That dirt stood out so well on Madam’s soles!
On a bit of a walk outside, trying to get some things to move – no pun intended, and I saw a red car backing up.
Before that, I heard peacocks crowing – a highly auspicious sign in India, at least, but to me, most of all this is auspicious no matter where I live, the Universe sees ALL.
I took care to avoid the car, as it seemed a beginner was driving it.
And at the risk of getting slapped “there were two women in there”.
Hehe. Enough said.
So, Madam was backing up, then off she went.
A while later, I noticed this same car coming in the opposite direction, and then trying to park, which only reason I noticed it?
It was taking forever to park, and easy parking …
Idly, I looked at the occupants of the car.
Same car.
Man, Madam took like – 15 minutes for what would require me like 1. Hehe.
And it wsa an automatic, not a stick shift a lady once asked me to park for her YEARS ago on a trip to the grocery store.
Anyway.
I let her do her thing.
Finally, she stepped out, and I knew there was a reason I noticed her!
MAN, WHAT A QUEEN AND GODDESS!
An annoyed sorta look, kid in tow, and mother in law with her.
Probably not the “sexiest” of images?
But this long legged Indian woman was wearing ALL WHITE, and white shorts – my!
And those white sandals, and I was in a sissy workout position (I found a cute little garden by the side of the road, was pondering whether or not to step in – like an oasis amidst the grime of India) – but man, this Queen!
I tried not to stare.
I tried not to hear the CLACK her lovely white sandals maded against her even lovelier bare skin!
Fair skinned, like the other lady I saw “cleaning” something – I knew there was a reason the Universe was telling me to walk that way, so i did, and I was vindicated – as usual.
Now, it’s taking pressure to NOT move things if you get my drift. Hehe.
Literally, Ma’am, I’d lick not just your soles and shoes, and BEG TO TAKE CARE OF YOUR KIDS! – I’d even lick your car tyres, footmats, and … the PEDALS, she’s that fine!
If just for the imprint of her perfect sandal, and at night, of course, like Carol instructed me. I’d massage that foot more since it’s tired from driving or sitting in the back seat – most likely with it near my FACE – I’ll never forget that scene in a lovely BOllywood flick I once watched, Madam even said “hamare yahan naukar ko aisa kiya jata hai” (translation – thats how we treat our SERVANTS HERE! MY, at that age I almost CAME IN PANT!!!!! A lifetime of lovely recollections!)
I’d eat her shit if she asked me to, and I’m NOT into that, I wouldn’t recommend anyone to be either.
But literally, some Indian ladies, many – man, just SO HAVE IT!
And thats the spirit in which all our Indian femdom tales were written – YOU, the Indian (and true) femdom lover will love ’em!
Get you some NOW.
Best ,
Mike Watson
