Slurping
I must kiss my master's girlfriend's feet in front of him, and show her some respect as the happy couple head off into the town. The sound of my slavish sneaker kisses mingles with the sound of his noisy slurping as he finishes his canned cola drink. Truly they are a magnificent couple, and it is an honour for the likes of me to have my humble head so close to the mistress's sock.
Afterwards, the master-sir dumps his empty cola can on the dirty ground next to my face as the happy twosome walk off arm in arm.
Afterwards, the master-sir dumps his empty cola can on the dirty ground next to my face as the happy twosome walk off arm in arm.