Sometimes, as an additional punishment, my mistress Mukta
parades me through the streets whilst I am wearing a heavy wooden board around
my neck known as a ‘cangue’. She then invites complete strangers to hold their
feet up to my cangue-confined face for respect-kissing of their dirty shoes or
boots – something which the vast majority of people whom she approaches are, naturally, only too eager to do!
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| My mistress Mukta madam invites a perfect stranger to hold his foot up to my cangued face | 
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| She explains I am duty bound to kiss his foot, since I am just a slave! | 
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| My humbling view from the cangue of my mistress's sneakers and socks | 
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| My equally humbling view of the unknown master-sir's sneakers and socks! | 
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| I kneel at the mercy, and the feet of, my betters | 
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| I can only hope and pray that the magnificent master-sir chooses not to take my mistress up on her kind offer! | 
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| But I brace myself for his sneaker and sock in my face! | 
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| Sure enough, the man cannot resist presenting me with his dirty-sneakered foot! | 
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| I humbly, and respectfully, kiss it... | 
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| ...whilst the man, and my mistress Mukta, look gleefully down on me | 
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| What a fool I must look - a cangued fool kissing a stranger's foot! | 
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| And all under the supervision of his mistress's sneakers and socks! | 
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| Her SOCKS!... My mistress's SOCKS! | 
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| The master's SOCKS! | 
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| Truly I am surrounded by SOCK - the SOCKS of my BETTERS! | 
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| My deeply humiliating view of the master-sir's SOCK... | 
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| ...as I kiss-respect his dirty sneaker toe! | 
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| How my mistress and the random stranger laugh at me... | 
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| ...the stranger's cangue-confined footkisser! |