I am facing double jeopardy. Not only must I please the
young woman. I must please her brutish boyfriend also!
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| ‘Make sure you lick off all the filfth, an’ that’ from the bottoms, slave!’ |
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| ‘Obey my girlfriend, slave! Get your tongue deep in between her treads and lick out all the filth, or you’ll have me to answer to!’ |
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| ‘Yes, mistress madam. Yes, master sir. God bless you both, masters!’ |
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| I have a choice, it seems ...lick shoe, or be beaten up by the customer-mistress's brutish boyfriend! |
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| As I lick, I can't help but admire the customer's sock |
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| I make sure not to look at the customer-mistress above the sock, lest I anger her boyfriend! |
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| The thing I like about her sock the most is the way it reveals glimpses of her skin underneath! |
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| I count the holes in the patterned stitching of the sock |
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| My customers' socks are my life! |
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| But meanwhile, I must taste shoe - and specifically the dirt this young woman has been walking in! |
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| For her brutish boyfriend is keeping his beady eyes on me! |
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| It seems he will kindly tolerate my admiring of his girlfriend's sock, providing I do a good job in tongue-cleaning her shoe! |
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| I fear the master-sir... |
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| ...just as I fear his girlfriend's sock! |