Door to Door Feetwasher

I am a door-to-door feetwasher. My job is to knock on people's doors and offer to wash their feet. A large number of potential customers make good use of my services!

'Excuse me madam. Pray pardon the intrusion, madam. But might this slave have the honour of washing your feet, madam?...

...I'm just a queer feetwasher, miss...

...begging your female forgiveness and pardon, madam?'

Her feet are pedicured but nonetheless look like they could do with a was, middle aged

This potential, middle-aged customer mistress glowers down at me

I can tell she doesn't suffer fools, or slaves, gladly!

'Suppose you'd better come in, slave. My feet are mingin'!'

Rehoicefully, I follow the mistress madam to heel through her front door

Just think - soon my bony old fingers shall have the honour of touching those feet...

...and washing the sweat off them!

The mistress madam slips off her sandals and I gently and respectfully place her 'minging' feet into the bowl of soothingly warm water

I then proceed to humbly wash her feet...

...taking great care not to splash her leggings!

Meanwhile mistress ignores me and focuses on the contents of her phone

I dare not look her in the eye - only in the foot

Suddenly a young woman in her early twenties enters the house - her daughter, presumably? I immediately crawl over to her to kiss her sneakered feet - as a slave MUST do by Law whenever a superior female enters his lowly presence

'Who's this, mom?'

'Oh he's just some dirty feetwashing-slave off of the streets...

...You can have him wash your feet too, honey, if you like? Once I've finished with him, an' that?

'Haha, that would be cool!...

...My feet must be sweatin' like pigs inside them sneakers!...

...I ain't taken off my shoes, like, all day or something?'

'Haha, you hear that boy? You're gonna take off my sneaks and socks and wash my feet next!' 'Yes, mistress.'


 

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