What I Am Thinking




























My mistress has bumped into one of her male acquaintances on the street. After they exchange pleasantries with one another, the magnificent and mighty master sir asks me a question:

‘Hey you down there, the dumbass footslave. Tell us what you’re thinkin’ right now!’

I must answer the master sir politely and respectfully, since he is a much better man than me, being a free man. Thus I must not look up at him, but remain with my head bowed and my eyes firmly focussed on the backs of my mistress’s boots and socks as I deliver my humble reply to his pertinent question:

‘Oh pray master sir, thanking you kindly for your kind question master sir, this slave was just thinking about how fortunate he is to be able to study the tops of his mistress’s bootsocks whilst you are conversing with her high above him, master sir, if you will forgive me, master? I’m pathetic, master.’

‘Hah! I hope you realise what a privilege it is for you to be able to stare at your mistress’s socks inside her boots while she is still wearin’ them on her pretty feet, slave?’

‘Oh yes, master sir! Indeed, master sir. My mistress’s socks are my whole world, master, if it pleases you master sir?’

‘Haha! Starin’ at a honey’s socks is all you’re good for, dumbass!’

‘Yes, master sir. Thank you, master sir.’

The couple then laugh out loud at me before resuming their conversation on higher things, and I get back to contemplating the weave of my mistress’s plain, grey bootsocks on her shapely upper ankles and lower calves.

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