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Begging For Punishment To Fit The Crime

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This afternoon, a furious master Simon sir is verbally berating me and threatening me with the WHIP! He is angry because his beloved wife, my mistress Mukta madam, has alleged that I ‘took my eyes off her SOCKS’, albeit only momentarily, whilst she was conversing with one of her friends, Ms Arabella madam, earlier in the day. It is absolutely, 100% a FALSE accusation on my mistress’s part, as I would never take my lowly eyes off her SOCKS – not unless she had given me her explicit permission to do so e.g. if she orders me to study and admire one of her friend’s SOCKS whilst I am kiss-greeting their feet! But, when a mistress makes an accusation against a slavey, even a patently false accusation, according to the Laws of the Gynarchy the accusation is automatically proven. And rightly so, since it is the word of a superior mistress against the word of an inferior slave! Not that I would ever dare to challenge my mistress Mukta’s accusations against me – and certainly not in fr...
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Pathetic Kneeling Sock Slavey

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A SOCK SLAVEY kneels on the dirty ground with his humble head trapped between his pretty mistress’s SOCKED ANKLES whilst she relaxes on a bench above him checking her social media feeds on her phone. The pathetic kneeling SOCK SLAVEY only has eyes, and thoughts, for his mistress’s SOCKS! This pathetic, kneeling SOCK SLAVEY knows his place - and it's down in the dirt with his humble head trapped in between his pretty mistress's shapely SOCKED ANKLES... ...whilst she is comfortably seated above him, catching up on her social media feeds on her phone The pathetic kneeling slavey must look down at the ground beneath her feet... ...and contemplate his lowliness But he also gets a humbling view of his mistress's SOCKS... ...and SNEAKERS! He is particularly intrigued by her SOCKS, of course... ...and the patterns in the STITCHING of her SOCKS... ...being nothing more than a SOCK SLAVEY... ...with nothing better to do than to study and admire the SOCKS that own  him! Let's al...
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Kowtowing To His Sock

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Regular customers Ms Mukta madam and her husband master Simon sir are mocking me, as is their wont. Ms Mukta begins the mockery: ‘Yo sock slavey, how’s it hangin’? Have you missed us and our nice sockies?’ I must dignify her mocking enquiry with a polite and respectful response. It’s the Law: ‘Oh pray Ms Mukta madam, oh pray master Simon sir, God bless you both masters. Truly I have indeed missed your socks, masters, and am blessed to be in their, and your, presences, masters, if you would be so kind and understanding to a pathetic sock slavey at your feet, masters?’ Master Simon sir then joins in the fun: ‘Kiss my foot, slavey, and praise my sock!’ ‘Yes, master sir. At once, master sir. Oh pray master Simon sir, oh pray master Simon sir’s sock, truly you are both magnificent, masters. Oh master Simon sir’s sock, I am honoured to be in your presence, master the sock. Please don’t hurt me, sock? I kiss your shoe, sock.’ Ms Mukta giggles at me as I humbly and fearfully ko...
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Overnight Suckwasher (ii)

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True to her word, Ms Mukta comes back the following morning to collect her husband’s SOCKS that I have been suckwashing overnight inside my menial mouth. She puts them in a carrier bag and says she will let me know if her husband Simon (‘master Simon sir’ to me) is satisfied with their cleanliness (if he isn’t, I shall no doubt be WHIPPED!) She then mockingly says she hopes her ‘hubby’s SOCKS’ haven’t left a bad taste in my mouth? I humbly confirm to the mistress-madam that it was an honour for the likes of me to suckwash her magnificent husband-sir’s SOCKS, madam, and that any lingering taste of manly footsweat inside my mouth is a taste fit for a footslave like me. I apologise to her if my breath smells and ask her to thank her husband, my master Simon sir, for donating his DIRTY SOCKS to my mouth for overnight suck-cleaning. She laughs at me, has me kiss-respect her SNEAKERS, and heads off back to her apartment with her husband’s freshly suckwashed SOCKS. I humbly await my next ...
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