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Kissing The Neighbour's Feet Very Well

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My mistress orders me to kiss-greet her neighbour’s feet. I must obey everything my mistress says, if I am to avoid the biting STING of her LASH! 'Kiss Ms Filomena's feet, slave. And kiss them very well!' 'Show respect for our neighbour's feet!' 'Yes, mistress Hyacinth madam. At once, mistress Hyacinth madam. Please don't whip me, mistress?' I press my pathetic, puckered lips to the pretty visitor's painted big toenail Better to kiss feet very well, than to feel WHIP! I can smell the musty aroma of Ms Filomena's sandal leather... ...as I stare at her beautiful foot skin! I make sure that my lowly, unworthy lips fully embrace the visitor's BIG TOE... ...as a demonstration of my slavish respect for her feet! I do the same on her other BIG TOE when she gracefully switches feet in front of my face And I do it all under the supervision of my own mistress Hyacinth's much more familiar feet! And her WHIP! The ladies laugh at me as my mistres...

His Only Respite

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On a blisteringly hot day in the quarry, Ms Mukta enjoys a refreshing ice-cream whilst watching an elderly male workslave hard at work under the threat of his burly taskmaster’s unforgiving WHIP. The old workslave’s only respite is when he is brusquely ordered to kiss the quarry visitor’s feet! Ms Mukta enjoys a refreshing ice-cream beneath her sun hat whilst the elderly workslave toils under the WHIP! His only respite from his backbreaking labour is when he is brusquely ordered by the taskmaster to kiss the visitor's feet! 'Kiss the lady's feet, slave, and kiss them very well!' The slave's two betters are carrying a WHIP and an ice-cream respectively! But the old fool at least gets some succour of his own from the taste of the visitor's SHOE... ...and the sight of her short, red SOCKTOP! Oh how he wishes he could lick  that SOCKTOP... ...quench his thirst with the beautiful young woman's SOCKSWEAT! Those bright red SOCK STITCHES look so  inviting to a thirs...

Kissing Feet On The Piazza

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On an otherwise dreary evening, Ms Mukta has her old slavey kiss her feet on the piazza in front of her husband. The oldslavey has been ordered to KISS FEET His OWNERS and BETTERS watch from on high as he does so He obediently presses his puckered lips to his mistress's outstretched SNEAKER-TOE... ...in the face of her SOCK! Haha, this is truly where the pathetic old slavey belongs -- down amongst his BETTERS' SHOES and SOCKS For it is better for him to kiss his OWNERS' FEET than to feel the WRATH of their WHIP! His furrowed forehead therefore brushes against FEMALE SOCK... ...as he respectfully, and fearfully, kisses his mistress's DIRTY SNEAKER... ...whilst the equally DIRTY LOAFERS of her husband, the slave's MASTER-SIR, watch on! Haha, I'll wager the slave's LOWLY LIPS have oftentimes been ordered to kiss those MALE LOAFERS... ...and that his FEETKISSING FOREHEAD will have brushed against his MASTER'S SOCK? But, for now at last, it is the MISTRESS...

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