On their way back home from the diner, my mistress and
master happen to bump into their good friend, Ms Nalin madam, and I am promptly
ordered to kiss Ms Nalin’s feet. This is one of those rare occasions when I am
actually permitted, by Law, to momentarily take my eyes (and my menial mind)
off my owner’s SOCKS in order to study her friend’s SOCKS!
It is a deeply humiliating honour!
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| 'Kiss Ms Nalin's feet, slave!' |
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| 'Yes, mistress Mukta madam. At once, mistress Mukta madam.' |
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| This is one of those relatively rare occasions when I am legally permitted to study a stranger's SOCKS... |
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| ...i.e. when I have been ordered to kiss their feet! |
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| Of course, the feet and SOCKS of my owners and masters are still never far away from my face! |
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| Indeed, they are watching on to ensure I show appropriate slavish respect for the SHOES and SOCKS of their friend! |
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| Truly, I am surrounded by the FEET, SHOES and SOCKS of my BETTERS! |
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| 'Now kiss Ms Nailin's other foot, slave!' |
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| Ms Nalin kindly switches feet beneath my kneeling face |
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| She is clearly delighted by the humble homage being paid to her by her good friend's slave! |
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| I taste Ms Nalin's white sneaker leather... |
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| ...as my eyes study her SOCK! |
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| I endeavour to count the individual, visible STITCHES in the SOCK... |
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| ...but it's a hopeless task... |
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| ...given the limited time I have with Ms Nalin's SOCKS! |
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| Still, this is a rare treat and an honour. A new pair of SOCKS for me to admire! |
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| As opposed to the perennially present SOCKS of my mistress and master... |
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| ... magnificent human beings though they are! |
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| I just feel so privileged to be surrounded by such FANTASTIC SOCKS! |