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Pulling Faces

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People love pulling faces at me in the pillory, especially as they know I must maintain a respectful and sombre demeanour in their superior presence, as is befitting in a slave. My gaoler master-sir will also see to that! A member of the public sticks her tongue out at me... ...as is her perfect right! She is mocking me in my confinement in the pillory For my humble part, I only have eyes for her SOCKS! Bright pink dayglo SOCKS! To match her PINK TONGUE! My superb gaoler-sir ensures that I maintain a suitably humble demeanour in the face of the young woman's provocation I must focus on her SOCKS, as befits a pilloried slave! Her SOCKS!... Her PINK SOCKS! I'm just a slave 'Study the young woman's SOCKS, slave, and remember your place!' My gaoler-sir's own STOCKINGS have often been admired by me... ...since they are the STOCKINGS of the man holding the WHIP! The WHIP, I say!... My gaoler's WHIP! Better to be mocked than to feel the BITING STING of the WHIP! P...
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Longsocks Humiliation

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A truly magnificent master-sir with long socks humiliates me in the stocks in front of his pretty girlfriend, as he is perfectly entitled to do, praise be unto him! A magnificent master-sir poses proudly for photographs as he humiliates me with his long socks and sandals His pretty girlfriend alternates her phone between his handsome face and my sock-entrapped face! Meanwhile, a passing magistrate master-sir joins in the laughter at my expense And rightly so, for I must truly be a ridiculous sight... ...lying prostrate on the dirty ground, my head and neck imprisoned in wood... ...and my temples trapped between another man's SOCKED ANKLES! His SOCKS!... His SANDALS!... The musty leather SANDAL-STRAPS! Meanwhile, if I dare to look ahead, all I can see are the mocking SNEAKERS and SOCKS of my tormentor's pretty girlfriend If truth be told, I would much rather be having her  SOCKED ANKLES squeezing into my feckless forehead! Her SOCKS look soft and malleable! But it is the master...
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In Love With Her Sockies

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 Regular customer Ms Mukta madam enjoys sock-teasing me late at night: ‘Slave, do you love my sockies? I mean, are you actually in love with them, and that?’ ‘Oh pray Ms Mukta madam, if it pleases you Ms Mukta madam, yes indeed Ms Mukta madam, begging your forgiveness and pardon, miss. I’m pathetic like that, miss?’ She laughs out loud at me, her laughter echoing around the empty alcove, as I continue to kiss-respect her sneakers until they, and their accompanying sockies, turn their beautiful backs on me and abandon me to the night once more. Ms Mukta often teases me with her SOCKS late at night ‘Slave, do you  love  my sockies? I mean, are you actually  in love  with them, and that?’ ‘Oh pray Ms Mukta madam, if it pleases you Ms Mukta madam, yes indeed Ms Mukta madam...  ...begging your forgiveness and pardon, miss. I’m pathetic like that, miss?’ The objects of my unrequited love... ...Ms Mukta's SOCKS! I, literally, can't take my eyes off them......
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