Induction of a Porch-Footslave

My new, middle-aged (forty-something) Chinese mistress is explaining to me, in her broken English, my role in her household:

'You a slave. You everyone slave. All day long you kiss everyone feet. You not look up. Only down at dirty floor; at people feet; sock. You a dirty. You a dumb. You not talk - only kiss feet. Master or mistress say 'slave kiss foot', same second you kiss master or mistress foot. You please master or mistress. You not please, you get whip. Very pain. Very sore. You not like it. You cry. You beg me stop whip. But I not stop. I give you 100 lash. Many pain. Now you show me respec. You kiss my foot. You obey, dumb slave. I your master!'

After her clear instructions, and kind words of warning, I hastily obey my new 'master', and kiss her attractive, sneakered feet in the porch – ever mindful of the 'whip' (actually a whippy, rattan cane with a leather handle to ensure a firm grip) currently resting in a nearby wicker basket, but clearly ready and eager for use! And, just in case you are wondering, my back is fully bare and exposed on the other side of the wall, with plenty of space for my Chinese mistress to swing the cane!

But, fortunately for me, my new mistress turns and heads back into her living room without feeling the need to beat me with 100 lashes. No words of praise for my efforts are forthcoming – but it seems, nevertheless, that I have passed my first test!












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