Kiss My Wife's Foot, Slave!

'Kiss my wife's foot, slave! Show her the respect she deserves. Praise and bless her for taking the trouble to visit you on such an inclement night and thank her from the bottom of your heart for imposing her dirty, rainsoaked sneaker on your menial mouth. Taste where she has been walking in the rain and then swallow it.

Study her plain, grey sock while you're kissing her sodden sneaker-toe. Imagine what it would be like to be her sock, absorbing both her natural foot moisture from her soft, feminine footpores AS WELL AS the moisture from the rain. Beg to be her sock and express the desire never to leave my wife's foot. Haha - without her foot, sneaker and sock you are nothing, slave! You're just a common-or-garden head in the wall - a two-a-penny humble head; a nothing and a nobody! We're better than you, so obey us and kiss our feet. Otherwise the whip will soon teach you admiration and respect for your betters! Haha - no slave can withstand the sting of the whip; not when I am the one wielding it!

Footlick! Shoelick! Sneaker-sucker! Sock-admirer! Haha - what a two-bit loser! 











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