Commanded To Kiss Her Feet Very Well

‘Kiss my daughter’s feet, slave. And kiss them very well!’

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

Whenever my mistress’s 20-year-old daughter, miss Felicia madam, comes home from college, I must kiss-greet her feet. Her mother, my mistress Chinenye, expects nothing less of me!

And nor does miss Felicia herself! She deftly switches her sneakered feet beneath my kneeling face:

‘And the other one, slave!’

‘Yes, miss Felicia madam.’

I notice whilst I am down there kissing her sneakers, that both miss Felicia’s socks appear to now be creased again around her ankles, despite my earlier efforts to make sure they were neat and tidy before she went out to college this morning!

I can only hope and pray that I won’t be punished for those unsightly sock creases?

‘Kiss my daughter’s feet, slave. And kiss them very well!’

‘And the other one, slave!’

‘Yes, miss Felicia madam.’

To my horror, I can't help noticing that miss Felicia's SOCKS are once again CREASED around her ankles!

I do hope my mistress Chinenye won't see fit to punish me for those unsightly SOCK CREASES!

I did my slavish SOCK-LEVEL best to make sure they were neat and tidy on miss Felicia's feet this morning

Mind you, my mistress Chinenye's feet have wrinkles and imperfections of their own!

I should know, as I must kiss-respect them far more often than her daughter's feet!

But, for now, it's miss Felicia's SOCK creases that concern me the most!

Should I offer to straighten them for her?

Or hope that such inconsequential things go unnoticed by my superiors?

I decide to keep schtum and merely continue to kiss feet. I'm cowardly like that!


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