Awe & Wonderment









































The lowly head-in-the-wall footslave – a male loser – can only stare in awe and wonderment at the backs of his regular customer-mistress’s socks as she embraces her husband – a male winner – high above him.

Do you think Ms Mukta realises the effect her socks are having on the slave? Or do you think she is much too consumed with lust and love for her partner to be bothered about the slave?

Personally, I think she only has eyes for her husband, and that she doesn’t give a damn about the slave beneath and behind her – and rightly so! Ha! Ha! The fool is left with his head hanging as she walks away from him, arm in arm with her husband, without even giving the slave a second thought – or the opportunity to nuzzle the backs of her socks!

Ha! Ha! Truly he isa loser! All he can do now is thinkabout his customer-mistress’s socks on her feet as she heads off for her hot cinema date with her husband. He can spend the next 3 hours or so thinking about Ms Mukta’s plain, grey socks creasing and folding inside her sneakers in tandem with her subliminal foot and ankle movements as she snogs her husband in the back row of the cinema.  After all, if he were able to follow her to sneakered heel, that’s all the slave would be permitted to look at in the cinema – her socks!

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