Your mistress is sitting in the bus shelter on a dank and
dismal evening patiently awaiting the arrival of her bus. All you can do, as
her footslave, is kneel beneath the wooden bench she is sitting on, and humbly
stare at the backs of her SHOES and SOCKS.
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| Your lowly view of the world, as your mistress's permanent, personal footslave, is always dominated by her FEET and FOOTWEAR |
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| Right now, you are duty-bound to study the backs of her SNEAKERS and SOCKS as she patiently awaits the arrival of her night bus |
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| What you can't see, of course, is your pretty mistress texting her friends high above you |
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| But none of that should be your concern. She is not your friend. She's your mistress, and your only business is with her FEET and FOOTWEAR! |
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| So study those SOCKS in detail, slave! Study the STITCHING; the CREASES; the BOBBLING. And consider yourself lucky that you are the slave of such a sweet and kind mistress! |
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