Scholar's Slave (ii)

The scholarly, Righteous master-sir takes a well-earned break from his work:

‘Kiss thee my feet, slave, lest thou feelest yet more of the biting STING of my WHIP! And praise thee my feet – the feet of thy Righteous master!’

‘Yes, master sir. At one master sir. Praise be unto thy feet, sir, the feet of my Righteous better. I kiss thy feet, sir. Oh pray master-sir, praise be unto thy WHIP also, for thy WHIP teacheth me my place at thy superior feet, sir. God bless thee, sir. I am thy humble footservant, master-sir!’

‘Aye, and see to it that thou dost not forget thy lowly place, sinner slave. For thou art wretched and inferior to thy mighty master, and subject to his WHIP!’

‘Yes, master sir. I am but the dirt beneath thy feet, sir. I worship thee, sir!’

The Righteous master-sir grunts and belches contentedly.

‘Kiss thee my feet, slave, lest thou feelest yet more of the biting STING of my WHIP!'

‘Yes, master sir. At one master sir...

...Praise be unto thy feet, sir, the feet of my Righteous better.' 

The slave humbly and obediently kisses and praises his master's hairy feet

Or, more specifically, his BIG TOE!

A master's BIG TOE is a symbol of his POWER!

It must be worshipped and respected above all other TOES!

Haha. This slave exists beneath his master's HAIRY LEGS!

No sweet and smooth feminine feet for him!

Just the sweaty aroma of MAN FOOT!

But see how he has been well-trained to embrace such aesthetically unappealing FOOT...

...much to his Righteous master's amusement!

Truly, this slave knows his humble place...

...thanks to the WHIP...

...and it's at the FEET of his MASTER!

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