Decorative Basement Slave

My master-sir keeps me as a purely ‘decorative’ slave in his dark and dingy basement. I am permanently confined in a cage in the corner of the basement, wearing a heavy cangue, and my sole interaction with the outside world is to kiss the feet of my esteemed master-sir, and his equally esteemed guests to whom he ‘shows off’ his decorative slave when the fancy takes him.

Today, my magnificent master-sir is showing me off to his latest pretty girlfriend, a Thai girl, who is both fascinated and impressed by my lowliness and obedience as I kiss her feet, upon my master-sir’s command, through the bars of my permanent cage. She even giggles as my lowly lips touch her sneakers. It is a nice change for me from having to kiss my master’s hairy toes!

Oh, and in case you were wondering, although there is no room for my mighty and ingenious master-sir to swing a WHIP in my cage, he can inflict further punishment upon me by prodding me through the bars with a pitchfork, which he also demonstrates to his new girlfriend, much to her Thai glee and amusement!

The sound of my fabulous master-sir climbing down into my basement prison always fills me with dread

Today, however, his footsteps are accompanied by those of a female

I quickly realise that this must be my master-sir's latest girlfriend as he demonstrates his basement slave to her!

The young woman, who is Asian (Thai, I suspect from her accent), leans down to mock me in her broken English...

...before presenting her SNEAKERED FOOT to my confined mouth for respect-kissing, at the behest of my master-sir!

She deftly switches feet, clearly having no compunctions whatsoever about humiliating me

And rightly so, for I am, after all, just a slave!

I study and admire her Thai-white SOCKS as I lip-respect her SNEAKERS

Such a nice change for me to kiss FEMALE SNEAKER and observe FEMALE SOCK...

...whilst the owner and wearer of those foreign SNEAKERS and SOCKS is laughing at me!

She's not the only one - my magnificent master-sir is laughing at me too...

...as well he might! For here I am, obliged to kiss a stranger's FEET!

Mind you, I'd much rather be kissing a Thai girl's SNEAKERS than my master's HAIRY, SWEATY TOES...

...no disrespect intended to the MASTER-SIR, or his FEET!

But this is undoubtedly the HUMBLE HIGHLIGHT of my day...

...kissing the SNEAKERS, and admiring the SOCKS, of a beautiful young woman...

...my master's GIRLFRIEND!

I am fit only to look her in the SOCK!

No wonder she's laughing at me from on high outside my cage!

My master-sir causes her further mirth when he prods me with his PITCHFORK!

I cry out in PAIN as the metal prods dig into my bony old back!

NOW I would willingly kiss my master's SWEATY FEET, if only he would desist from prodding me with his PITCHFORK!

But he wishes to entertain his new beloved, as is his perfect right!

And if that entertainment comes at my suffering and expense, then so be it. I am my master's slave, and he can do what he likes to me!

Meanwhile, his girlfriend's SNEAKERS and SOCKS continue to observe me from outside my cage

The laughter of my BETTERS echoes around the otherwise empty basement...

..as the PITCHFORK continues to prod into my back!

I glance over at the FEET of my PITCHFORK-wielding tormentor

Oh pray, master's FEET, have mercy on me, master's FEET!

Said masterful FEET, accompanied by the FEMALE SNEAKERS and SOCKS, eventually turn their backs on me...

...as they turn to leave the basement and leave me to rot in my cage.

Truly, I am in the presence of GREATNESS...

...the FEET, SANDALS, SHOES and SOCKS of my BETTERS!

The happy couple are still laughing at me as I kneel in my cage behind them...

...and I overhear my master-sir's pretty girlfriend, again in her broken English and Thai accent, congratulating my proud master-sir on his confinement and humiliation of me. She thanks him for having me kiss her FEET!


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