Ms Mukta and her husband are all dressed up as Ancient Romans as
they get ready to go to a Roman-themed fancy dress party. I shall have the
honour of accompanying them to the party – though I don’t need any fancy dress, as I shall be going in my usual capacity as their slave. 
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| I 'get into character' by kissing my Roman domina's feet | 
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| I kiss my mistress's sandals and her bare toes | 
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| It's not often that I get to kiss my mistress Mukta's bare toes, on account of her fondness for wearing socks! | 
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| So I make the menial most of it! | 
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| I love the feel of her big toenail on my lowly lips... | 
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| ...as I simultaneously admire her Roman ankle bracelets! | 
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| Master Simon sir's Roman feet, meanwhile, are standing next to my feet-and-sandal-kissing face | 
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| Hopefully, I will get to kiss his Roman Senator feet at some point too this evening? | 
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| But, for now, it is my domina's feet that require my slavish respect and attention! | 
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| A respect, as ever, that is engendered by my fear of the WHIP! Since ancient times, slaves like me have feared their masters' WHIPS! | 
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| Ms Mukta madam looks every inch the Roman matriarch, and master Simon sir her senator husband! | 
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| I'm guessing that I too look every inch their Roman slave? |