A nerdy young man makes sure his elderly house slave shows
appropriate slavish respect for his visiting girlfriend.
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| 'Kiss my girlfriend's feet, slave!' |
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| 'Yes, master sir. At once, master sir.' |
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| The elderly house slave presses his pathetically puckered lips to the young woman's outstretched sneaker |
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| She promptly switches feet in front of his kneeling face |
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| He is acutely aware of her sock |
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| He stares at the sock, humbly studying the stitching and the creases in the grey cotton sock-material |
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| This is, after all, the esteemed sock of his master's girlfriend! |
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| of course, the pathetic old slave remains acutely aware of his own master's socks behind him... |
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| ...socks he has seen close-up many times whilst humbly kissing his master's feet |
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| The slave also bears in mind the STING of his master's WHIP! |
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| Don't be fooled by the master-sir's nerdy appearance - he wields a mean WHIP! |
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| Yes, this downtrodden and whipped slave is truly surrounded by the feet, shoes and socks of his betters |
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| Kissing their feet is all he is good for |
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| He is the slave of their shoes and socks... |
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| ...and, by Law, must respect and admire every stitch and every crease in their socks |
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| for the Law stares he is worth less than his masters' and mistresses' socks |
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| How they must look down on him... |
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| ...the cringing, grovelling old slave at their sneakered and socked feet! |
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| Kiss...kiss...socks...socks... |
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| Kissing feet and admiring socks is the slave's lowly life! |
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| His masters exult in their power over him and laugh at him... |
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| ...as he continues to kiss-greet female sneaker... |
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| ...beneath female sock |
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| Oh how he admires and worships these plain grey socks! |
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| They are, after all, the socks of his master's beautiful girlfriend, whom he is not fit to look at above the socks! |
