I must say, my master's pretty new girlfriend has taken to having a slave at her beck and call like a duck to water! She has me kiss her thick-grey-bedsocked feet first thing in the morning, even before she and my master-sir have changed out of their night attire!
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'Kiss my foot, slave!' |
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'Yes, mistress. At once, mistress. I hope you slept well, mistress madam?' |
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I kiss my master's pretty girlfriend on the sock... |
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...the same sweaty bedsocks she's been wearing in bed all night! |
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Think of the germs there must be on those socks! |
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Still, at least my master-sir is finding his girlfriend's antics amusing! |
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'And the other one, slave!' She switches feet beneath my face. |
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I hear the master-sir congratulating her and applauding her for her mastery over me |
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She seems pleased |
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And wouldn't this happy couple be pleased with themselves? They are both my betters, and I am their slave... |
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...the slave of their feet, shoes and socks! |