At Her Finger-Wagging Mercy






























Regular customer-mistress Ms Jane Madam is one of my more ‘eccentric’ customers – and not just when it comes to her dress sense! She will invariably bring along a box of doughnuts and a cup of coffee with her and spend hours seated above me in the public-shoelick throne of power, stuffing her face and guzzling her hot drink whilst directing my every shoelicking move with her wagging finger and an ever-waving whip.

Here, for example, you see her ordering me to lickshine her dirty, cheap pink ballet-flats, which I must verbally admire in between my licks to her shoeleather. And woe betide me if I should omit to compliment her also on her socks – short, blue ‘secret’ socks designed purely to garnish her footsweat inside her soft, pink shoes throughout the day. I must verbally extol the beauty of those short socks and misshapen ballet flats as if they were finest denier nylons worn with the most expensive pair of stylish high heels – otherwise Ms Jane Madam will regale my bare, bent-over back with legions of stinging whipmarks!

My only respite comes if she sits back for a few hours in order to relax with her book, but sometime she doesn’t bother, preferring instead to supervise my work with her finger and her whip!

And so I serve eccentric customer-mistress Ms Jane Madam and her flaky footwear with every bit as much respect as I would any other customer-mistress – indeed, if anything even more so, since her sweet feminine ego is so fragile and I am completely in her female power and at her finger-wagging mercy!

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