Confirming My Servitude

‘I hear you were required to sniff my husband’s bare feet earlier, slave. I hope you did so respectfully and in a manner befitting a slave?’

‘Oh yes, mistress Mukta madam. If it pleases you, mistress Mukta madam, this slave showed the utmost respect for the master sir and his feet, madam. Master Simon sir is my master, miss. Just as you are, miss. I kiss your feet, madam.’

‘I hear you were required to sniff my husband’s bare feet earlier, slave...

...I hope you did so respectfully and in a manner befitting a slave?’

‘Oh yes, mistress Mukta madam. If it pleases you, mistress Mukta madam, this slave showed the utmost respect for the master sir and his feet, madam...

 ...Master Simon sir is my master, miss...

...Just as you are, miss... 

...I kiss your feet, madam.’

Desperately kissing my mistress's shoes as a confirmation of my servitude towards her and her husband

I find myself wondering whether my mistress Mukta's feet smell as cheesy as her husband's did...

...inside her shoes and socks?

'I'm glad to hear it, slave! For, if ever you don't show appropriate respect for me and my husband, I'll have you sorely WHIPPED!'

'Is that clear, boy?'

'Yes, Ms Mukta madam. I kiss your feet, madam. Please don't have me whipped, madam!'

My slave's-eye view of my mistress's shoe and sock...

...as my menial mouth kiss-respects her shoeleather.


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