Down Amongst The Feet Of His Betters


























As the two happy couples gather for a quick cigarette prior to heading off to the cinema, the slave kneels on the dirty ground down amongst the feet of his betters:

·     Directly in front of him are the black leather kneeboots of his master’s latest girlfriend, Miss Whitney madam. See how the slave studies the creases in her black patent bootleather, pondering as he does so, no doubt, what colour of socks she may be wearing deep inside those boots!
·     Ahead of him are the familiar brown leather, lace up shoes of his master, master Aldo sir. The slave can’t smell them from where he is kneeling at the moment, but he knows from bitter experience that his master’s shoes smell (and taste) musty.
·     In his left hand field of vision are the blue suede loafers of his master and mistress’s friend, master Simon sir. Master Simon sir is a heavy smoker – as is his perfect right as a free male citizen living in the Gynarchy (for he has his beautiful wife’s permission to smoke) – and his breath always smells of nicotine. Even down in the dirt, surrounded by shoe and boot leather, the slave can smell master Simon sir’s bad, smoky breath.
·     Lastly, but by no means leastly, the sneaker and sock of master Simon sir’s lovely wife, Ms Mukta madam, is weighing down heavily on the slave’s bended back. He wishes he could see said sneaker and sock, and is hoping and praying – without wishing to be disloyal to his master’s girlfriend’s boots in any way – that he shall be required to kneel with his face next to Ms Mukta’s sneakered feet in the cinema later, if only because the creases and stitches in her plain grey anklesocks will give him something to concentrate on whilst his betters focus on the movie high above him.

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