Left Out In The Cold

I am left out in the cold until such time as my mistress Mukta exits her back door, and even then I only get a fleeting taste of her warming boots as she heads off into town.

The light on in the kitchen is the only tentative clue that someone may be about to emerge

Sure enough, the door creaks open and my mistress Mukta, well wrapped-up against the cold, steps into the passageway

She stops only to have her BOOTS kissed

I endeavour to warm my lips on her BLACK LEATHER BOOT...

...beneath her BROWN SOCK!

She kindly switches her BOOTED FEET in front of my face, thereby giving me a taste of her OTHER BOOT

Indeed...

...she switches feet several times in front of my face!

She's sweet and kind like that, my mistress Mukta!

I humbly bow my head behind her departing BOOTS

Oh how I wish I could follow those kind BOOTS and SOCKS to heel!

But I must stay here - alone and left out in the cold!

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