Ms Verity's personal footslave is fit only to study his mistress's socks on her ankles as she relaxes in the park with a good book. She is simultaneously listening to music on her headphones, as she has no interest in anything the footslave has to say. Indeed, she only ever speaks to her footslave to bark down orders at him:
'Put my socks on me, slave!'
'Straighten my socks!'
'Take off my socks from my feet!'
'Mouth wash my dirty socks!'
'Lickshine my sneakers!'
'Massage my feet!'
As you can see, Ms Verity's socks loom large in her footslave's lowly life - hence his pathetic, slavish obsession with them! Haha, what a loser he is!
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| Ms Verity's personal footslave kneels humbly and silently on the ground next to her feet in the park |
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| He is studying his mistress's socks, as befits a footslave |
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| Her socks loom large in his lowly life... |
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| ...since he is responsible for their upkeep, along with the wellbeing of her feet and shoes |
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| He studies intently the patterns in the stitching of her white socks |
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| He does not look at his mistress's bare leg skin above her sock |
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| For he knows he is not worthy to do so |
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| He must focus his menial slave mind on the sock, the whole sock and nothing but the sock! |
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| And his eyes must not stray above the elasticated top of the sock! |
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| Of course, he can't help but observe her shoe soles and their accompanying dirt... |
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| ...stuck in the treads |
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| The dirt she has been walking in! |
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| But it is the socks that are the primary focus of his pathetic attention |
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| That's because he knows if he is to be pleasing to his pretty mistress, he must be pleasing to her socks! |
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| And for a footslave, it is best always to please your mistress... |
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| ...if you wish to avoid the STING of her WHIP! |
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| Meanwhile, Ms Verity is oblivious to her slave's sockslavishness beneath her |
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| She ignores him |
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| He's just a thing that kneels at her feet and studies her socks |
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| Even passers-by aren't fazed by the everyday sight of a young woman's personal footslave kneeling beside her feet... |
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| ...and studying her socks! |
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| The slave is just a sockslave-loser. A nothing and a nobody. Worth less than a girl's socks. |
