My Humble Focal Point

Whatever else is going on in the street, my humble focal point - as my mistress's personal footslave - must always be on her shoes and socks. And particularly her socks, since the Law forbids me from even thinking about my mistress above the socks!

From my lowly perspective, my focus is very much on my mistress's feet, sneakers and socks

And particularly on her socks i.e. her socked ankles (whenever she is wearing socks!)

You see, I'm just a sockieboy slave...

...not fit to even think of my pretty mistress above the socks!

The Law helps me in this regard, by completely forbidding me from looking at, or thinking about, my pretty mistress above her socks

Her socks are the be-all and end-all of my humble existence!

Every individual stitch in her socks must be studied, and accounted for, in my menial mind!

Her socks are my betters; my masters; my owners. I am the slave of her socks!

Not her legs, mind you - her socks!

Other men, free men, can admire my pretty mistress above the socks as she awaits the arrival of her boyfriend

But all my focus, my thoughts, my concentration must be on her SOCKS!

 

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