A Sight For Sore Eyes

Goddess customer-mistress, mistress Philomena madam, is what’s known as a ‘poker mistress’. That’s because it is her great delight to poke us in the eyes with a dirty stick priorto having her dirty boots kissed or licked.

Her reasoning is that she wants to make our eyes water so that we cannot lust after her socks as we kiss her boots - and yet, you will notice that she wears the sexiest socks imaginable so, just between you and me, I would have to respectfully query her motives in this regard!

Whatever her motives, however, her use of the stick to poke us in the eyes certainly has her claimed desired effect, as we are quite unable to focus on her socks however much we might wish to! Truly her flowery patterned, feminine socks are a sight for sore eyes!

You will note that miss Philomena madam herself is wearing dark sunglasses – even though it’s a drab winter’s day. That’s not because there is anything wrong with her own eyes. Rather, she is trying to be incognito because, even though the Gynarchy authorities tacitly approve of the activities of ‘poker mistresses’, and tend to turn a blind eye to them, what she is doing is not, strictly speaking, legal. So she is supposedly in disguise, to protect herself from the eyes of the Law!

As she eventually turns to leave me I am still teary-eyed, not only with tears of physical pain, but also with tears of sorrow that she is leaving so soon, mixed in with tears of joy that she had deigned to visit me at all on this cold and lonely winter’s day, in order to have her dirty boots tongue-attended to. It was such an honour! I do hope I will get to see her again soon – and her socks – even if it is through bleary eyes!











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