Not Looking At Her Above The Sock
‘You shine shoe. You not look me above sock, or I have you whip. You a dirty!’
The young, Japanese businesswoman, quite rightly, demands my footslavish obedience and respect as I lickshine her black leather, businesslike shoe. She need not worry – I shallnot look at her above her plain grey anklesocks, for, apart from anything else, out of the corner of my kneeling eye I can observe a glimpse of white bootsock belonging to my supervisor-mistress, officer-mistress Ms Aneka madam. A reminder to me, if one were needed, that the aforementioned whip is never far from my back!
What do you think officer-mistress Ms Aneka madam should do to me if I do inadvertently allow my eyes to stray onto the customer-mistress’s bare legs? How many lashes of the whip should she give me? And what other, if any, punishments or sanctions should she impose upon me? For it is a serious offence – disobeying a customer-mistress’s explicit orders, and lusting after her legs!