Lonely & Ashamed
'Don't you feel lonely and ashamed, slave? To be out here in the middle of the night - having to kiss and lick people's dirty boots and shoes? Haha - you're pafetic!'
'Yes, mistress madam. Begging your pardon, mistress madam. Please don't beat me, mistress!'
She despises me - and rightly so; for I'm just a public licker of dirty boots!
She leaves looking, and feeling, triumphant, whereas I bow my head in shame - my menial mouth filled with the lingering taste of her bootleather and dirt.