A bus sockieboy-slave is employed by the bus company to study and admire his customers' socks as they sit above him. That's all he does. His menial mask prevents him from touching their socks in any way. Literally all he can do is look at them; ponder them; mentally worship them; and think about the inalienable fact that their socks are better than him, being the socks of a superior customer.
Here we see him dutifully studying the backs of a pretty customer-mistress's feminine, white cotton anklesocks.
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| Diligently studying the backs of his bus-customer's socks |
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| The slave is particularly enamoured by the scalloped tops of the socks |
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| He tries to envisage what it would be like to nose those scalloped socktops i.e. to place his nose in one of the grooves! |
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| But he must also (by law) study the V-shaped pattern in the stitching of the socks - in this case in 3 distinct areas: firstly, in the aforementioned scalloped top of the sock; secondly, in the thick ridge dividing the top of the sock from the main body of the sock; and thirdly, in the main body of the sock itself |
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| Every individual visible stitch must be humbly and respectfully studied and admired by him - as behoves a bus sockieboy-slave when confronted by a pair of socks on a superior customer's feet |
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| He must think about how he is less than her socks, and not worthy to even breathe in the same air as her socks! |
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| These are, after all, the scalloped socks of a beautiful young woman... |
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| ...not that he is permitted to think about her above the sock! |
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| She is way out of his league... |
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| ...and, although she is vaguely aware of his lowly existence beneath her, he is far from being uppermost in her superior, female thoughts |
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| She's thinking about what she will be having for tea tonight! |
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| The slave, meanwhile, remains wholly fixated on his pretty customer's socks |
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| He has, respectfully, started to count the visible stitches in the back of her right sock... |
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| ...starting with the stitches in the scalloped top... |
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| ...and taking great care NOT to focus on her soft, bare ankleskin above the sock. The softness of her socks is all he is permitted to contemplate! |
