My heart always sinks somewhat when I espy regular
customer-mistress Ms Mukta madam stepping up onto the shoelick podium in front
of my face. For, although she always has a smile on her pretty face, she can be
very demanding. And I know to my cost how any failure on my lowly part to
satisfy her demands will likely lead to a stinging rebuke from the nearby wall WHIP!
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| My slave heart sinks with trepidation as I recognise the feet of regular customer Ms Mukta madam |
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| 'Shine my shoes, slavey, and make sure you include the STRAPS. But DON'T touch my SOCKS!' |
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| 'Yes mistress Mukta madam. I will be a good shoe and strap shiner for you mistress.' |
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| How she revels in her POWER over me! |
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| A POWER afforded to her by her fabulous SHOES and SOCKS! |
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| I look up gingerly at the narrow SHOE STRAP I am about to have to lick |
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| I MUST make sure my tongue doesn't stray onto the SOCK... |
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| ...or any other part of my face, for that matter! |
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| 'Remember, slavey, no touching of the SOCK. But make sure my SHOE STRAP is sparkling!' |
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| 'Y...yes, mistress Mukta madam. I obey you, m...mistress Mukta madam.' |
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| She watches me gleefully, almost hoping that my slave tongue will inadvertently touch her SOCK! |
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| Meanwhile, a REAL man, a handsome master-sir, walks past us and laughs at my slavish kowtowing to a young woman's SHOE STRAPS! |
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