None Of My Business
As I kneel discreetly and unobtrusively at the base of my pretty mistress’s bar stool, I silently study the backs of her shoes and socks and contemplate both my abject lowliness and her absolute POWER over me – the POWER to have me WHIPPED (a POWER which, as you may be able to see, she exercises over me on a regular basis; and rightly so, for I’m just her slave.) Meanwhile, she chats in a friendly manner with the real man sat beside her – a stranger whom she has just met, but whom she clearly fancies. None of my business! My lowly place is to kneel at the base of the bar stool, studying my mistress's SOCKS My mistress is not interested in conversing with me - only with the handsome stranger sat next to her My humble role in such circumstances is to silently and unobtrusively study my mistress's SOCKS... ...and to ponder my lowliness I am not fit to even think of my pretty mistress above the SOCK! Let alone chat with her! My menial mind must be focused on SOCK... ...and th...