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Kiss Them Very Well!

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A Gynarchy dungeon slave kisses a pretty prison-visitor's boots very well, under the threat of the dungeon-master's WHIP! 'Kiss the pretty visitor's boots, slave, and kiss them VERY WELL... ...or you'll have my WHIP to answer to!' The dungeon-master's aforementioned WHIP - very much to be FEARED! The dungeon master-sir's BOOTS - equally to be FEARED! The BOOTS the slave must currently kiss... ...and do so 'VERY WELL'... ...in order to be pleasing to the dungeon VISITOR-MISTRESS, and thus avoid the WHIP! Better to KISS BOOT... ...and grovel before SOCK... ...and thus be a good and obedient dungeon slave... ...than to feel WHIP!

Cringing Slave

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A cringing slave kneels next to his pretty mistress's feet in the cafe, studying her SHOES and SOCKS. He knows if he doesn't  do so, he shall be sorely WHIPPED by the man sitting opposite her - her beloved husband, his master-sir! Assiduously studying SOCK The SOCK of his mistress! The pathetic, cringing slave studies every line of STITCHING in her SOCK... ...and each and every visible, individual STITCH! That's because he is her cringing SOCK SLAVEY! Meanwhile, the SOCKS of her magnificent husband, the slave's MASTER-SIR, are not far away! He must simultaneously have regard for his MASTER'S SOCKS... ...since these are the SOCKS of the man who will WHIP him... ...if he takes his eyes off the MISTRESS'S SOCKS! Either way, the pathetic slave is subject to the SOCKS OF HIS BETTERS! He lives in a WORLD of FEAR and SOCKS! SOCKS and the WHIP are his lowly way of life!

Gods And Goddesses

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The simple fact is that all my customers are my gods and goddesses and must be treated as such and shown all due slavish respect. I must listen to their commands and obey them to the letter. Otherwise, I shall be punished by the municipal authorities. And rightly so. A goddess customer-mistress approaches my municipal humble-head She stops to despise me, before barking her goddess orders down at me 'Lick my boots, slave!' 'And DON'T look at me above the SOCKS!' Her stipulations are clear and are instantly obeyed... ...giving her the confidence to concentrate on her text messages high above me Meanwhile, I focus my tongue and my taste buds on her black BOOTLEATHER... ...as befits a humble, municipal footslave licking a goddess's BOOTS! I remain equally conscious of the command NOT to look at her above the SOCKS... ...and accordingly keep my humble head low whilst I tongue-attend to her goddess footwear! For her haughty part, the goddess customer-mistress conti...

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