Hours on End
Officer-Mistress Ms Adwoa Madam will happily sit for hours on end having her boots kissed in the prison corridor by the foothole prisoner-slave whilst she enjoys a cigarette and a sandwich.
Likewise the magnificent magistrate master-sir who put the prisoner there will happily stand and watch the officer at work for hours on end, as he relishes seeing the sentence of humiliation and degradation he passed down on the male prisoner being put into effect.
Somewhat surprisingly, however, the lowly prisoner-slave himself is content to kiss the officer-mistress’s boots for hours on end, as they represent his only human contact. Even her plain, grey, thick, unfeminine bootsocks are an ignominious comfort to him, as they are the bootsocks of his better. Ha! Ha! The prisoner-slave needn’t worry. Thanks to the mighty magistrate-sir standing and watching nearby, his sentence of confinement in the foothole dungeons will last for yearson end. He will be kissing hundreds of similar boots, hundreds of thousands of times, and will have thousands of socks to study and admire on his female guards’ shapely ankles!