In His Lowly Element
Today the public sockieboy-slave is in his lowly element – kissing the sneakered feet of a grey-tracksuit-wearing gynarchy customer mistress, whilst admiring her white socks.
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| Kiss-respecting my pretty, tracksuited customer's grey sneakers |
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| ...whilst admiring her white sock |
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| You have to be very close to the sock - like me... |
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| ...to be able to discern the individual stitches in the sock! |
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| The young woman's sneakers are casually dirty |
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| She switches feet in front of my face |
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| I now get a chance to admire her other sock... |
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| ...as she glowers down at me condescendingly |
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| How she must love exercising such female power and authority over me! |
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| 'Look only at my sock, slave!' |
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| Her high-pitched female voice is clear and authoritative |
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| I redouble my efforts to study her sock... |
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| ...as I have been commanded to do |
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| Truly I am in my lowly element as a public sockieboy-slave! |













