My mistress and master walk me outside whilst I am wearing the heavy cangue designed and built by my genius of a master, master Simon sir. Both my master and mistress are geniuses, as the cangue forces me to concentrate on the backs of their SHOES and SOCKS as I crawl humbly to heel behind them.
Note that I am following their footsteps, not 'in' their footsteps, as I could never hope to be as clever as my master or mistress. They are both gods, and I am just a slave.
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| Two geniuses out for a stroll with their cangued footslave |
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I am humbly following their footsteps...
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| ...as befits a cangued slave! |
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| Whilst my mistress Mukta's SNEAKERS and SOCKS are close to my cangued face... |
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| ...it is the backs of the LOAFERS and SOCKS of my genius master-sir, master Simon sir, that I focus on the most... |
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| ...since he is the erudite inventor of the home-made cangue around my neck |
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| A cangue that gloriously compels me to focus on his SOCKED HEELS... |
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| ...as I crawl in the dirt behind him! |
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| Truly these are the SOCKS of a magnificent man! |
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| Of course, by Law I must not neglect to admire his wife's SOCKS also... |
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| ...since she is happily married to her genius of a husband... |
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| ...and she too is a genius in her own right... |
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| ...being female... |
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| ...and a bright and intelligent young woman! |
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| But I can't help but also admire the SHOES and SOCKS of my uber-intelligent master sir, designer of the heavy cangue around my neck! Praise be unto him, sir! You are a god to me, sir! |
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