Getting Off On The Wrong Foot

‘Why you are not kissing my feet, slave? Why you are slacking? Is it the whip you are needing?’

‘Oh pray, pretty mistress. Please don’t whip me, miss. Pray present your foot to me on the footblock beneath my face, that I may pay my regards to it, madam?’

The superb Asian customer-mistress kindly complies:

‘Kiss my foot, slave!’

I obediently lower my lips to her outstretched sneaker-toe and a potential misunderstanding, with dire consequences for me, has been successfully averted!

'Why you are not kissing my feet, slave? Why you are slacking?'

‘Kiss my foot, slave!’

I immediately comply with the Asian customer-mistress's commandment...

...to try to avoid any misunderstandings or misperceptions regarding my slavish obedience towards her

She kindly switches feet to give me a taste of her other sneaker

I admire her sock

Such a bright, clean sock!

In the bright sunlight, I can even make out the individual stitches in the Asian girl's SOCK!

Her sulky demeanour suggests she is not yet convinced of my humility

Such a shame we got off on the wrong foot!

But order is now restored. I, the slkave, am paying homage to my female better's footwear!

She angrilly turns her back on me and walks away

Another dissatisfied customer!

But then, nearly all my customers are haughty and hard to please!

Such is the lowly lot of a public footslave...

...constantly earning the contempt of one's infinite betters!

 

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