Just One Wrong Move

Being a domestic footslave is so much better than being a public footslave out on the streets – if you can please your masters and avoid the biting sting of the WHIP! You still have to live life on your knees, but you do, at least, get a roof over your head, and you frequently get to actually touch your owners’ FEET!

Here you see me having the inestimable honour of washing my pretty mistress’s FEET. But I must be careful, for the WHIP is nearby! Just one wrong move shall be enough to bring it swishing down onto my BACK!

I most carefully and diligently wash my pretty mistress's BARE FEET in a bowl of warm, soapy water

One of her FEET hovers in the air directly beneath my kneeling face whilst the other FOOT is in the water!

Mistress seems happy enough, being engaged in a conversation with her beloved boyfriend on the phone

I have already carefully and respectfully removed her SOCKS from her FEET

And her SNEAKERS

And so now I must kneel beside her discarded SNEAKERS and SOCKS and touch her BARE FEET!

It's an honour of course, to get so up-close and personal with my mistress's FEET and FOOTWEAR

Such smooth, soft, feminine FEET!

With dainty, feminine TOES!

I make sure to keep my humble head bowed over the FEET

For, as I go about my lowly business, the WHIP looms large in my consciousness!

The WHIP!... Oh the WHIP!

How I dread its fearsome STING!

Just one wrong move, and my mistress's mood may suddenly change, leading to an unenviable encounter with the WHIP! 


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