It Indoors
This pathetic old slave never gets to go outside into the fresh air. He is permanently located in the stately home corridor, kissing feet. He is, therefore, disparagingly referred to by his betters as ‘it indoors’. A pretty visitor to the stately home approaches the slave down the corridor She chuckles at the pathetic-looking old slave man What a loser he is! What a dork! Her soft footsteps creak along the floorboards... ...before stopping directly in front of the confined footslave's face The right foot is then unceremoniously presented to the footslave's menial mouth for respect-kissing The slave has the added indignity of having to observe at ultra-close quarters the young woman's SOCK CREASES! Haha, welcome to his lowly world - a world of SHOES and SOCKS... ...and the tasting and smelling thereof! The wooden bars of the bannister might as well be the iron bars of a cage For this footslave never gets to go anywhere All day long, he must kiss the FEET of visitors to the...