Casual Sox
A bright and beautiful customer-mistress has me lickshine her ballet flats in the face of her casual socks!
Though her socks may be casual... |
...her attitude is anything but... |
...as she sits above me on the public shoelick-chair of power... |
...having her grey ballet flats lickshined! |
Indeed, she watches me like a hawk... |
...until her phone pings with an incoming text message! |
Then she appears to lose interest in my humble tongue-work... |
...though I continue working beneath her, of course! |
I have not been told to stop! |
Therefore I must continue licking... |
...whilst eyeing up her fabulous socks! |
Casual, ultra-sort, ankle-revealing socks! |
The socks of an Indian goddess! |
I daren't look at her skin above the sock... |
...since I am not worthy to do so! |
My place is beneath her shoes and socks... |
...tasting where she has been! |
She seems distracted by her text message... |
...but not enough to prevent her from snapping angrily down at me: |
...'LICK HARDER, STUPID SLAVE! I WANNA FEEL YOUR TONGUE THROUGH MY SHOES!' |