My New Mistress
My master-sir introduces me to his new girlfriend:
‘My slave is your slave, honey, and my whip is your whip!
Feel free to beat him if he displeases you in any way!’
I kiss my new mistress’s foot when she holds it up to my kneeling face.
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My master-sir introduces me to his new girlfriend |
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she graciously holds up her foot to my lowly lips for me to kiss it |
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She's pretty! |
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But will she be kind towards me? |
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Or will she, as the master has encouraged her to do, whip me? |
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I study her socks |
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These are socks I must now get to know and to serve |
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Better to serve sock than feel WHIP! |
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Meanwhile, I remain acutely aware of my master's feet, and WHIP, hovering behind me! |
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The feet I am much more familiar with kissing - the feet of my magnificent master-sir! |
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The WHIP that frequently graces my back! |
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Master enjoys WHIPPING me! |
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But will the mistress enjoy doing it too? |
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I can only hope and pray that she will be a kind young woman towards me. I continue to cradle, and kiss, her foot |