In The Socksniffing Booth

In the comfort and privacy of a socksniffing booth a lady can kick off her shoes, relax, and have her socked feet sniffed by a ‘socks fool’ slave.

Here we see one such bright and intelligent, young woman of the Gynarchy having her socks sniffed. Note how she has even brought a pile of her dirty socks with which to adorn the socks-fool’s face, and she will no doubt have him sniff each and every pair of those dirty socks on her feet before she eventually leaves him to wallow in her residual sock stink. Note too how she positions her toes directly beneath his confined nose so that he gets the full, unexpurgated aroma of her sweaty sock-stink up his nostrils. She even wriggles her toes to release more of the stink, meaning he must observe the reinforced toe-area of her dirty, white sock deliberately creasing and folding in front of his very eyes. How utterly humiliating for him!

Incidentally, you may also be interested to know that, by Law, a public socks-fool must:

·       Sniff his customers’ socks audibly, so that they can hear as well as see his humiliation at their socks
·       Have a suitably downcast and pained grimace on his face, by way of an indication to the owner and wearer of the socks at his distaste at having to sniff them
·       At the same time, remain humble and compliant, and, if asked, thank the customer mistress (or master) for the privilege of sniffing their very unique and personal sock odour, even though he doesn’t like it that much
·       Converse only about his customers’ socks. If they ask him about anything else, he must politely explain to them that he is stupid, and therefore unable to converse with the superior customer-master or mistress on anything other than the subject of their socks
·       Contemplate and ruminate upon the socks he has just been sniffing after the customer mistress or master puts their shoes back on and exits the booth (a booth he himself can never exit, of course, since he is a public sockslave for life). All the time he must be thinking about his customers’ smelly socks. He is not allowed to think of anything else. In other words, he must have ‘sock on the brain’, as well as up his nose. Truly he lives a lowly life dominated by other people’s socks!


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