Taking Orders

'Make sure you clean off all the gunk, and that, from my shoes, slave! You can look up at my socks, but don’t touch them!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. I hear and obey you, miss.’

As an elderly shoelick slave, I must simply get used to taking orders from bright young women – and obeying them to the letter!

‘Make sure you clean off all the gunk, and that, from my shoes, slave! You can look up at my socks, but don’t touch them!’

'Yes, mistress madam. I hear and obey you, miss.’

once she is satisfied with my compliance to her female will, the pretty customer-mistress relaxes back in her seat...

...texting someone high above me on her phone; her boyfriend, no doubt?

The socks I am permitted to look up to, but not touch!

I take every slavish opportunity to study the pretty customer's socks whilst lickshining her shoes

Her socks are like her - amazing!

What an honour, what a privilege, to study the socks of such a fabulous young woman on her ankles!

I feel truly blessed - as well as humiliated!

'Look only at my socks, slave! Don't even think about me above my socks!'

'Yes, mistress. I mean, no mistress! God bless your socks, mistress madam!'

She's right, of course. I am not worthy to think about this superb young woman above her socks!

I'm just a piece of slave-garbage at her superior feet...

...surrounded by her SOCKS! Her SOCKS! Her SOCKS! My customer's SOCKS! Oh how I envy them!

 

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