Admiring My Makeshift Necklace

Regular customer-mistress mistress Mukta madam, and her manly boyfriend master Simon sir, are both very admiring of my new toilet-seat necklace, donated to me by another of my regular customer couples. Mistress Mukta, in particular, says it suits me because I am a ‘s***head’.

I thank the master and mistress for their kind comments, and express the hope that my new necklace will make me an even better slave in future, as it will remind me of my humble station in life.

The happy couple laugh at me as they consume their cigarettes high above me, and mistress Mukta madam even presses down on the top of my humble head with the sole of her dirty boot. As the couple eventually turn to walk away from me, I observe the backs of their shoes and socks and internally praise and bless the day they moved into their apartment together in this rundown neighbourhood as I consider myself very lucky to have such nice customers to serve. For they are my infinite betters and must surely have infinitely better things to do than hang around dishing out compliments to the lowly, public footservant!


My only regret is that, on this occasion, neither of them saw fit to have me lickshine their dirty footwear, but I’m sure there will be a next time as they are both regular smokers.














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