Beautiful Boots & Socks vs Ugly Face

‘Kiss my boot, slave!’

‘Yes, madam. At once madam.’

‘Which is more important, slave? My boots and socks, or your ugly face?’

‘Oh pray, madam, if it pleases you madam, your boots and socks are much more important than my face, madam. I’m just a slave, miss, please don’t hurt me miss!’

‘Shut the f*** up, slave, and keep kissing my boot until I tell you to stop!’

‘Yes, madam.’

The fiery, redheaded customer-mistress with the tattooed calf-muscle knows full well that there is no competition between her boots and socks and my face. Her boots and socks will win every time, for she is a winner and I am a loser – as you can clearly see! And so my humble head repeatedly bobs up and down over her boot-toe, respectfully and fearfully kissing it until she turns and walks away from me – mercifully, without kicking me!















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