Must Do Better

My master-sir, the magnificent man who owns me, is not satisfied with my perceived lacklustre servitude towards his customers. He angrily points out the sign above my humble head which states that I am a ‘Slave of Feet’, and he says I need to be much more slavish in my respect-kissing or lickshining of his customers’ dirty shoes and boots. Otherwise, he warns me, the WHIP awaits my bare back and shoulders!

I tremblingly assure the master-sir that I shall endeavour to do better and to be pleasing to both him and his customers, and my slavish resolve to do so is soon put to the test when a party girl wearing chunky leather boots accepts an invitation from my master sir to step up to my face for a quick lick and a shine!

'You no good!  You lazy slave! You work tongue harder, or you feel WHIP!'

'Madam like boot shine? Free for pretty lady!'

What girl can resist a free boot shining?


She could crush my tongue with these boots, if she felt so inclined!

Boot and shoe leather always tastes bitter, but my tongue is used to it now after years of enslavement!

Feet, boots, shoes, socks - these are the stuff of my lowly life!

The feet, boots, shoes and socks of my BETTERS...

...all of whom, quite rightly, look down upon me!

I'm garbage...

...and a rubbish footslave, as expressed by my magnificent master-sir!

Licking boots is all I'm good for - and I'm not even good enough at that!

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