Xmas Shiner


It’s gone 9.00 PM on Xmas Day and, somewhat belatedly, the public footslave’s regular customers, Ms Mukta Madam and her husband Master Simon Sir, have come to deliver their Xmas presents to him (all of which are, admittedly, a bit of an ‘afterthought’ on their part!) 

The ‘presents’ consist of:

1)      A glimpse of Ms Mukta’s snowy-white, Christmassy socks inside her sneakers (well, one of them anyway, as she kindly hitches up her trouser-leg to reveal her pure, white woollen sock to the lowly, ankle-level slave – such a thrill for him!)
2)      2000 kisses to each of her dirty, white-rubbery sneaker toes (no licking)
3)      A Christmas ‘shiner’ beneath his right eye courtesy of a kick to the face, gift-wrapped in a girl's sneaker and sock, from Ms Mukta’s scrunched-up sneaker toes after he has finished kiss-respecting them

As Ms Mukta and her loving husband turn to laughingly walk away from him, the lonely footslave has a pained expression on his Xmas face – not so much because of the emerging bruise, but because he yearns for some more of his betters’ foot-company. And he will particularly miss the sight of Ms Mukta’s thick and creased, snowy-white sock on her right foot which has just helped to protect her delicate, feminine toes inside her soft sneaker as she had kicked him so deftly in the face!

Ha! Ha! What a sad loser you are, slave – a white-sock-fancying, married Asian girl’s sneaker-kisser. No wonder your ugly, confined face is now reddened with shame. Ha! Ha! Merry Xmas!













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