‘Slave, greet our guest! Kiss him on the sock!’
‘Yes, master sir. At once master Samuel sir… Oh pray, master
William sir, welcome to my master’s home, sir. I kiss you on the sock, sir.’
I must be pleasing to my master’s guest, otherwise I
shall be WHIPPED!
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| ‘Slave, greet our guest! Kiss him on the sock!’ |
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| 'Oh pray, master William sir, welcome to my master’s home, sir. I kiss you on the sock, sir.’ |
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| Kissing another man's sock, in an effort to please him and my master-sir |
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| My lowly lips must humiliatingly make contact with another man's SOCKS... |
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| ...whilst he is wearing them! |
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| I admire the stitching and the coloured hoops in master William sir's SOCKS! |
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| These are, after all, the SOCKS of a REAL MAN! |
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| I am fit only to kiss him on the SOCK! |
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| His SOCKS!... I'm a SLAVE!... SOCKS!... MASTER!... |
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| Mercy master Wiliam sir. Oh your SOCKS sir! |
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| My master Samuel's angry mouth, barking his masterful orders down at me |
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| My master Samuel sir's toes - oft kissed by my lowly lips! |
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| The same lips that must now kiss the SOCKS of our guest! |
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| His SOCKS!... Master William's SOCKS!... |