My face might not look like it, but I am always happy to see
regular customer Ms Mukta madam approaching me. She really knows how to treat a
slave, and her socks are always fantastic!
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I am always happy to see and to serve regular customer Ms Mukta madam - even though my face might not show it! |
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'Haha, how are we today, sockieboy? Are you excited to see what nice sockies I'm wearing inside my boots today?' |
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'Kiss my foot!... |
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...I'm afraid I'm just wearing my plain brown socks today! Can you see?' |
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'Oh pray, Ms Mukta madam, if it pleases you Ms Mukta madam, this sockieboy slave is always overjoyed to see your plain brown socks, miss. I'm pathetic like that, miss!' |
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The plain brown socks I admire so much |
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Ms Mukta's boots, as always, are filthy. She certainly isn't too fastidious in the outer footwear department! |
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Which makes me wonder about the cleanliness, or otherwise, of her plain brown socks inside her boots! |
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'Haha, Simon says if you're a good little sockieboy, he might come round later and show you his socks! Would you like that, sockieboy?' |
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'Simon' ('master Simon sir' to me) is Ms Mukta's manly husband. It is always a privilege and an honour to kiss his shoes and observe his socks |
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'Oh pray Ms Mukta madam, begging your pardon Ms Mukta madam, This slave would be overjoyed to kiss master Somin sir's feet and observe his socks, if he would be so kind and indulgent, ma'am?' |
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'Haha, very well slave! I'll go and see if he'll grace you with his presence!' |
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Ms Mukta heads back towards her nearby apartment in triumph! |
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Not only has she humiliated me with her socks; she is now about to, hopefully, persuade her husband to humble me with his socks in my face! |
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I watch her boots walk away from me |
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Oh to be able to follow Ms Mukta's boots and socks to heel... |
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...and then serve her husband's socks on his feet in the privacy of their apartment! Ms Mukta's, and master Simon's, socks are my life! |