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!
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| 'Kiss Ms Filomena's feet, slave. And kiss them very well!' |
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| 'Show respect for our neighbour's feet!' |
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| 'Yes, mistress Hyacinth madam. At once, mistress Hyacinth madam. Please don't whip me, mistress?' |
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| I press my pathetic, puckered lips to the pretty visitor's painted big toenail |
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| Better to kiss feet very well, than to feel WHIP! |
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| I can smell the musty aroma of Ms Filomena's sandal leather... |
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| ...as I stare at her beautiful foot skin! |
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| I make sure that my lowly, unworthy lips fully embrace the visitor's BIG TOE... |
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| ...as a demonstration of my slavish respect for her feet! |
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| I do the same on her other BIG TOE when she gracefully switches feet in front of my face |
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| And I do it all under the supervision of my own mistress Hyacinth's much more familiar feet! |
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| And her WHIP! |
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| The ladies laugh at me as my mistress Hyaninth tells her neighbour that from now on I am to be her slave too! |
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| I shall therefore, it seems, soon become just as intimately acquainted with our guest's feet as I am with her hostess's! |
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