Tattooed Smoker-Goddess

Divine regular customer, Ms Lauren madam, a tattooed smoker, often requires a lick and a shine of her tattooed-smoker-goddess boots of an evening. At such times, I have the added privilege of observing at extremely close quarters the stitching in her tattooed-smoker-goddess socktops!

It really is an honour for the likes of lowly me to taste such a local goddess’s BOOTLEATHER and observe her SOCKTOPS, for I am not worthy to even think of her above her SOCKS!

‘Clean my boots, slavey boy. I wanna see ‘em shine!’

‘Yes, Ms Lauren madam. At once, Ms Lauren madam. It will be my honour and privilege, goddess-mistress Ms Lauren madam.’

She kindly raises her right ankleboot onto the footblock in front of my face and then casually smokes her cigarette high above me as I set about my lowly, degrading task.

‘Clean my boots, slavey boy. I wanna see ‘em shine!’

‘Yes, Ms Lauren madam. At once, Ms Lauren madam. It will be my honour and privilege, goddess-mistress Ms Lauren madam.’

Tattooed smoker-goddess Ms Lauren madam kindly presents her RIGHT BOOT for me to lickshine...

...before taking a drag on her cigarette, high above me

Unlike me, she is free to smoke

But I am forbidden, by Law, to even think of her above the SOCK...

...since she is divine, and I am but a public humble-head slave!

I diligently taste her BOOTLEATHER...

...whilst glancing up admiringly at her SOCKTOP

That's as far as my eyes may go

I must concentrate on lickshining her GODDESS BOOTS and studying her GODDESS SOCKS

I'm just a SOCKIEBOY FOOTSLAVE!

This is all I do - lick BOOTS and study SOCKS...

...whilst my betters look down upon me

All too soon for my lowly liking, Ms Lauren madam silently, and sullenly as is her wont, turns to leave me

She never utters any female words of praise or gratitude for my bootlicking efforts

And nor should she. She is much too good to talk to the likes of me, other than to bark her orders down at me

I continue to look up admiringly at her SOCKTOPS...

...but no higher!

Tattooed smoker goddess-mistress Ms Lasuren madam's BOOTS and SOCKS are my only legitimate business

I am, as ever, sad to see the backs of her BOOTS and SOCKS

I only wish I could spend longer in their divine company

Those BOOT BUCKLES, for example, could do with a lick and a shine!

But I am powerless to do anything, other than watch Ms Lauren's BOOTS and SOCKS walk out of my life

I can only hope and pray it won't be too long before they graciously deign to visit me again!

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