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Praising Her New Boots

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Master Simon sir brusquely orders me to praise his wife’s new BOOTS and to thank her for wearing long SOCKS inside her BOOTS so that I can observe her SOCKTOPS. I hastily obey master Simon sir as I kiss-worship his lovely wife’s BOOTS: ‘Oh pray Ms Mukta madam, if it pleases you Ms Mukta madam, truly your new BOOTS look fabulous on you mistress, if this slave may be so bold mistress please don’t have me whipped mistress? And God bless you for wearing long socks inside your boots, mistress, so that this unworthy slave might study and admire your equally fabulous SOCKTOPS, mistress. The mistress is very kind, mistress madam, begging your female pardon miss?’ Ms Mukta says nothing other than to snort derisively down at me – the worm at her feet. As the master and mistress turn to leave me to rot in the dirt behind them, I overhear the master-sir congratulating his wife on her humiliation of me with her BOOTS and SOCKS, and I gather that the happy couple are now heading home to make l...
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Unseemly Inquisitiveness

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The beautiful customer-mistress is wearing long, black leather kneeboots over her blue denim jeans, meaning I have no way of knowing the nature of her SOCKS, if any, inside her boots. No way of knowing, that is, unless I audaciously ask her! I decide it’s worth the risk of a WHIPPING, extremely fearful though I am of the WHIP! ‘Oh pray, pretty mistress, if it pleases you pretty mistress, pray pardon this slave’s interruption, mistress madam, please don’t beat me miss, but this pathetic slave is yearning to know whether the mistress is wearing any socks inside her boots madam, on account of his being a pathetic and weak sockieboy slave, madam, and, if so, the nature of those socks – their colour, texture and style, miss, begging your female pardon and indulgence miss oh pray don’t have ne whipped for insolence miss oh pray miss oh beg?’ She doesn’t beat me, but she doesn’t answer my question either: ‘Shut the f**k up, slave! Just get on with licking the outsides of my boots. Tch...
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Sucking It Up

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Some men like to show off in front of their lady friends. As a public footservant, I must simply suck it up! 'Hee hee, how do you like them apples, sockieboy footslave?' Having taunted me with his SOCKS, the mighty master-sir then has me kiss his SOCKED ANKLE... ...much to the amusement of his elegant lady friend, who laughs her pretty head off at me! As well she might, for I am just her partner's SOCK-KISSER Needless to say, I would much rather be getting my lowly lips onto those elegant, female STOCKINGS! Every STITCH in those fine, nylon STOCKINGS is just crying out to be kissed! But the wearer of the NYLONS is too busy enjoying the sight of my MALE SOCK humiliation... ...at her partner's FEET! This happy couple have every right to laugh at me... ... both  of them! For I am just a stranger's SOCK-KISSER, obediently and submissively kissing SOCK!
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A Slave Called 'Socks'

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My master and mistress and their friends have recently taken to calling me just ‘Socks’. It makes perfect sense because that way they can save themselves the hassle of having to explain that their socks need straightening. Just one word on their part achieves the desired result – ‘Socks’ – and the slavey will dutifully, and immediately, straighten their SOCKS! 'Socks!' 'Make sure you do a good job, Socks, or you'll have my WHIP to answer to!' Master Simon sir's whipping hand is clearly itching! 'Remember, Socks, the WHIP is never far from your back!' Master Simon sir, as always, speaks the truth. I live in fear of the WHIP! Must  do a good job in straightening Ms Arabella's socks! I concentrate intently on the humble task in hand! Meanwhile, my mistress Mukta's SOCKS are looking on She is just back from her run She delights in my humiliation at her friend's SOCKS! But I must remain resolutely focused on Ms Arabella madam's SOCKS! My fate ...
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Busy Summer's Day

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It's certainly a busy summer's day, and my customers are coming thick and fast, though this next customer only requires her sultry summer SNEAKERS to be kissed. No rest for the wicked on a busy summer's day, with heavy footfall! 'You're gonna kiss my sneakers, tongue-boy!' 'Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.' Her demeanour becomes more serious above me as I pay my labial respects to her hot and sultry summer footwear I get a good view of her SOCK! Both  her SOCKS, indeed! What a summer privilege! I really don't deserve such summer treats! Meanwhile, the wearer of the SNEAKERS... ...kindly switches feet in front of my face... ...before continuing on her way... ...feeling rightly pleased with herself She is a summer goddess who has just humbled a dirty, public footslave! I keep my humbled head respectfully bowed in the presence of the hot and sultry departing customer's feet I really am nothing more than a summer sockieboy!
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