Doubly Denied
Although I’m primarily a shoe and bootlick, some customers just want their SHOES or BOOTS kissed – as is their perfect right! ‘Kiss my BOOTS, slave. Kiss the dirtiest parts. And DON’T look up at my SOCKS!’ ‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.’ Her boyfriend chips in: ‘Obey my girlfriend, dirty slave! Kiss her BOOTS, and kiss them very well!’ ‘Yes, master sir. I will be a good bootkisser for the madam, sir?’ I must proceed to kiss the designated female BOOTS – denied the opportunity to lickshine (and therefore taste ) them, and equally denied the opportunity to study the customer-mistress’s SOCKTOPS. But such is the life of a lowly slave – lived at the whims of his BETTERS! ‘Kiss my BOOTS, slave. Kiss the dirtiest parts. And DON’T look up at my SOCKS!’ ‘Obey my girlfriend, dirty slave!... ...Kiss her BOOTS, and kiss them very well!’ The mistress-madam looks down upon me with a mixture of pity and contempt ... ...as I humbly set about obeying her, and her manly...