He's Just A Slave!
Ms Mukta madam kindly introduces one of her friends to me: 'He's just a slave, Eleanor. Make him kiss your feet!' 'Cool!... You down there, the slave - kiss my feet!' 'Yes, Ms Eleanor madam. At once, Ms Eleanor mistress-madam.' 'He's just a slave, Eleanor. Make him kiss your feet!' 'Cool!... You down there, the slave - kiss my feet!' 'Make sure you kiss Miss Eleanor's feet very well, slave - or you'll have me to answer to!' 'Yes, Ms Mukta madam. Yes, Ms Eleanor madam. I will be a good footkisser for you, Ms Eleanor Miss.' I admire Ms Eleanor madam's SOCK whilst I'm kissing her arrogantly outstretched SNEAKER... ...and the intricate patterns in the STITCHING of the SOCK I make sure to lip-respect her LACES! Whilst remaining ever mindful of my own mistress Mukta's SNEAKERS and SOCKS nearby! I MUST be pleasing to Ms Eleanor madam... I MUST avoid the wrath of my mistress Mukta! Better to humbly and obedient...