‘Haha, that’s right slave – kiss the young woman’s boots.
Lose whatever dignity you have left beneath her socks! Haha, soon it will be
the turn of my socks to tower over your feetkissing face! Haha.’
A free man (and therefore a much better man than me)
mercilessly mocks me and my public loss of dignity beneath my customer’s boots
and socks – not that I had much ‘dignity’ to begin with; I’m just a slave!
Nevertheless, I experience a total loss of dignity when the man subsequently imposes his own shoes and socks on my 'feetkissing face'!
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| A man mercilessly mocking me as I kiss-respect my customer's long boots beneath her socks |
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| ‘Haha, that’s right slave – kiss the young woman’s boots... |
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| ...Lose whatever dignity you have left beneath her socks!' |
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| The mocking master-sir is very astute. I do indeed feel a loss of dignity beneath my customer-mistress's superior, black and white stripy sock |
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| 'Haha, soon it will be the turn of my socks to tower over your feetkissing face! Haha.’ |
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| The man continues to chortle at me as the young woman nonchalantly takes a puff on her cigarette |
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| The man then watches as she moves off. I think he fancies her - as well he might! |
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| The man then steps up to the footblock beneath my confined face |
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| 'Now kiss my foot, slave. And study my sock!' |
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| 'Yes, master sir. At once, master sir. Please don't beat me, sir!' |
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| Oh how humiliating! Oh how humbling! To be kissing a man's shoe beneath his long sock! |
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| 'I'm better than you, boy! Look at my sock!' |
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| I humbly obey the master sir and look directly at his sock whilst I am kissing his shoe |
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| What a total loser I am - a total loser of dignity! |
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| Truly I am at the mercy and at the service of my betters' shoes, boots and socks! |
