After the party, Ms Mukta and three of her closest friends
settle down on the sofa to watch their joint favourite TV programme, with the
slave still kneeling dutifully next to his mistress’s feet and studying her
socks. Note how, despite being surrounded by an array of beautiful female
socks, he remains diligently focussed on his mistress’s socks, as befits
a loyal and obedient personal footslave.
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| The kneeling slave is faced with an array of beautiful socks... |
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| ...but he remains dutifully focussed on his own mistress's socks... |
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| ...the socks of his owner... |
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| ...the socks that own him! |
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| His mistress's socks are his life! |
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| He knows each and every stitch in his mistress's socks |
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| Observe how his humble head is perilously close to the socks of one of his mistress's friends |
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| And very nice, short, purple, flowery-patterned socks they are too! |
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| Likewise, ahead of his are the purple bootsock-tops of another friend... |
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| ...and the blue bootsocks of yet another of Ms Mukta's female friends |
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| But the obedient and well-trained sockieboy slave is not distracted |
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| He only has eyes for the black socks of his mistress! |
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| That's because the slave fears his mistress... |
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| ...who is very strict! |
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| The slave knows he has a humiliating choice - study his mistress's socks, or feel the wrath of her WHIP! |
