Kissing Her Feet In The Rain

In the back passageway leading up to her apartment late at night, Ms Mukta mockingly asks me if I like having to kiss her feet in the rain? I most humbly and respectfully reply, in amongst my kisses to her wet sneaker-toe, that I do indeed like it madam, but not that much mistress, begging your kindness and understanding miss?

She chuckles at my obsequiousness and asks me if I would like her to fetch her husband Simon, so that I can kiss his feet too in the rain? I again most obsequiously and humbly reply to the mistress that it would indeed be an honour for me to kiss master Simon sir's feet, madam, albeit an intensely humbling and demeaning one for me, miss, begging her and her husband's forgiveness and understanding masters please don't beat me masters?

Ms Mukta merely snorts derisively at me and switches her damp and dirty sneakers in front of my face, before heading off into the kitchen to fetch her husband for me.

Mockingly making me kiss her rain-sodden sneakers...

...and asking me how I am liking it?

In between the rain splashes I humbly, and most respectfully, confirm to the mistress that I am liking it...

...but not that much, madam, begging her pardon and understanding, miss?

A slave like me must never appear ungrateful when required to kiss feet!

Kissing feet is what slaves do...

...by way of acknowledgement of their masters' superiority over them...

...in all weathers!

I dare not even look up at mistress Mukta's superior SOCK...

...such is my lowliness before her!

The wearer of the SOCK, meanwhile, looks disparagingly down at me...

...deftly switching her rain-soddened, sneakered in front of my face...

...before heading off towards the back door of her adjacent apartment to fetch her husband for me...

...so that I might kiss-respect his feet in the rain too!

The rain continues to splash down around my humble, unprotected head...

...as I watch Ms Mukta's SOCKS going to fetch her husband!


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