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My Lowly Job

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My lowly job is to follow my mistress Marathi’s socks to heel; to never be far from them; to care for them; and to think about them all the time. I’m her personal sock slavey. I am in such a lowly position, as my mistress Marathi's personal sock slavey My whole life must revolve around her SOCKS... ...and nothing but her SOCKS! I am subject to her SOCKS Her SOCKS own  me! I must never forget that I am lower  than her SOCKS... ...and less intelligent than them I must look up  to them... ...and study their CREASES Such is the lowly life of the personal SOCK SLAVEY... ...of a bright and beautiful Indian mistress.

Waiting To Be Whipped

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As an ‘experienced’ slave I have been tethered to the whipping post on many an ignominious occasion. Here you see me being taunted by a free master-sir as I await the dreaded arrival of my mistress with her WHIP. The master sir is mockingly asking me how I feel about being whipped? Am I frightened of the whip? Do I fear its burning sting (a sting which, incidentally, the freemale master-sir himself will never have experienced and never will, since in the Gynarchy of Barbaria only male slaves like me are subject to the WHIP!) I humbly and respectfully confirm to the master-sir that I am indeed awaiting the arrival of the whip with great fear and trepidation, if he would be so kind and understanding to a weak and feeble slave, sir, begging your manly pardon sir? The master-sir laughs at me and settles down on a nearby crate with his cigarette and his can of beer, well out of the way of the WHIP, in order to enjoy watching my whipping as my mistress finally arrives!  A master-sir, ...

Privilege To Be With

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A bright and attractive young woman with fabulous  pirate-style BOOTS kindly grants me the privilege of having her BOOTS' company, albeit for much too brief a time for my lowly liking! Her fabulous, pirate-style BOOTS clump along the pavement towards me The kind and beautiful young woman stops to ask me how I like her BOOTS? Would I like to spend some company in their presence? I humbly respond that nothing would give me a greater honour than to place my lowly lips on her superior bootleather! Such ornate uppers! And topped off with a fine SOCK! The young-woman wearer of the PIRATE BOOTS kindly presents her right boot to my menial mouth She then focuses on the contents of her phone high above me as I kiss-respect her outstretched BOOT TOE It is such a privilege for the likes of lowly me to be paying my slavish respects to such a fabulous  pair of BOOTS! To even be in the presence  of such BOOTS... ...with their decorative PINK RIBBONS... ...PLAIN WHITE SOCKS... ...and ORN...

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