My master-sir is introducing me to his latest girlfriend. I must be ultra-careful and respectful towards her, since she is the current chosen consort of my esteemed master!
He seeks to entrap me:
'Slave, this is Veronica - mistress Veronica to you - and she is now your joint owner along with myself. What do you think of her, slave? Isn't she beautiful?'
'Oh pray master-sir, begging your pardon master-sir, this slave, being your slave and that of the mistress Veronica sir, regrets that he is forbidden by Law to look upon the mistress above the sock, sir, on account of his being a mere slave, sir, begging your manly pardon and forgiveness sir? However this slave can certainly confirm that he is most impressed by the mistress's boots and socks, sir, on account of their being fabulous, sir, begging both your, and the mistress's, kind pardons sir?'
The master-sir knows full well that I am forbidden to even think of his pretty girlfriend above the sock, let alone express my lowly views as to her prettiness! But the young woman chuckles merrily at my suitably obsequious response.
'Kiss miss Veronica's feet, slave!'
'Yes, master sir. At once, master sir.'
Mistress Veronica kindly stretches forth one of her stiletto-booted feet for respect-kissing. I'm not lying about her boots and socks. They are truly fabulous!
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| Extolling the virtues of my new mistress's boots and socks whilst assiduously avoiding any comments as to her overall beauty |
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| That's because I have no business looking at, or thinking about, my new mistress above the socks! |
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| But her boots and socks themselves are, undeniably, FABULOUS! |
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| I mean, just look at the pretty stitching in that beautiful, black sock... |
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| ...and the creasing in the accompanying shiny, black bootleather! |
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| My obsequious, boot-and-sock-limited response to my master-sir's cruel query amuses the pretty mistress no-end! |
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| What a pathetic and unmanly creature I must make in her eyes! |
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| Still holding his WHIP in threatening fashion behind me, the master-sir next orders me to kiss his girlfriend's feet |
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| She kindly facilitates me by moving her booted feet, one at a time, in front of my menial mouth |
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| She congratulates my mighty master-sir on his 'good husbandry of the slave'! |
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| The happy couple then continue to observe me abasing myself at the mistress's feet |
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| Boots, socks and the WHIP! Such are the limits of my lowly existence at the feet of my betters |
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