Ingratiation Ceremony

My new mistress looks decidedly unimpressed as I seek to ingratiate myself with her whip, socks and boots! I promise to be a good and obedient slave to them, and to seek only to pleasing unto them. 

I MUST ingratiate myself to my new mistress's whip, boots and socks...

...since they now OWN me, and have me in their POWER and at their MERCY!

I baulk not at the musty smell of my mistress's sheepskin boot-toe...

...but repeatedly kiss it, in a humble and respectful manner befitting a fearful slave!

Better to kiss BOOT than feel WHIP!

As you can see, I have already experienced the latter, so I know what I'm talking about!

I cringe and grovel and fawn at the boots of my better...

...under the shadow of her WHIP!

She switches her booted feet beneath my face, a sure sign of her pleasure at my slavish act of obeisance

'KEEP YOUR HEAD BEFOW MY SOCK, SLAVEY BOY!'

'Yes, mistress madam. I obey you, mistress madam. I humble myself before your sock, madam!'

Better to ingratiate oneself to a SOCK, than to feel WHIP!


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