As soon as my mistress Mukta enters her home I must kiss-greet her feet at the door. This humiliating (for me) ritual may last several minutes as it is for my mistress to decide how many times I must kiss her feet. However, the longer she requires me to perform this particular domestic-slave ritual, the more opportunity I have to study her sneakers and socks - sneakers and socks I shall no doubt be required to lick and suck clean later this evening!
Once she is satisfied with my slavish obeisance at her feet, she moves to the sofa whilst I humbly crawl towards the door in order to close it behind her.
She then has me take off her dirty sneakers and socks and wash her sweaty, bare feet in a basin of warm, soapy water. Throughout this second, demeaning (for me) ritual, I remain acutely conscious of her sweaty, discarded sneakers and socks which, as I have already indicated earlier, I shall be required to clean with my menial mouth later in the evening.
Such is the humiliating and degrading life of a domestic footslave in the Gynarchy!
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| Kiss-greeting my pretty mistress's returning feet |
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| She has me kiss each of her sneakered feet several times... |
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| ...as is her perfect right. She is, after all, my mistress and owner! |
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| This humiliating and degrading ritual does, at least, give me the humbling opportunity to really study the condition of her sneakers and socks |
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| I make sure to kiss the dirtiest parts of her outstretched sneaker-toes... |
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| ...whilst studying the rows of stitching in her plain, grey socks |
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| It's important that I get to know every nook and cranny of my mistress's sneakers and socks, since I shall be required to mouth-clean them later! |
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| As far as I am concerned, these are the sneakers and socks of a goddess! |
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| Her sneakers and socks are my masters and owners every bit as much as their wearer! |
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| I belong to them, and must serve them and be pleasing to them |
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| Otherwise, as you can see, I shall experience the burning, biting sting of the WHIP on my back! |
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| My mistress is very fond of utilising her WHIP! |
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| You can see it lying in wait on the table behind me! |
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| Always I am subject to the WHIP! |
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| And rightly so, for I'm just a slave! |
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| A slave of a bright young woman's sneakers and socks! |
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| The WHIP! |
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| I continue to kiss feet under the shadow of the WHIP! |
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| Whilst the potential wielder of the WHIP watches my every lip-movement on her footwear like a hawk! |
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| Once she is satisfied with my footslavish humility and obeisance - and only then - my mistress moves over towards the sofa, whilst I crawl towards the door; not to try to escape (!), but to humbly close it behind her |
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The next stage of the 'welcoming home' ritual is for me to remove my mistress's warm sneakers and socks and to wash her sweaty and tired, bare feet
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| Again, this is something slaves have had to do since time immemorial - bathe their masters' feet! |
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| My pretty mistress now largely ignores me as I lather her soft, feminine feet in the soothing and warm soapy water |
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| For my humble part, I focus assiduously on the humble task in hand... |
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| ...whilst remaining mindful of the sweaty, discarded sneakers and socks lying on the floor nearby and which I shall be required to taste later this evening! |
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