Grovelling At Their Feet

My mistress Mukta, and her esteemed father, master Vihaan sir, make sure I properly kiss-greet the feet of their house guest, Ms Kaleisha madam. It is only master Vihaan sir, however, who chuckles out loud with glee at my abasement at a young woman’s FEET (as he is perfectly entitled to do!)

Everyone watches intently as I kiss-greet the feet of my masters' house guest, Ms Kaleisha madam

Only master Vihaan sir, however, is chuckling out loud at my abasement at his daughter's friend's FEET

He must be (rightly) proud of his daughter's training of me...

...for I unhesitatingly bury my nose in the guest's SHOELACES as my lowly lips embrace her SNEAKER LEATHER...

...and my eyes focus on her WHITE SOCK!

I am, of course, acutely aware of magnificent master Vihaan sir's GREY SOCKS nearby...

...SOCKS that will, undoubtedly, order me WHIPPED if I fail to be pleasing to the visitor's SOCKS!

Oh how many thousands of times has my menial mouth paid homage to master Vihaan's SOCKS?

And rightly so, since they are the SOCKS of my mistress Mukta's esteemed father!

Not to mention her SOCKS of course.

I believe I must have kiss-respected my own mistress Mukta's SOCKS literally millions of times!

Not that she is ever impressed by my lowly efforts. She is, on the contrary, ever demanding!

And again, rightly so - for she is my mistress! She owns me!

And therefore her SOCKS own me...

...and must constantly be afforded my slavish respect!

I feel the weight of Ms Mukta's ORANGE SOCK bearing down on me as I kiss-respect her friend's FEET...

...and study the stranger's WHITE SOCK...

...in the presence of my mistress's father's GREY SOCKS!

Welcome to my lowly world - a world of FEET, SOCKS, SANDALS, BOOTS and SHOES...

...the FOOTWEAR of my BETTERS!

No wonder they all look down upon me with mockery and contempt as I grovel at their FEET!


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