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!
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The master-sir and mistress-madam - both potential customers - are engrossed in conversation high above me |
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Right now, I could not be further from their thoughts! |
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I must simply bide my time, and hope and pray that they will both deign to use me in due course |
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In the meantime, I have a slave's-eye view of the SOLE of the mistress's sheepskin BOOTIE! |
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These are the very treads I am hoping to shortly have to kiss-respect! |
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Likewise, the master-sir's studded, black leather BIKER BOOTS are just crying out to be LIPPED! |
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Truly, I am surrounded by the BOOTS and SOCKS of GREATNESS! |
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It is an honour for the likes of lowly me to even breathe in the same air as this superb couple's footwear! |
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Even the woman's GRUBBY, GREY SOCK is superior to me! |
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Oh pray, mistress madam! Oh pray, master sir! Please use me to kiss your BOOTS! |
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My prayers, for now at least, go unanswered |
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But patience is a footslave's virtue! |