Apres Tennis

My mistress Mukta has just returned with her friend Ms Melanie madam from their friendly tennis match and so she curtly orders me to kiss-greet Ms Melanie's feet - making sure I don't look at Ms Melanie above the SOCK!

'Slavey, kiss my friend Melanie's feet...

 ...and keep your eyes glued to her SOCKS as you do so!'

'Yes, mistress Mukta madam. I obey you, mistress Mukta madam. I like your socks, Ms Melanie miss?'

I feel it is only appropriate for a lowly footslave like me to verbally praise my mistress's friend's SOCKS...

...since they must, inevitably, be sweaty inside her tennis shoes, after her long hot match?

I can't actually see any signs of SWEAT...

...but I'm hopeful that there must be sweat stains inside Ms Melanie's sneakers?

Whatever, I make sure to keep my eyes glued to Ms Melanie's SOCKS, as instructed by my mistress

When my mistress Mukta gives an order, she expects it to be obeyed!

And woe betide, or more accurately 'whip betide', any slave that sees fit to disobey Ms Mukta!

I don't ever intend to be that slave!

And so, I obediently kiss white sneaker and stare at white tennis SOCK... 

...whilst Ms Melanie congratulates my mistress on her 'well-trained footslave'!

I feel a foolish sense of pride at being called a 'well-trained' footslave!

I mean, it's nothing to be proud of, for all the glory must go to my mistress Mukta!

But it's satisfying to know that my betters appreciate my lowliness and submissiveness at their superior feet, even if at the same time they utterly despise me!