Public Boots Polisher And Socks Ponderer

A middle-aged mistress madam mocks me as I tongue-polish her grown-up daughter’s boots:

‘Haha, that’s right slave, polish my daughter’s boots. Lick off all the dirt and the grime and make them look shiny and new. Taste where she has been, and ponder what type of socks she might be wearing inside her boots as you lick them clean!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madams. Truly it is an honour for me to lick your daughter’s boots and contemplate her socks, madam!’

A middle-aged mistress madam mocks me as I tongue-polish her grown-up daughter's knee-high boots

I am under strict instructions to make sure I 'make them look shiny and new.'

And to 'taste where she has been!'

All whilst pondering what type of socks she might be wearing inside her boots!

I don't need to speculate about her mother's socks...

...as she is wearing sneakers with short, black socks peeking out over the tops

The socks of a goddess!

I imagine her pretty daughter might be wearing similar socks inside her boots

My 'customer' takes a casual drag on her cigarette high above me as I am feverishly pondering her hidden socks

You see, boots shoes and socks are my life...

...the boots, shoes and socks of my betters

I live to lick boots and study socks!

 

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