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? |