Patience Is A Footslave's Virtue

I must show some slavish respect for my sink estate betters by waiting patiently for their feet until such time as they are ready to use me. In the meantime, I can, of course, diligently study the shoes or boots I am (hopefully) about to have to kiss!

The master-sir and mistress-madam - both potential customers - are engrossed in conversation high above me

Right now, I could not be further from their thoughts!

I must simply bide my time, and hope and pray that they will both deign to use me in due course

In the meantime, I have a slave's-eye view of the SOLE of the mistress's sheepskin BOOTIE!

These are the very treads I am hoping to shortly have to kiss-respect!

Likewise, the master-sir's studded, black leather BIKER BOOTS are just crying out to be LIPPED!

Truly, I am surrounded by the BOOTS and SOCKS of GREATNESS!

It is an honour for the likes of lowly me to even breathe in the same air as this superb couple's footwear!

Even the woman's GRUBBY, GREY SOCK is superior to me!

Oh pray, mistress madam! Oh pray, master sir! Please use me to kiss your BOOTS!

My prayers, for now at least, go unanswered

But patience is a footslave's virtue!

 

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