Begging The Question

She’s one of those highly-intelligent, young women whose sneakers are filthy dirty, yet her socks look pristine-white. It begs the question, of course, are her feet clean? But that’s not the sort of question the municipal footslave is in a position to beg. Indeed, one senses that, were he to put such an impertinent question to a customer-mistress like this, he would soon be begging for mercy as she kicked the sides of his impudent face in!

And rightly so!

P.S. The answer, by the way, is that whilst the customer-mistress’s feet were nice and clean this morning – she having bathed them prior to putting on her fresh white socks – they have now been inside these same sneakers and socks all day. Although it hasn’t been a warm day, as it is now well into the late evening we may surmise that her soft, white feet are inevitably a bit less fresh-smelling than they were this morning, and that, even though her white socks may still look clean and fresh, they too are seeped in her various foot excretions from the day’s routine exertions. Still, none of that is any of the impertinent, public footslave’s damn business! His business is to merely lickshine the outsides of her sneakers and to do so in a way that is respectful and pleases the customer-mistress. Otherwise he is liable to be reported to the municipal authorities and whipped! And again, rightly so!











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