‘You clean top of shoe, slave, as well as bottom. But not
touch sock. You touch sock, I have you WHIP!’
The pretty Japanese customer-mistress is clearly the top in
this situation, with myself the bottom. Mind you, it is ever thus with all my
customers!
She mercilessly mocks me as I humbly obey her:
‘Haha, how you like it, slave? How you like clean
Japanese girl dirty shoe with tongue? You feel shame? Haha, you just a ignorant
slave. You a dog! You a moron! Haha!’
‘Yes, mistress madam. Pray forgive me, mistress madam. I
am just the trash at your feet, miss.’
She continues to laugh at me out loud from on high. And rightly so!
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| The finger of female power points to the area of shoe she wants licked... |
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| ...the upper! |
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| However, I am under strict instructions not to touch her sock! |
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| And rightly so, for the sock is a highly intimate foot garment |
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| It absorbs the wearer's unique footsweat-DNA |
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| Thus, when it comes to a customer's sock, it is entirely appropriate that I should look, but not touch! |
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| Indeed, I go further - I look up to the sock! |
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| I study the individual stitches in the sock - so close is it to my face! |
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| Must shine shoe. Must study sock |
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| Meanwhile, the wearer of the shoes and socks looks condescendingly down at me... |
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| ...before mercilessly mocking me in my powerlessness and lowliness |
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| And she is perfectly right to do so - for I am but the trash at her feet! |
