Erstwhile regular customer-mistress Ms Sharon madam is
visiting me for the first time in a long time. I must say, she’s looking well
in her sparkly, silver dress and pink cardigan, not to mention her pink and
white striped SNEAKERS and scrunched, white anklesocks!
I’m also pleased to say that her attitude hasn’t changed
towards me – as aloof and as haughty as she ever was; precisely the way a slave
like me should be treated. No enquiries as to my wellbeing after all this time.
Indeed, she shows no interest in me whatsoever. I’m just a thing that kisses
her feet:
‘Don’t look at me above the sock, slave!’
‘Yes, Ms Sharon madam. I mean, no, Ms Sharon madam. God
bless you, madam.’
And that is the limit our conversation during this happy
reacquaintance of unequals!
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An erstwhile regular customer makes a rare appearance in front of my confined face after several years |
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Superb Ms Sharon madam. I recognise her instantly from her haughty demeanour. |
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‘Don’t look at me above the sock, slave!’ |
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‘Yes, Ms Sharon madam. I mean, no, Ms Sharon madam. God bless you, madam.’ |
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I would never dream of looking Ms Sharon - or any of my customer masters or mistresses - above their SOCKS! |
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I know I am not worthy to look above the SOCKS of my BETTERS |
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My BETTERS' SHOES and SOCKS are my life! |
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And Ms Sharon madam is most definitely my BETTER! |
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And she knows it! |
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She says nothing to me after I have humbly kissed her feet and she haughtily walks away from me... |
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...with her superior nose in the air |
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Not that I can see it |
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All I can see are the backs of her departing SHOES and SOCKS! |
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And rightly so! |
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As I said, I am not worthy to even think about my BETTERS, like Ms Sharon madam, above their SOCKS! |
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I'm just a weed amongst weeds |
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Every individual STITCH in my customers' SOCKS is worth more than me! |
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I study a CREASE in Ms Sharon madam's departing SOCK. I wonder when, or even if, I'll ever see those SOCKS again? |