All That Matters
- It doesn't matter that this customer-mistress is out and about late at night
- It doesn't matter that by stopping by to use me, she is keeping me up
- It doesn't matter that my face is actually in a worse state than her boots
All that matters, is that this customer-mistress should be obeyed and respected. And so, when she orders me to 'lickshine her boots', that's exactly what I do.
Nothing else matters - least of all me!
Her boots already look perfectly clean... |
...even though they have most probably been on her feet for hours! |
But that doesn't matter. The customer wants them lickshined |
So lickshined they shall be! |
The state of her boots is more important than the state of my face... |
...or my tongue! |
All that matters is that the customer-mistress MUST be obeyed! |
She receives a text message |
I have no way of knowing what it's about |
No matter - it's none of my business anyway! |
My only business is to lickshine this young woman's boots! |
Higher things are for her pretty head to deal with |
My humble head must remain focussed on her bootleather... |
...and her socks! |
She has folded over her socks at the cuffs to reveal more of her leg |
Not that I am permitted to even think of her above the sock! |
All that matters is that I must keep my head low... |
...and my menial mind focussed on her boots and socks |
I keep my head bowed when she eventually turns to leave |
It doesn't matter that she doesn't have any words of thanks for me |
One doesn't thank a slave! |
Who knows what she must think of me inside that pretty head of hers? |
I expect she despises me! |
But that doesn't matter... |
...because I'm just a piece of garbage at her feet! |
What matters is that her boots have been licked... |
...and any dirt that was on her boots is now inside my mouth... |
...where it belongs! |
She's still texting as she walks... |
...but that doesn't matter; she can multitask! |
I'm the one who is fit only to lick boots |
And all that matters is that I do just that - and only that! |