'Oh pray, pretty mistress madam! Oh your boots, miss! Oh the leather! The scuffmarks! The creases!... Oh pray, pretty madam, pray permit me to lickshine your fabulous boots for you, madam?'
'Very well, slave - but make sure you concentrate on the dirtiest parts!'
'Yes, madam. I hear and obey you, madam. God bless you, madam!'
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| Listening to me nonchalantly as I plead to be allowed to lickshine her boots! |
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| Graciously permitting me to touch her superior bootleather with my inferior tongue - on condition that I only lick the dirtiest parts! |
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| She then watches me from on high to ensure my maleslave compliance with her female wishes |
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| Licking musty-smelling and bitter-tasting feminine bootleather, down amongst the dirt and the weeds |
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| I must endeavour to remove those grainy scuffmarks... |
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| ...on BOTH her boots! |
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| The white, furry tops of her boots |
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| The customer-mistress looking down at me disparagingly from above her furry boot-tops |
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| Licking boots is all I'm good for! |
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| I'm trash! |
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| No wonder the bright-young-woman wearer of the boots despises me! |
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| She turns her back on me... |
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| ...leaving me with a mouthful of her boot-mustiness! |
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| She doesn't care if her boots tasted vile inside my menial mouth |
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| She doesn't give a female damn about me! |
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| I'm just a slave - an anonymous, public humble-head; just one of thousands throughout the Gynarchy! |
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| And she knows I should feel honoured to even share the same air as her superior, female boots! |
