A superb young woman with ornate, blue and yellow boots confidently approaches me from across the yard! When she reaches my face she demands a lickshine, and I immediately put my tongue to work on her ornate bootleather.
Just think - these fancy boots will be worth more than me. Even her plain grey socks will be worth more than me. For they are her boots, and her socks, on her feet - and she is a bright and beautiful young woman of the Gynarchy; whereas I am just a slave!
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| Ornate beauty walks confidently towards me |
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| Already I am in awe of this bright young woman's boots and socks! |
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| The ornate boots and thick grey socks stop directly in front of me |
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| 'You're going to lickshine my boots, slave!' |
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| 'Yes, mistress. At once, mistress!' |
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| I taste ornate, blue bootleather that is worth infinitely more than me! |
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| I am also acutely aware that her plain and ordinary, grey socks are likewise worth more than me! |
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| For they are the socks of a Gynarchy girl... |
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| Well might I bow my humble, inferior head beneath her goddess socks! |
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| The slave licks his master's boots... |
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| ...whilst the master watches on |
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| How the master despises the slave! |
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| She switches her booted feet once again in front of my bootlicking face |
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| Boots and socks - my lowly life! |
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| I am well and truly subject to the boots and socks of others - of my betters |
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| I dare not even look up at the superior socks! |
