Crossing

The slave dutifully crawls to heel behind his pretty mistress as she crosses the road. What he must never do is cross her for, sweet and kind though she may appear, she is adept with the WHIP, and not shy about using it. He therefore keeps his eyes glued to the backs of her BOOTS and SOCKS, as befits a good and obedient footslave! 

This well-trained slave knows his place, and it's crawling behind his pretty mistress's BOOTS and SOCKS

She may look like a sweet and kind mistress...

...but the slave knows to his cost that she is not shy about using the WHIP!

He knows too, therefore, that he must never cross her!

See how he keeps his humble head low in the presence of her superior BOOTS and SOCKS!

He is frightened of them, and their WEARER!

Better to be humble and afraid than impertinent and WHIPPED!

He has therefore trained himself to never even think about his mistress above her BOOTS and SOCKS!

They well and truly dominate his lowly life!

Haha, I'll wager that he knows every nook and cranny of those SOCKS inside those BOOTS?

After all, he must slavishly and respectfully kiss them hundreds of times every day?

But right now, all he can do is stare at his pretty mistress's DIRTY BOOTSOLES and WHITE SOCKTOPS!


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