‘Give my shoes a lick and a shine, boy! I’m meeting up
with my boyfriend later and I want my shoes to look their best for him and
that, innit though?’
‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam. Praise be
unto your boyfriend, miss, who must assuredly be a much better man than me,
miss.’
‘Yeah, he’s a stud. You’re just a pafetic slave, and
that, innit though?’
‘Yes, miss.’
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| ‘Give my shoes a lick and a shine, boy! I’m meeting up with my boyfriend later and I want my shoes to look their best for him and that, innit though?’ |
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| ‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam. Praise be unto your boyfriend, miss, who must assuredly be a much better man than me, miss.’ |
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| I get a good view of the pretty customer-mistress's sock as I obediently lickshine her shoeleather... |
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| ...including the creases in her socks... |
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| ...the stitching... |
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| ...and the lacy tops! |
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| Truly these are the shoes and socks of a goddess! |
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| Her boyfriend is a lucky man! |
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| Just as I am a lucky slave... |
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| ...to be permitted to lickshine the shoes of such a superb young woman for the benefit of her manly boyfriend! |
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| She leaves me nonchalantly behind... |
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| ...but with her superior, female shoe DNA on my tongue! |
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| I keep my head humbly bowed in the presence of her socks... |
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| ...until such time as I dare to look up reverentially at her lacy socktops! I dare not look at this beautiful young woman above the socks! |
