The smartly-dressed customer mistress sits above me stony-faced and
in silence, closely watching my every move as I diligently lickshine her smart, loafer shoes.
Her only words to me have been:
‘Clean the filth off my shoes, slave’.
And my only permitted words to her have been:
‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam’.
Though I would dearly love to be verbally praising her SOCKS, which
are fabulous – rich black to match her loafers, and with ultra-fine stitching!
How other men, passers-by, all laugh at me – the stony-faced,
demurely-seated girl’s loafer-shoe licking, pathetic sock admirer. And rightly so!
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| I diligently lickshine the beautiful, but stony-faced, customer mistress's black loafer shoes in silence |
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| She watches me from on high like a hawk... |
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| ...silently ensuring my compliance with her will! |
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| I would much rather be discussing her SOCKS with her! |
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| My eyes are so close to them, I can see the individual FINE STITCHES in her BLACK SOCKS! |
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| The SOCKS of a stony-faced GODDESS! |
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| This is my lowly life - licking SHOES and studying SOCKS... |
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| ...the SHOES and SOCKS of my BETTERS! |
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| Must shine the SHOES. Must respect the SOCKS! |
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| For I am nothing but a SHOE-LICKING, SOCK-ADMIRING numpty! |
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| A slave of other people's SHOES and SOCKS! |
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| No wonder passers-by are laughing at me! |