It is only right and proper that my masters should be
relaxing whilst I, their slave, get on with the housework – stopping only to
kiss-respect the feet of a family member whenever they enter or leave the room.
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My master and mistress relax whilst I labour at the humble housework |
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It is only right and proper that I should do all the work. I'm their slave! |
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Right now, I am having to brush the carpet |
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My middle-aged master sir's ornate shoes |
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My middle-aged mistress madam's cork sandals |
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Truly I must live my life down on my knees, close to the feet of my betters |
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The daughter of the house, Ms Yara madam, enters the room and greets her parents |
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Protocol dictates that I must temporarily stop my housework in order to kiss-greet her feet |
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Being a modern young woman, she is wearing sneakers |
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She presents both her sneakered feet to my lowly lips for kiss-respecting - one after the other |
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My eyes and forehead are close to her sock |
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I can make out the individual stitches in her Arab sock |
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It is a sock of greatness - and of power over me! |
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What a lowly privilege, what a humbling honour, to be so close to a beautiful young Arab woman's sneakers and socks! |
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Meanwhile her father, my master sir, looks down on me |
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As does my mistress madam, Ms Yara's mother |
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the whole family are enjoying my humiliation at Ms Yara's sneakered and socked feet! |
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Truly I am where I belong - down amongst my masters' feet... |
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...and kissing the sneakers of a socked goddess! |
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Feet, work, shame, humiliation - such is my lowly life! |