The domestic feetgreeter must kiss-greet the feet of everyone who enters the apartment.
His mistress:
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He must begin by kissing his female owner's feet - the mistress of the house |
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She is wearing her black and white sneakers with white socks |
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Her socks are creased, which only adds to the slave's sense of humiliation and degradation |
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But he must still show the utmost respect for his pretty mistress's sneakers and socks... |
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...for these sneakers and socks own him! |
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He can see sweat stains on the white socks |
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He keeps his humble, feetkissing head bowed as his mistress's sneakers and socks then turn and walk away from him |
Next his master-sir steps up to his confined face:
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These are the feet of his male owner - his mistress's husband |
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Master-sir is barefoot in sandals |
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The master's feet smell sweaty, and his brown leather sandals smell musty, but the slave must not baulk at the task in menial mouth - that of kiss-respecting his master's hairy toes! |
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The master-sir turns and walks away after just a few kisses to his superior feet |
His master-sir's mother then enters the apartment:
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She is, as always, traditionally dressed in her headscarf and long robe |
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Again, the slave is presented with bare feet in sandals - only this time female feet! |
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The older woman looks down on the footslave with righteous contempt |
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Then she too heads off into the apartment whilst the slave keeps his humble head bowed behind her |
Next the slave's master-sir's father enters through the door. It seems his mistress's in-laws have come to visit:
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The master-in-law sir is wearing socks with sandals |
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So the slave must now kiss sock! |
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Male sock - over male toes! |
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Again the slave experiences the distinctly sweaty aroma of unwashed male feet |
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But again, he mustn't baulk! |
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A feetgreeter-slave must always be ultra-respectful of the feet in front of him, whatever their gender, condition or attire! |
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Thankfully, the sandals and socks quickly move off |
Finally, his master-sir's sister steps over the threshold:
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She is much more contemporarily dressed than her mother, in a tracksuit and sneakers - again with white socks |
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She stops in front of the footslave - as if to give him a good, long look at her feet and footwear... |
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...footwear he must then kiss, and socks he must humbly observe head-on! |
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Her white sneaker-socks are stylishly short, barely covering her shapely ankle-bones |
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Like her mother before her, she too glances down contemptuously at the slave at her feet! |
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She then turns and heads off to greet her family inside the apartment... |
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...whilst the footslave bows the neck behind her superior sneaker-soles, contemplating his lowliness! |