My Every Waking And Sleeping Moment

My magnificent master-sir is introducing me to his beautiful new Asian wife – as her personal footslave. With WHIP in hand, he explains how my lowly life is going to be from now on. He warns me that:

I shall be constantly subject to the WHIP
I shall live life permanently on my hands and knees from now on
I must never take my eyes, or my mind, off his beautiful wife’s FEET and FOOTWEAR
I must kiss her FEET upon his, or her, command
I must care for her BARE FEET by washing them, massaging them, and giving her regular pedicures (using my menial mouth to hold the nailbrush)
I must care for her SOCKS by mouth-and-hand washing them and by straightening them on her shapely ankles throughout the day
I must care for her SHOES and BOOTS by tongue-polishing them as and when required
I must sleep at the base of their bed with his wife’s used SHOES and SOCKS on my upturned face
I shall eat only one bowl of unappetising and bitter-tasting slave mush per day
I must follow his beloved wife on my hands and knees to heel every day, everywhere she goes
I must kiss and respect his FEET also, and kiss-respect the FEET of all their friends, acquaintances and relatives to order. Similarly with the FEET of strangers that they meet in the street or with visitors to their home
I may not speak unless spoken to, and everything I do say must be in the language of humble and submissive slavespeak
I must beg for mercy and show fear whenever I am to be punished
I must never smile and must maintain a constant look of fear and oppression on my face
They can dismiss me on a whim and consign me to a lifetime of servitude in the slave mines should I ever displease them