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My Induction As A Personal Sock Slavey

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Having given me my introductory whipping, my new mistress explains that I am to be her personal sock slavey, and she duly orders me to kiss the top of her SOCK. I obey her with alacrity, as I have no desire to feel any more sting from her WHIP! Better to KISS SOCK than FEEL WHIP! 'Kiss the top of my sock, sock slavey, and pledge your allegiance to my socks!' 'Yes, mistress Kadal madam. At once, mistress Kadal madam.' 'Oh pray, mistress Kadal's sock, truly I will be a good slave to you and your sister sock, madams.' 'I kiss you, oh sock.' 'Please don't have me whipped, mistress the sock?' I shamelessly kiss-respect the top of my new sock-mistress's all-powerful sock... ...as I have been ordered to do... ...under pain of the WHIP! Better to KISS SOCK, and be obedient to it... ...than to FEEL WHIP! This shall, no doubt, be the first of many millions  of kisses on my humble part to my new mistress's SOCKS! Such is the humbling and pat...

Morning, Noon, Night

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Morning, noon and night I must kiss feet – the feet of my BETTERS; of SMOKERS; and, these days, increasingly of VAPERS!  A late-night customer mistress enjoys a vape high above me as I kiss-respect her scruffy BOOTS She doesn't care if her BOOTS are scruffy and unkempt All she knows is that I am obliged, by Law, to kiss them As I dutifully do so, I look admiringly up at her THICK, GREY SOCK Oh to trace the WEAVE of that SOCK with my nugatory nose! Indeed, I would happily enslave myself to this pair of SOCKS, would the municipal authorities ever release me from my place of public bondage! But, as things stand, this is just one more pair of SOCKS I must slavishly admire as I kiss yet another stranger's FEET! I really am a nothing and a nobody Just another anonymous, public footservant... ...of superior SMOKERS and VAPERS! The superior stranger eventually turns her back on me and walks away without saying anything... ...leaving me silently  yearning  to follow her THICK GREY...

Not All Scruffy

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It’s not all scruffy  sneakers and socks in my face – though it is mostly ! Occasionally, however ,  I do get a smart pair of highly-polished shoes on my mouth Not that the pretty wearer of the SHOES cares whether they are 'smart' or not She just wants her feet kiss-respected! Inevitably, of course, there are still SOCKS for me to see and admire The SOCKS of my BETTER... ...with their STITCHING in my face! The decorative bow of the SHOE tickles my nose as my lowly lips pay homage to the SHOELEATHER Mustn't sneeze and spoil the SHOE! The other SHOE is promptly presented to my menial mouth Always I must look down  at the customer's feet, and not up  at their face I'm not good enough to look my customers in the face Only in the SHOE and SOCK!

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