Slurping Superior

‘Kiss my feet, slavey. An’, like, look at my socks, an’ that!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.’

On a crystal clear day, the customer’s instructions could not be clearer. Clearly, she despises me and rightly so. For she is clearly a superior being to me!

I hear her nonchalantly slurping on her refreshing milkshake high above me as I obediently kiss-respect her white, rubbery sneakers and humbly study her socks.

Goddess approaching at 3 o'clock!

‘Kiss my feet, slavey. An’, like, look at my socks, an’ that!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.’

Slurping noises

I obediently focus on the customer's SOCKS as I kiss-respect her sneakers

Such shapely SOCKS, on such shapely ANKLES!

My humbling view of my slurping superior's SOCK STITCHES!

All that can be heard are the sounds of sneaker-kissing and milkshake slurping

The slurper casually switches her sneakered feet in front of my face

Slurp! Slurp!

The slurping temporarily stops as she glances down to inspect my work...

...but resumes as she then, presumably satisfied with my efforts, slurpingly turns her back on me to walk away

Now it is the backs of her SOCKS I must study...

...and look up to admiringly

And what's not to admire about them? I'm just a slavey, and slaveys admire their superiors' SOCKS!

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