Bus Boots

Ms Mukta’s slave kneels dutifully behind his mistress’s boots and socks as she is seated on the bus next to her handsome husband.

Ms Mukta's personal boot and sock slave knows his place on the bus...

...and it is kneeling on the dirty floor beneath the seat she is sharing with her husband...

...and staring at her boots

By Law, he must also look up to her socks...

...as they are associated with her boots

Likewise, the Law states he must 'have regard for' the shoes and socks of his master - his mistress's husband

So, occasionally, the pathetic slave will glance over admiringly towards the master's socks

Truly the pathetic old slave is subject to the dominion of his betters' socks!

For their part, the happy wearers of the shoes, boots and socks only have eyes for each other

The slave beneath them doesn't even register on their thoughts right now!

The slave dutifully switches his slavish attention back to his mistress's boots and socks

Her boot laces remind him of tiny whips!

But it's the master's BIG WHIP he fears the most...

...a BIG WHIP that will most assuredly be in angry contact with his back should he displease the mistress in any way

The slave is, therefore, effectively at the mercy of his mistress's boots and socks and must be pleasing unto them

Ms Mukta and her husband, meanwhile, flirt with one another high above the slave on the bus

They are clearly still very much in love with one another!

Haha, the furrowed brow of the old slave man matches the creases in his mistress's socks!


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