‘Whipped slave, massage my pretty girlfriend’s socked
feet!’
‘Yes, master sir. At once, master sir. Please don’t whip
me, master. I will be a good sock-massager to your girlfriend, sir.’
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My master sir orders me to massage his new girlfriend's socked feet, fresh out of her sneakers |
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He threatens me with more WHIP if I fail to please her! |
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Meanwhile, his pretty girlfriend revels in her newfound power over me... |
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...as I must kneel and touch her sweaty-socked feet! |
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The SOCK feels so SOFT! |
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But the SOCK-WEARER is not SOFT! She has a wicked glint in her eyes... |
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...a glint that comes from knowing that it is really SHE who has control over the WHIP right now... |
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...since SHE will determine whether her angry boyfriend, my magnificent master-sir, deploys the WHIP to my kneeling back! |
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WHIPS, SOCKS, FEET... |
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...such is the life of a lowly household FOOTSLAVE! |
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I have been required to massage my master's bare and socked feet on many an ignominious occasion! |
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His feet are ROUGH and CALLOUSED |
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But the mistress's feet are SOFT and SOCKED! |
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This is what it feels like to have to kneel in front of another man's girlfriend... |
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...and massage her SWEATY-SOCKED FEET... |
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...so close to your face that you can make out the INDIVIDUAL STITCHES in her SOCK! |