Respecting My Gaoler's Girlfriend

Today, I am given the honour of kissing my gaoler’s girlfriend’s feet. This is a rare opportunity for me to connect with an esteemed member of the opposite sex, even if only through her BOOTS!

My gaoler master-sir kindly invites his ladyfriend to step up to my face and have her boots kissed

She wastes no female time in doing so!

As I lower my confined lips to her outstretched, leathery boot-toe...

 ...I overhear the master-sir assuring his ladyfriend that he will have me sorely WHIPPED if I displease her with my bootkissing!

He then laughs out loud at me, mocking me and asking me how I like the taste of his pretty girlfriend's BOOTS?

The master's ladyfriend may be pretty, but she is not in the first flush of youth, as the harsh dungeon lighting shows!

Nice legs, though!

Needless to say, I don't comment on her shapely legs to the master-sir... 

...preferring instead to thank him for permitting me to pay my slavish respects to his esteemed ladyfriend's BOOTS!

The happy couple then turn and leave me... 

...with the master's ladyfriend indicating to him that she is now in the mood to make love with him!

All I can do is humbly observe the BOOTS of my TWO BETTERS abandoning me to the lonely gloom of the dungeon!


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