Through The Bars Of His Slave-Cell
The master-sir’s personal slave must humbly kiss-respect the master’s pretty girlfriend’s ornate, brown-leathery COWBOY BOOTS through the iron bars of his ignominious slave-cell, much to her sweet feminine amusement and delight!
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| 'Haha, that's right, honey, give him a taste of your BOOTS!... |
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| ...and iffin' he baulks at 'em, I'll soon give him another taste of my WHIP!' |
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| The elderly slave is acutely aware that the master's WHIP is coiled and ready in his masterful hand! |
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| And he has the added indignity of having to kiss the young woman's BOOTS beneath her SOCKTOPS |
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| Her LEFT SOCKTOP |
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| Her RIGHT SOCKTOP |
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| The dusty and scuffmarked BOOT-TOE he must taste, without baulking! |
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| The master-sir's BOOTS, which the elderly slave has oftentimes had to taste! |
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| Just as he has oftentimes 'tasted' the STING of his master's WHIP! |
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| He does baulk at that! |
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| Better to KISS BOOT than FEEL WHIP... |
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| ...the BOOTS of his BETTERS! |











