Old Doormat

My mistress Mukta explains to her visitor, Ms Abigail madam, as she stands over me, that I am now too old and decrepit to serve her and her husband, my master Simon sir, inside their house, and so her clever husband has permanently installed me outside their back door in the porch as a human doormat for people to wipe their feet on. Ms Mukta comments that my ‘big nose’ is at least good for getting dirt out of visitors’ shoe treads, and she casually invites lovely Ms Abigail madam to step forward and use my upturned face to wipe her dainty, feminine feet on before they go inside.

Divine Ms Abigail, whose clunky sneakers are indeed dirty and unkempt (a bit like the rest of her), is only too pleased to do so! 

Ms Mukta stands over me and mocks me as she explains my lowly purpose in life to her houseguest, Ms Abigail madam

My mistress proudly explains that it was her clever husband's idea to install me outside their back door as a doormat

Ms Abigail madam listens, intrigued...

...as my mistress then invites her to wipe her dirty feet on me!

I can already tell that Ms Abigail madam's divine sneakers and socks are somewhat unkempt...

...as, indeed, are my own mistress's!

Ms Abigail gaily moves forward and places her heavy, clunky sneaker-sole directly on top of my confined face!

She presses down and wipes it backwards and forwards in order to clean her shoesole on my face!

I can feel the weight of her SOCK as well as her sneaker!

A heavily CREASED SOCK that, no doubt, will have been on her foot all day (it's now late evening!)

I hear Ms Abigail madam giggling contentedly as her everyday sneaker-dirt is transferred onto my face - where it belongs!

Ms Mukta is also amused. Her husband is such a clever man!

To have installed me as a doormat for everyone to wipe their feet on!

I too feel I must congratulate master Simon sir, for minding me a lowly role in life in my old age!

I can smell the aroma of Ms Abigail's dirty sneakersole...

...as I observe the dirt stuck in the treads!

I can only hope and pray that my big nose successfully extracts said dirt

Otherwise, a disappointed Ms Abigail madam might feel the need to punish me by stomping on me?

Oh if only she would deign to take off her shoe and wipe her SOCK on me too!

I would feel truly honoured to have her daily SOCKSWEAT on my face!

She skillfully manoeuvres her foot across my face, extracting the dirt from her well-worn shoesole...

...whilst my mistress Mukta's equally unkempt sneakers and SOCKS look on

This is what it means to be subject to the SHOES and SOCKS of one's BETTERS!


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