Sock Straightening Duties
I am diligently tongue-cleaning regular customer Ms Mukta’s sneakers when she leans down, points to her right sock and orders me to straighten it with my fingers. She warns me not to touch her skin. Needless to say, I regard it as a great honour to touch her sock, and I gingerly, and respectfully, comply with her wishes. Dutifully lickshining regular customer-mistress Ms Mukta's filthy sneakers 'Straighten my right sock, slave! Smooth out all the creases. And make sure you don't touch my skin!' 'Yes, Ms Mukta madam. At once, Ms Mukta madam. I will be honoured to straighten your sock for you, miss.' I gingerly touch her right sock on her shapely ankle, in order to smooth out the unsightly and unwanted creases Meanwhile, Ms Mukta watches me like a hawk. She could, of course, simply lean down and pull up her own sock... ...but why should she go to all that bother when she has a slave down there who can do it for her? I must make sure not to touch her skin Slaves
