Kissing The Matriarch's Feet

‘Kiss my mother’s feet, slave, and kiss them very well!’

‘Yes, master sir. At once, master sir. Please don’t beat me, master?’

My magnificent master-sir curtly orders me to kiss-respect his mother’s feet. I immediately and humbly obey, reverentially kissing her black leather shoe-strap whilst remaining acutely aware of the proximity of the master-sir’s WHIP to my kneeling, submissive back! 

‘Kiss my mother’s feet, slave... 

...and kiss them very well!’

My magnificent master-sir makes his wishes clear

And it is always best for a slave to obey his master and to kiss feet upon his manly command

I therefore lower my lips to his mother's black leather shoe-strap...

...thereby showing the utmost slavish respect both for her SHOE and for her matriarchal BARE FOOT within it!

Always better to KISS FEET than FEEL WHIP!

I can smell madam's SHOE LEATHER...

...as I admire her GOLDEN SHOE BUCKLES

MUST show suitable SLAVISH RESPECT for the MOTHER of my MASTER-SIR!

She is, after all, the one who gave birth to him...

...and I must be GRATEFUL to her for producing such a magnificent and erudite master-sir...

...whose BOOTS I have oftentimes had to kiss...

...and whose WHIP has oftentimes graced my BACK!

For my magnificent MASTER-SIR has an innate proclivity for the use of the WHIP on his slave!

My master's mother must be really proud of her son. And quite right too, for he is a natural SLAVE-MASTER!

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