Eighty-Seven

A public footslave is never off duty - even in the dead of night. If a customer-mistress or master approaches you and demands that their FEET be kissed - then kissed they must be. And if they have any other foibles, those too must be obeyed!

I'm tired, but never off duty!

'Kiss my feet, slave!'

'Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.'

Madam relaxes with a late-night cigarette high above me...

...as I humbly, and respectfully, kiss-respect her FEET!

'Study my SOCK, slave. Count the number of visible STITCHES out loud!'

'Yes, mistress madam.... One mistress, two mistress, three mistress...'

She listens intently as I honour her SOCK by audibly counting the number of individual STITCHES that I can see

This must be one of her feminine foibles, and who am I, a mere male slave, to question it?

'... fifty-two mistress; fifty-three mistress, fifty-four mistress...'

I get up to eighty-seven! How many red SOCK STITCHES can you count?


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