My mistress Mukta introduces me to one of her friends in the back passageway leading up to her house:
'Slavey, this is my friend Kadal - "miss Kadal madam to you"! You will kiss her feet and praise and worship her every time you see her!'
'Yes, mistress Mukta madam. It will be my honour, mistress Mukta madam.'
I bow my lips to miss Kadal madam's now extended boot beneath my confined face, and kiss the musty-smelling sheepskin:
'Oh pray, miss Kadal madam. God bless you, miss Kadal madam. This slave kisses your boots, miss, if it pleases you miss?'
My mistress Mukta has some additional instructions for me:
'Praise and bless her SOCKS also, slavey!'
'Yes, mistress Mukta madam.'
I temporarily interrupt my boot kissing to look up to and verbally praise SOCK:
'Oh pray, miss Kadal madam's socks, if it pleases you miss Kadal madam's socks, praise be unto you, socks.'
My mistress Mukta madam then asks her friend Kadal if she and her socks are satisfied with my boot-lipping efforts, to which miss Kadal madam, mercifully, replies that they are!
As the two girls walk away from me and towards my mistress's back door. I bow my head behind their BOOTS and SHOES and contemplate how I am now beholden to miss Kadal madam's SOCKS every bit as much as I am to my own mistress Mukta's SOCKS. Kiss feet, praise and worship; it's what I do!
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| 'Slavey, this is my friend Kadal - "miss Kadal madam to you"!... |
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| ...You will kiss her feet and praise and worship her every time you see her!' |
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| 'Kiss her boots very well, slavey!' |
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| 'Praise and bless her SOCKS also!' |
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| 'Yes, mistress Mukta madam. It will be my honour, mistress Mukta madam.' |
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| My mistress Mukta's familiar SNEAKERS and SOCKS are watching my every, lowly move! |
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| I must be pleasing to her friend, miss Kadal madam! |
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| I temporarily interrupt my bootkissing to sockpraise miss Kadal's SOCKS... |
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| ...before lowering my lips once again to the seam on the front of her outstretched BOOT |
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| Better to kiss sheepskin boot seam... |
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| ...than to invoke the wrath and displeasure of these two powerful young women... |
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| ...my masters! |
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| No wonder they look down upon me with contempt! |
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| My mistress Mukta politely enquires of her friend as to whether she, and her SOCKS, are satisfied with me? |
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| Thankfully, they are! |
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| So I can continue to kiss BOOT with the confidence that I'm not going to be WHIPPED... |
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| ...not tonight anyway! |
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| As the two ladies make their way into my mistress's warm and cosy home... |
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| ...I remain out in the cold of the back passageway with my head humbly bowed behind their feet... |
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| ...and contemplate my lowliness... |
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| ...and the fact that I am now beholden to miss Kadal madam's grey SOCKS... |
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| ...every bit as much as I am to my mistress Mukta's grey SOCKS! |
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