Wake Up, Weary Head!


Wake up, weary head! Don’t you know you have work to do? For it may well be way past midnight, but a wide-awake young woman is fast walking towards you, scrunching through the snow, and she clearly wishes her boots to be lickshined.

See how she waits a while before presenting each anklebooted foot in turn for you to worship. Can you see her pale pink sock, slave? That is the female sock of your better!

And when she eventually turns to walk away from you, watch and weep. Contemplate how she is now done with you. You have served your purpose and can go to hell for all she cares. She will not shed a tear over you, for you are just a thing – a thing that shines her dirty boots; with its tongue.

Now try to get some rest, slave, for it doubtless won’t be long before the next insomniac customer-mistress or master comes along. And yet another long day of shoe and bootlicking awaits you, weak and feeble slave!








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