'Ewwww...you're, like, totally disgusting, or somefing? Like, licking my dirty boots, and that? Gross!'
'Yes, mistress. Indeed, mistress. I do apologise, pretty mistress-madam. I'm just a dirty pig, miss, begging your female pardon, miss?'
'Now lick the other one, dirty pig!'
'Yes, miss.'
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'Ewwww...you're, like, totally disgusting, or somefing?...Gross!' |
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'Now lick the other one, dirty pig!' |
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I obey the pretty mistress as she continues to scowl contemptuously down at me... |
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...like I'm something she stepped in! |
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I am acutely aware, from my lowly bootlicking position, of her superb socks towering over my humble head... |
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...the socks of a scowling goddess! |
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Thick, black, knee-length bootsocks... |
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...inside her shiny, black leather, calf-length boots |
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The one pathetic advantage from my lowly and ignominious position... |
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...is that I get a very close-up and intimate view of the thick weave in her sock... |
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...as my tongue eventually reaches the top of her boot |
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Not that she is in the least bit impressed by my slavish, sock admiration! |