Uppers

One is, of course, sorely tempted to lick the uppers of a beautiful customer-mistress’s boots – if only to be closer to her soft, bare legflesh. However, one must be ultra-careful to remain respectful at all times, since one is acutely aware that one’s proper place – as a back-street bootlick – is with one’s mouth on the lower parts of her boots, including the street-soiled soles.

Thankfully, the ever-present threat of the sudden bite of the customer-mistress’s whip, not to mention the bite of her pet dog, are there to remind one of one’s lowly, vulnerable place! 











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