Serving Scuffmarked Boots
Having a scuffmarked boot in your face is always a deeply humbling experience, especially when the scuffmarked toe of the boot makes contact with your menial mouth and demands to be kiss-respected!
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| A scuffmarked female boot - in my face! |
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| The accompanying sock towers over my humble head! |
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| I have been ordered by the female owner of the boots to kiss them |
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| One after the other |
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| I admire her socks - from below |
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| Meanwhile the haughty customer-mistress glowers down at me |
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| She is clearly a 'watcher' - one who enjoys watching my lowly lips at work! |
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| 'Kiss the scuffmarks, slave!' |
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| I instantly ensure that my lips embrace the most prominent scuffmark on the dirty boot toe |
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| So does the wearer of the dirty, scuffmarked boot! |
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| I kiss the scuffmark with fear and trembling |
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| It feels rough on my lips |











