His Only Respite

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 thirsty footslave's menial mouth!

He tries his ankle-level best to inhale the aroma of the SOCK...

...whilst studying its STITCHES with his eyes!

He would much rather be down in the dirt kissing feet than scrubbing ROCKS!

He must, as his taskmaster-sir has demanded, kiss the lady visitor's FEET very well

Perhaps he can delay the return of the WHIP to his back by so doing?

He fears both the SOCK and the WHIP!

The SOCK - because if he fails to please it, it can have him WHIPPED again!

For a slave like him it is always, always, always better to KISS FEET than FEEL WHIP!

That's why throughout his long day of hard labour, he will often kiss-respect the BOOTS of his taskmaster-sir!

Anything to avoid the WHIP!

This slave is constantly beneath the shadow of the WHIP!

Haha, that's right, old slave man...

...kiss your pretty visitor's FEET...

...and study her SOCK. This shall be your only respite during your long, hot day of heavy toil in the quarry!


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