Kiss-Greeting My Master's Girlfriend's Boots
Whenever my master-sir's pretty girlfriend comes a-calling, I am obliged to kiss-greet her boots, in a manner befitting a gentleman's household footslave. Only her BOOTS, mind - not her bare feet or even her socks! I am not worthy to touch her inner footwear or her bare flesh with my menial, domestic mouth!
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Kiss-greeting my master's girlfriend's BOOTS... |
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...beneath her SOCKS! |
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These are the only parts of my master's girlfriend that I am permitted to touch... |
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...her outer footwear! |
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Master-sir keeps a close eye on me to ensure my footslave compliance! |
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And woe betide me if I fail to be pleasing to his pretty girlfriend! |
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Or, more precisely, WHIP betide me! |
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Fortunately, both the master-sir and his pretty girlfriend appear satisfied with my humility |
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I even allow the mistress's SOCK to brush briefly against my kneeling ear... |
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...so confident am I in my humble ability to be pleasing to my masters and betters! |
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Kissing BOOTS is something I do well, even if I say so myself! |
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As is kissing FEET - the bare FEET of my mighty master-sir! |