A Visit From My Former Mistress's Feet
It is always nice to get a visit from my former mistress’s feet – even though they are the ones that put me here!
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| Waiting desperately by my cell-door humble hatch for some feet to kiss |
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| When the hatch eventually opens, I see the familiar feet of my erstwhile mistress, Ms Mukta madam |
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| How kind of her to visit me in prison! Her right sneaker is unceremoniously shoved through the hatch and onto my menial mouth |
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| Swiftly followed by her left sneaker |
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| It is only when she turns to leave that I catch a decent glimpse of her short, white sock top... |
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| ...at the back of her heel |
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| Then the hatch door is slammed shut in my face... |
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| ...leaving me staring once again at metal. |







