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I am a groundhead slave in a public footoire booth.

Regular customer-mistress, Ms Karen madam, is visiting my booth today for a seemingly routine bootshining. However, today she has also brought with her an electric-shock machine. She kindly explains to me that if I fail to lickshine her black leather ankleboots to her complete satisfaction, she will apply the electrodes to my temples and teeth in order to give me a whole series of painful electric shocks. She further explains that the machine is capable of delivering 5 levels of pain:

1.       Mild
2.       Major
3.       Acute
4.       Excruciating
5.       Unbearable

She further clarifies that she always goes straight to level 4, ‘excruciating pain’, when punishing a slave, as she doesn’t believe in ‘pussyfooting around’ when it comes to punishment. She has never used level 5, ‘unbearable’, however, purely because it is reputed to drive slaves insane, being unbearable pain that must, nevertheless, be borne. Even for her, she explains, that would be too cruel – but she warns me that she does enjoy inflicting ‘excruciating’ pain on a slave. So, I had better get my tongue to work on the side of her boot (she points to the specific areas of dirt she wants cleaned), and she also warns me not to be distracted by her nice, thick, black cotton bootsocks – unless I want to experience excruciating pain in my temples and teeth?

I assure mistress Karen madam that I desire no such thing, and promptly get down to work on her magnificent boots, tasting where she has been and endeavouring to consume street filth and grime, rather than electricity!


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