As Day Turns To Night
As day turns to night, I have the added humility of knowing that my customers’ SHOES and SOCKS will, almost certainly, have been on their feet all day, as I kiss-respect their outer footwear and admiringly stare at their inner footwear!
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An unknown customer-mistress approaches me as day turns to night |
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'You're gonna kiss my feet, slavey-boy!' |
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'Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.' |
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I've definitely not had the honour of serving these SHOES and SOCKS before |
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I never forget a pretty SHOE... |
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...or SOCK! |
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The lacy frills of the customer's SOCK brush against my feckless forehead as I kiss her outer footwear! |
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She looks down on me, of course, as the feetkissing 'slavey-boy' at her FEET! |
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She makes damn sure I pay my slavish respects to BOTH her feet - several times! |
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I humbly SUCK on her SHOE-SPIKES... |
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...before she turns her back on me to gloatingly walk away! |
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Just think - those superb SHOES and SOCKS have almost certainly been on her feet all day! |