Get Used To It!
A slave kisses his master’s girlfriend’s outstretched foot. And that’s all he’ll be kissing!
Haha, you're a slave. You must kiss feet. Get used to it!
‘Show respect for my girlfriend, boy!... |
...Kiss her foot... |
...and DON’T look up at her above the sock!’ |
'Yes, master sir. At once, master sir. I obey you, sir!' |
I make sure to keep my humble gaze well below my master's girlfriend's sock... |
...so as not to displease him |
For a displeased master is a whipping master! |
I remain conscious of my master-sir's socks... |
...even as my head is bowed beneath his girlfriend's sock |
The familiar stitching of my master's sock - a sock I have been required to kiss-respect many times! |
'You're just a slave, boy, and don't you forget it!' |
The sock I must now get used to admiring - my master's new girlfriend's sock! |
How she must despise me - the old slave man grovelling at her sneakered and socked feet... |
...at her manly boyfriend's behest! |
Haha, you're a slave, boy! You must kiss feet - the feet of your betters. Get used to it! |