Rough With The Smooth
Sadly, sometimes I must kiss-respect a master-sir's shoes before I get to kiss his pretty girlfriend's feet. But since I am at everyone's mercy, I must simply learn to take take the rough with the smooth, and show the utmost slavish respect for whosever footwear is placed before my feckless, confined face!
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| A handsome master-sir and his pretty ladyfriend approach me in the public stocks, with the master-sir casually informing me that I am going to kiss their feet! |
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| He then imposes his own sneakered feet on my menial mouth first! |
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| I get a good view of his sock - the sock of a real man! |
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| I must show the utmost slavish respect for the master-sir's shoe and sock - even though I yearn to be paying my respects to his girlfriend's footwear! |
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| But I must first study the master-sir's socks... |
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| ...before I (hopefully) get to admire his pretty girlfriend's socks! |
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| Sure enough, the mighty master-sir eventually takes a step back to make room for his girlfriend to follow his lead and step up to my face |
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| Manly grey sock is now replaced by feminine white sock... |
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| ...with soft, bare, feminine ankleskin visible above the sock, beneath her flared jean-hems |
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| How this magnificent couple laugh at me as they look down at me and mock me as I pay homage to them both... |
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| ...my betters; my superiors |
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| Even their socks are worth more than me |
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| They are my gods! |
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| Supreme beings compared to me! |













