She’s a beautiful Indian girl with BOOTS and an ATTITUDE:
‘Kiss my boots and keep your eyes on my socks, you damned
dirty slave!’, she barks down at me in her authoritative Indian-English
accent.
‘Yes, mistress madam. God bless you, mistress madam’,
I reply in my customary slavespeak-obsequious accent.
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| Haughty and dismissive - this uber-pretty Indian customer-mistress has exactly the right attitude | 
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| And the right BOOTS and SOCKS to really put me in my place! | 
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| She has haughtily ordered me to focus my lowly eyes on her SOCKS as I kiss-respect her BOOTS | 
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| And so I must, literally, look up to her SOCKS! | 
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| A sight for slave eyes! | 
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| SOCKS! A haughty and arrogant, Indian customer-mistress's SOCKS! | 
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| I feel lowly... | 
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| ...as well I might, down amongst the weeds! | 
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| Her heavy BOOTS taste vile, but it is her SOCKS that tower menacingly over me! | 
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| She eventually can be bothered to glance down and inspect my lowly lipwork on her BOOTS... | 
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| ...before arrogantly taking a drag on her cigarette | 
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| Yes, this haughty young woman is a SMOKER to BOOT! | 
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| She suddenly, and silently, turns her back on me and walks away | 
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| No words of approval for my humble and respectful kisses to her BOOTLEATHER | 
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| And why should she voice her female approval towards my slavishness? I'm just a slave... | 
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| ...and she is a superior SMOKER! | 
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| Her SOCKS still dominate my lowly landscape... | 
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| ...as I continue to look up to them, both literally and morally | 
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| These are the BOOTS and SOCKS of a SUPERIOR young woman with the right ATTITUDE! | 
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| What a privilege, what an honour, for the likes of lowly me to even be in their superior presence! |