Kind Xmas Visitors

Occasional customers, Ms Sharon madam and her husband master George sir, have kindly decided to visit me on Xmas day in my freezing, dirty alcove. It's hardly a Xmas grotto, and yet they have taken precious time out from their busy Xmas Day schedule in order to 'gift' me Ms Sharon madam's boots - on my mouth!

The kindness of semi-strangers - visiting my menial mouth on Xmas Day...

...so that I might kiss-respect Ms Sharon madam's boots...

...and admire her Xmas-themed socks!

Ms Sharon ensures that I kiss-respect BOTH her boots at Xmas...

...deftly switching her booted feet in front of my freezing and almost numb face!

'Kiss my wife's boots very well, slave, or it will be the public WHIP for you!'

'Yes, master sir. I hear and obey you, master George sir and mistress Sharon madam...

...Please don't beat me masters!'

Meanwhile, Ms Sharon's festive sock towers mightily over my humble head!

Holly and reindeers

Her sock is not only higher, but better than me

I bow my head before the superior sock...

...whilst the owner and wearer of the sock looks contemptuously down upon me!

Meanwhile, master George sir continues to threaten me with the WHIP if my kisses to his wife's boots are not to her satisfaction!

Fortunately for me, Ms Sharon madam is a kindhearted and forgiving young woman...

...She tells her husband she is satisfied with my performance, and the happy couple turn to leave...

...triumph written all over their festive faces!

The faces of winners!

Meanwhile, my own lowly, loser face continues to be bowed in suitably slavish respect behind Ms Sharon's departing boots

I am not even worthy to look up at her in the sock!

The shoes, boots and socks of my departing betters


  

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