The Mighty And Magnificent

A mighty and magnificent master-sir has me kiss his boots whilst an equally mighty and magnificent mistress-madam waits patiently in line for her footwear to be slavishly respected

A mighty and magnificent customer master-sir has me pay slavish lip-respect to his brown leather boots...

...beneath his thick, black socks!

The boots and socks of a magnificent and mighty man - a much better man than me!

I am acutely aware, from my lowly position, of the master's socktops towering over my humble head

My humbling view of the master-sir's sock

I can see the individual lines of stitching in his sock

And beyond the master-sir's boots and socks, an equally magnificent pair of sneakers and socks await my slavish attentions!

I can just make out a pair of ultra-sort, feminine white sneaker socks!

But, for now, it is sir's socks which dominate my lowly horizon!

Oh how he lords it over me!

And rightly so, for I'm just a municipal, public footslave!

It's my job to kiss feet...

...the feet of my mighty and magnificent betters!

Each and every day I face a neverending stream of boots, shoes and socks to have to kiss or lickshine

People's feet are my life!

Small wonder, then, that I should be in awe of their socks!

Socks!...Socks!...Socks!...Socks!...Socks!...

I look up to my betters' socks!

Socks of greatness! Socks of power over me!

Mighty and magnificent socks!

By lip-kissing my mighty and magnificent customers' boots and shoes...

...I am simultaneously paying homage to their equally mighty and magnificent SOCKS!

 

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