Service With A Smile

My handsome master-sir - who owns me - politely checks with the pretty lady customer that she is satisfied with my humble performance of kissing her shoes in the dirty, pedestrian underpass.

Thankfully, she smilingly informs my master-sir that she is indeed satisfied with my footkissing humility, and that having her feet kissed in this way by a down-in-the-dirt, public humble head makes her feel really special!

My master-sir smiles back at her and the two of them are clearly hitting it off together! I am so glad to be of service to them both, though I keep my menial mind resolutely focussed on the customer-mistress's black shoes and white socks in front of me - as befits a slave in the presence of his betters!













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