Sockieboy's Cheerleader

It’s almost as if she is a cheerleader for the sockieboy slave, as she makes him look at her socks whilst he is kiss-respecting her sneakers!

'Haha, what have we here?'

'A helpless sockieboy slave? Would you like to see my socks all close up and personal, sockieboy?'

'Then kiss my foot, slave!'

'And the other one!'

'That's right, sockieboy!'

'And don't forget to look at my nice, white sockies!'

I obey the teasing customer-mistress...

...and stare directly at her socks...

...whilst I am kissing her sneakers!

These are, after all, the socks of a goddess...

...and I have been ordered to look at them!

I must be pleasing to this young woman and her socks...

...or she can have me WHIPPED!

She leaves gigglingly

But no sooner has the pretty cheerleader mistress gone, than my equally pretty, regular customer-mistress Ms Mukta madam walks up to my face 

She orders me to explain myself. Why was I lusting after that other girl's socks? Aren't her own socks good enough for me? I desperately try to reassure Ms Mukta madam that there are no socks better than her socks!

She promptly orders me to kiss her foot...

...in between licking on her refreshing ice cream

She stops licking occasionally to glance down at me and ensure my sockieboy devotion to her socks

I keep my l,owly eyes glued to her socks...

...as I must slavishly appease them!

Ms Mukta's socks are shorter than the cheerleaders's, and are thus more difficult to eyeball!

But I do my sock-level best to focus on the white stitching in Ms. Mukta's glorious sneaker socks...

...as she deftly switches her sneakered feet in front of my face...

...like a pro!

Oh the trials and tribulations of being a public sockieboy slave!

Always having to please the socks in front of you!

I fervently hope I have appeased Ms Mukta and her socks...

...though only time will tell whether she still accuses me of sock disloyalty...

...and has her husband come round and BEAT me!

My fate is in the hands of these socks!

Mercy, socks!... Oh pray have mercy on me, socks!

Oh socks, truly I am in your power and at your mercy! Oh pity pray, socks! M...mercy, Ms Mukta's socks!

 

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