Like many of the male partners of my female customers, this
master-sir keeps a close watch on my lowly lip work on his fiancée’s boots, to
ensure that I afford both her, and her boots, the utmost in slavish respect!
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| Manly supervision of my respect-kissing of his beloved fiancee's boots |
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| The master-sir wants to make sure I show the utmost slavish respect for his fiancee... |
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| ...and her boots and socks! |
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| Her socks, in particular, are way above my head... |
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| ...I am less than them |
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| The customer-mistress switches her booted feet in front of my feetkissing face |
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| Meanwhile, I am acutely conscious of the watching master-sir's threatening shoes and socks |
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| I know he shan't hesitate to give me a good, and well deserved, kicking if I displease his fiancee |
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| Fortunately for me, she is content with my servitude, meaning her manly boyfriend is likewise content |
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| The happy couple gloat over their joint mastery over me... |
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| ...as their superior boots, shoes and socks walk away from me |
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| I contemplate my lowliness and weakness |
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| I'm just a slave - worth less than my customers' socks! |
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| Oh how I yearn to be a sock... |
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| ...hugging my master or mistress's foot and ankle throughout the day! |
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| But I'm just a public footservant, unfit to touch my customers' bare skin, or to even look at them above their socks! |
