Bracing Myself For Boot Humilation

I brace myself for serious BOOT HUMILIATION as I espy officer-mistress Ms Padma madam approaching my cell. Officer-mistress Ms Padma always stops to have her uniform boots kiss-respected whenever she passes by my cell and, in a way, I am grateful for the company of her BOOTS – humiliating honour though it is!

The simple fact of the matter is that, without my daily visits from her BOOTS, I would have little or no contact with another human being, since most of the other officers completely ignore me, as is perfectly proper given that I am just a lifer prisoner-slave in an isolation cell. But officer-mistress Ms Padma madam is different – not kind or compassionate, as such; she just enjoys having her UNIFORM BOOTS kissed by a helpless, male prisoner who is in her FEMALE POWER and at her FEMALE MERCY!

A cruelly grinning officer-mistress Ms Padma madam approaches my lonely isolation cell down the prison corridor

As her BLACK UNIFORM BOOTS get ever closer... 

...I brace myself for some SERIOUS BOOT HUMILIATION!

Sure enough, her BOOTS stop directly in front of my confined face, all pigeon-toed and looking like butter wouldn't melt!

But then, her RIGHT BOOT is unceremoniously shoved through the hatch at the base of my cell door and onto my mouth

Swiftly followed by her equally arrogant LEFT BOOT

My only consolation during my BOOTKISSING HUMILIATION, is that I get to see Ms Padma's SOCKS

She has a tendency to wear non-uniform-regulation WHITE SOCKS

They should be BLACK SOCKS, but officer-mistress Ms Padma madam is very much a law unto herself!

And who am I to criticise her uniform dress codes?

I'm just a WHITE-SOCK-ADMIRING, BLACK-LEATHER-BOOTKISSING prisoner-slave!

I am always disappointed when officer-mistress Ms Padma madam's BOOTS and SOCKS turn to leave 

The humble highlight of my day is over!

Not that officer-mistress Ms Padma madam gives a damn

She doesn't care about my wellbeing, or lack of it, any more than any of the other officers

She just enjoys using her BOOTS to humiliate me! And praise be unto her for it!


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