A Good Sockslave

A good sockslave makes sure he is never far from his mistress’s socked feet. He will kneel next to his mistress’s socked feet, whilst she is seated on the sofa, and will humbly, silently and discreetly study her socks, including the stitching and any creases in her socks.

He will not listen into his mistress’s conversation high above him, nor will he look at, or even think about, his pretty mistress above the socks. His menial mind will be filled only with thoughts about his mistress’s socks:

  • Their texture
  • Their colour(s)
  • The patterns in the stitching
  • The creases and folds in the socks
  • Any bobbling on the socks
  • The aroma of her socks
  • The power her socks have over him
  • The superiority of her socks over him

In short, a good sockslave will be obsessed with his mistress’s socks, and will live only for them. His whole lowly life must revolve around her socks, for, without them, he is nothing!

The good and obedient sockslave is never far from his mistress's socks

He gives her socks his undivided attention...

...studying any creases in the socks...

...with a sense of wonderment, awe and humility

Here we see him studying intently a particular crease in his pretty mistress's socked ankle

He is pathetically pondering the origin and future destiny of this temporary sock crease

Meanwhile, his mistress's tube sock towers over his humble, sock-studying head

Yet he studies only the lower areas of her sock. He knows he is not worthy to look p at her stripy socktops!

He must earn the right to study the very tops of his mistress's socks...

...and that could take years!

In the meantime, he knows he is just privileged to even breathe in the same air as his mistress's socks!

How she despises him, and ignores him. He's just a 'thing' which she owns and which cares for her socks!


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