My pretty mistress sometimes refers to me as her 'pet crab', as I must crawl next to her on all fours at all times and study, or serve, her feet - although I think I look more 'feline' than 'crustacean' when I am wearing my lurid, green footfool mask!
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| Studying my mistress's socks whilst she is seated at the living room table messaging her boyfriend on her computer |
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| My lurid, green footfool mask (her choice) makes me look feline, although she prefers to call me her 'pet crab', since I must follow her everywhere on all fours - a bit like a crab! |
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| Be I a pet crab or a pet cat, I must diligently and faithfully study my mistress's socks... |
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| ...and especially her socked heels, taking advantage of the backless mules she is currently wearing |
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| This is an area of sock I don't often get to see on her foot, as it is normally hidden by shoe or boot |
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| I admire the shapeliness of my pretty mistress's heels and ankles... |
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| ...as well as the stretched patterns in the sock stitching! |
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| Just think - these feet and socks are my life. They own me. They are my masters! |
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| Meanwhile, the pretty wearer of the mules and socks is engrossed high above me in her instant messaging conversation with her beloved boyfriend |
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| She misses him greatly, and wishes he was here with her in the flesh, as her 'pet crab' is no substitute for proper, human company! |
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| All I can do is gently rub her socked feet, if she so requires it! |
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| But for now, she doesn't wish to be disturbed - not whilst her boyfriend is chatting to her online! |
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| My slave's-eye view of my mistress's socked ankles... |
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| ...and heel! |
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| Purrr... (I don't know what noises contented crabs make!) |
