Kiss, Rub, Wash

Whenever my pretty mistress comes home I must first kiss-greet her sneakers on her feet; then massage her sweaty socks; then wash her bare feet.

My initial kiss-greeting of my mistress's sneakered feet


She kindly stretches forth her foot so that I know which one to kiss


My lowly lips make respectful contact with her sneaker-toe


I am acutely aware of her white socks as I kiss her white sneakers


Socks I shall soon be massaging!


But first I must continue to kiss-greet the sneakered feet...


...for they are the sneakers of a goddess!


Deftly my mistress switches feet beneath my face


She looks down on me and despises me as I worship her


And rightly so, for I'm garbage - the garbage at her feet!


How could she not despise me?


She momentarily leaves me on my knees as she heads towards the sofa


I humbly await her order to remove her sneakers and massage her socks


I make sure my kneeling nose is within smelling distance of her socks


For I truly adore the aroma of my pretty mistress's soft, sweaty socks!


I also make sure to study the intricate stitching in the socks...


...for my mistress's socks are better than me


Again she views me with justifiable haughty contempt


Next I must remove her socks and wash her soft, bare feet


I must be careful not to scratch my mistress's bare footflesh with my bony fingers!


Her feet are dainty and feminine and must be handled gently


Meanwhile she focuses on her text messages on her phone


Her texts are of much more interest to her than my humble foot ministrations


I'm just a slave...


...a slave down amongst his mistress's sweaty sneakers, socks & feet


 

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