Unpredictable regular customer-mistress Ms Mukta madam approaches me from across the dirty yard with some sort of nasty-looking weapon in her right hand. As soon as she reaches my face she crouches down to ask me if I am frightened of her? I humbly, and truthfully, inform the pretty mistress that I do indeed fear her, as I do all my customers, since I am in her power and at her mercy, begging her female kindness and clemency, pretty mistress madam?
She laughs and shows me her 'weapon' more closely. She explains that it is a 'slave pulverizer', designed, she says, to 'pulverize' a slave's face, leaving him battered and bruised! She asks me if I think she might be about to use it on me, since my confined and vulnerable face is very much at her feet and at her mercy? I hastily implore Ms Mukta madam not to pulverize me, as I very much fear pain and injury, begging her female pardon for my slavish cowardice and impotence madam?
She laughs at me and stands up to demand that I kiss her feet, as per usual. I breathe a sigh of footslavish relief for, even though the danger is not totally over, I am back on solid ground so to speak, as I know how to please my customers when it comes to kissing their feet!
I humbly inform Ms Mukta madam, in between my dry-mouthed kisses to her outstretched sneaker-toes, that I very much admire her socks - in an attempt to mollify her!
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Ms Mukta madam, brimming with confidence as she walks towards me with some sort of weapon in her pretty hand |
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My menial mouth turns dry with fear and trepidation! |
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Her feet stop arrogantly in front of me... |
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...before she crouches down to my face and, wide-eyed with excitement, asks me if I am frightened of her? |
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She then explains the implement in her hand - it's a 'slave pulverizer'! |
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Mercifully, she doesn't actually use it to pulverize my face! Not before giving me the opportunity to mollify her by kiss-respecting her sneakered feet! |
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I express slavish admiration for her socks... |
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...whilst I fearfully kiss her familiar feet down amongst the dirt and the weeds! |
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She still holds the pulverizer at the ready... |
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...ready to hurt me if I displease her! |