Probably nothing unique about what I said, you’ll think. But there is, if you’re truly into femdom, you know each woman is different, each has a different brand of dominance, no matter how subtle or not, no matter how slight or not, and as i stood there in the slight rain this afternoon (it came out as “rani” – Queen in India!! hehe) …
… I saw MAdam.
For a sum total of maybe FIVE SECONDS!
Dressed in black, white flip flips clacking again the dust and grime of India…
And Ma’ams legs!
Thats all I saw.
She wasn’t a beauty Queen by any standard, but I’d drop down and kiss her feet there, Ma’am, I so remember thinking I want to wash and massage your feet after the rigors of the day, those poor soles, must be so GRIMY!
Just such a Queen, and she walked on past by …
The way she walked, each foot falling heavily on the road, poor lady!
I dont know what else to say.
but I had to write this ode to her.
She deserves it.
All women do!
Paye Lagu, Madam Ji. You’re SO NICE!
Best,
Mike Watson
PS – for the best in Indian femdom tales – the Serving an Indian Goddess series and our Indian femdom page in general is your BEST BET!
And for true recollections, go HERE.
