On The Bus - With Their Socks

This time you see me following my master and mistress's socks whilst they are seated on the bus. Yet again, I am required by Law to lie on the floor of the bus with my humble head trapped in between my mistress's shoes and socks - since she is my primary master. But I must continue to also 'have regard for' the socks of my master-sir seated beside her and, indeed, for the socks of other bus passengers - of strangers - seated nearby. They are all the socks of my betters!

Socks to the left of me; socks to the right of me; all is socks!

As a pathetic sockieboy-slave, I really am privileged to accompany my master's and mistress's socks everywhere they go!

Of course, I must lie with my humble head trapped between my primary master's socks i.e. my mistress's

...since she is my principal owner!

But that's good - for there is much to be admired in her short, grey socks inside her brown leather sandals!

Such as the rows of fine stitching in the grey socks!

Meanwhile, I am slavishly mindful of both my master-sir's neighbouring socks, and the socks of a stranger seated on the other side of the bus. Truly I am surrounded by SOCKS!

My masters and betters are, as usual, oblivious to my feelings of sockieboy oppression!

They can surely never understand what it is like to be a down-in-the-dirt sockieboy slave, surrounded by socks?

My masters and betters (the wearers of the socks) are above such things!

Socks are the sole domain of a sockieboy-slave like me...

...a pathetic, sock-obsessed, sock fool!

No wonder people only ever think of me in connection with my betters' socks!


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