Filth And Gunk

A pretty, punk customer-mistress barks her female orders down at me:

‘Shine my shoes, boy! And make sure you get all the filfth an’ gunk, an’ that, out of them treads!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. I will obey you, miss.’

My lowly tongue gets to work on her treads

I look up to her SOCK...

...admiringly!

Meanwhile, she looks down on me...

...contemptuously!

The pretty mouth that MUST be obeyed

Such a punky goddess!

What an honour to lickshine the shoes of such a superior being!

And to even breathe in the same air as her SOCKS!

I lickshine the buckles and laces of her clunky shoes, as well as the treads

She remains glued to my work

'Lick harder, stupid slave! Faster! I want my shoes to be sparkling by the time my boyfriend gets here, an' that?'

 'Yes, mistress. I obey you, mistress. Please don't hurt me, miss!'

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