He's Just A Slave!

Ms Mukta madam kindly introduces one of her friends to me:

'He's just a slave, Eleanor. Make him kiss your feet!'

'Cool!... You down there, the slave - kiss my feet!'

'Yes, Ms Eleanor madam. At once, Ms Eleanor mistress-madam.'

'He's just a slave, Eleanor. Make him kiss your feet!'

'Cool!... You down there, the slave - kiss my feet!'

'Make sure you kiss Miss Eleanor's feet very well, slave - or you'll have me to answer to!'

'Yes, Ms Mukta madam. Yes, Ms Eleanor madam. I will be a good footkisser for you, Ms Eleanor Miss.'

I admire Ms Eleanor madam's SOCK whilst I'm kissing her arrogantly outstretched SNEAKER...

...and the intricate patterns in the STITCHING of the SOCK

I make sure to lip-respect her LACES!

Whilst remaining ever mindful of my own mistress Mukta's SNEAKERS and SOCKS nearby!

I MUST be pleasing to Ms Eleanor madam... I MUST avoid the wrath of my mistress Mukta!

Better to humbly and obediently KISS FEET than FEEL WHIP!

I will always choose KISSING FEET over the STING OF THE WHIP...

...much to my BETTERS' delight and amusement!

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