Dawn

True to her name, regular customer-mistress, mistress Dawn madam, frequently visits me at the crack of dawn, sometime accompanied by her manly boyfriend, master Tyreck sir.

On days like this I very much admire customer-mistress Dawn’s burgundy socks which catch the light beautifully, showing up all the rows of stitching.

Of course, those same socks will have been on her feet for hours now, since she and her boyfriend tend to be out and about at night. I think they generally sleep during the daytime.

I get to sleep only in the small hours of the morning, which is the only time of day I tend not to have any customers to serve – though even then I am never off duty should a passing insomniac master or mistress require my footlicking services. Unlike mistress Dawn madam and master Tyreck sir, I don’t have the luxury of napping during the daytime. Can you imagine what the authorities would do if they caught a public footslave napping?
























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