Wining & Pining

Mistress is entertaining her lover in her opulent home. She is wining and dining him.

The only thing a household footslave, like me, needs in order to intoxicate him is the sight of his pretty mistress’s thick, grey anklesocks inside her sneakers and on her shapely, Asian anklebones:

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So, I am happy just to kneel by my mistress’s sneakered and socked feet; and stare…

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‘Slave! Stop daydreaming at my feet and go fetch us some more wine this instant, you damned, impudent fool!’

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‘Do as your mistress says, fool, or you’ll soon feel the crack of her whip across your bare back!’

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‘Yes, master sir! Yes, mistress madam! At once, master and mistress! Please don’t beat me, masters!’

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‘Ha! Ha! He’s such a damned imbecile, I really don’t know why I bother to keep him!’

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‘Ha! Ha! Just say the word if you want him whipped, darling!’

Meanwhile, as my master and mistress joke about me, and whilst I am fetching them more wine from the fridge, I pine for my mistress’s sneakers and socks!

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