I've gotten deluged with emails from him thanking me for reminding him of his purpose in life.
When asked to summarize his own life, shoelicker produced the following:
Hello my name is slave shoelicker. I am a submissive man whose submissiveness has existed for as long as I can remember. For those of you who have visited Sophia's nonfiction section of this site, you can read the essay I posted there explaining why I am submissive and how I got to be that way.
For most of my life, I kept my submissive nature a secret from everyone. When I obtained internet access in the late 1990s, I began to create an existence for my submissive persona. At first, I was unwilling to interact with anyone, so I assumed the alias "slave shoelicker," and existed in a fantasy world where I put my fantasies into stories and in 1997 I posted them on the web. Gradually I began to interact with other people. At first, this interaction took place with other submissives regarding the fantasy stories I had posted. A short time later, through this interaction, I gained the courage to interact with dominant women. I was a frequent visitor to Bianca's smut shack fantasy and fetish forum, where I indulged in elaborate role-playing games with these women. Eventually I made contacts and became involved in e-mail exchanges.
As time went on during these role-playing e-mail exchanges, I met certain women who wanted more than role-play. About this time I move from e-mail exchanges to instant messenger. One of my biggest cravings as a submissive involves abject and total degradation and humiliation at the feet of a dominant woman. As my involvement in these instant messenger sessions were taking place, digital photography was coming into the mainstream. Digital photography and instant messenger provided me with the perfect means to revel in my humiliation and degradation by exposing myself to these women.
As you might guess, what followed digital photography and instant messenger was web cam interaction and eventually video documentation to expose and reveal my degrading and humiliating acts to these women.
I cannot possibly put into words the feelings I experience during an act of acquiescence and submission to a dominant woman. If you read my stories, posted here on Sophia's website, you will get an idea of the nirvana and utter bliss these submissive, degrading and humiliating acts evoke within me. It provides me with a high that I am sure could not be duplicated by any other means. Nothing could even come close.
Shortly thereafter, I started interacting with a young woman on a real basis, in person. The intensity of the feelings that this real-life submission brought to me cause me to completely lose control. My craving for it was beyond anything imaginable. My desire for it resulted in a quick divorce in order that I could continue to feed my addiction. My life was quickly ruined.
So I vowed a real-life submission was over for me. My submission would exist in a fantasy world, and I would never return to submission to a real woman again. And I stayed that way for a long time, making it one day at a time.
But then, I was contacted by an amazing woman. I knew little of her, other than she wanted to use my stories on her site and lived only a short distance from me. I was honored and privileged to begin interacting with her. What transpired rocks my foundation and immediately destory my solemn vow to never again give in to my need to yield to women. In a very short span of time, a matter of days, she became a drug I could not get enough of. I was helplessly out of control. I was in a constant state of arousal that difficult to endure. I masturbated constantly, returning to an aroused state almost instantly, as I could not shake her from my mind. I threw myself supine on the ground, and offered myself to her. To my utter disbelief, she accepted me, and I pledge to serve her with every ounce of strength and fiber of my being, giving her my mind, body and soul. This woman is Sophia, and I am so very privileged to say that I exist to serve Miss Sophia.
She commanded me to gut my own website, removing all my stories so that it would be clear the stories belonged to her now. And she has commanded me to begin writing again, Within a short period of time I will have new material posted on this site.
I exist to serve the every wish, whim and desire of Miss Sophia.
slave shoelicker
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Shoelicker can be reached at shoelicker.toxictreat@gmail.com.