A happy couple spot me from across the yard and make their way towards me. I overhear the master-sir suggesting to his pregnant girlfriend that they use me to have their socks kissed. She giggles as she cradles her bump.
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| 'Look honey - a footslave! Let's make him kiss our socks!' |
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I study said socks with humility and trepidation as they get ever closer to my confined face
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| The man's socks stop directly in front of me, whilst the woman's socks stand coquettishly nearby |
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| Then the manly order is forthcoming: 'Kiss my sock, boy!' I humbly kiss the man's socked big toe |
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| '...Hee hee. And the other one, boy!' |
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| What a weed I am - kissing another man's socks down in the dirt, and in front of his giggling, pregnant girlfriend! |
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| Mind you, he is self-evidently a much better man than me - a potent man, deserving of my slavish respect! |
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| 'You use him now, honey! Have him kiss your socks!' |
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| The shy young woman steps up to my face and extends her socked foot in front of it. I pucker up as her manfriend stands supportively behind her |
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| I must now taste female sock - again, on the big toe! |
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| Like her boyfriend before her, the young woman switches her feet in front of my face, so that I might pay my slavish homage to BOTH her socks! |
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| What a fool I make - kissing socks down amongst the weeds and the dirt! |
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| This couple have absolute power over me - and they know it; and exult in it! |
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| As well they might - for they are the masters, and I am the slave! |
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| The man asks her if my mouth is tickling her toes through the sock? Thankfully for me, she says it isn't (otherwise her manfriend would probably have me whipped!) |
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| As the joyous couple turn to leave, the man congratulates his pregnant girlfriend on her sock-humiliation of me - even applauding her |
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| She shyly touches her left ear |
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| Such a bright and intelligent, fecund young woman! |
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| I bow my humble head in awe and admiration behind the departing socks of my betters... |
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| ...socks I have just kissed! |
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| Socks I look up to! |
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| Superior socks! |
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| The socks of gods! |
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| Oh pray come again, socks! How I yearn to serve you! |
