Lowly Life Lived Amongst Socks

Truly my lowly life is lived amongst socks – the socks of my betters! I am a nothing and a nobody without their socks. Hence my official, humiliating title of ‘Sockieboy Slave’.

Me being humiliated amidst my betters' socks

The bright young woman's tube socks tower over my humble head

My humbling view of one of her socked ankles...

...and the shoes and socks of her boyfriend in the distance

The socks of a free man!

Meanwhile, I'm just a weed down amongst the other weeds...

...a weed staring at socks!

A nothing and a nobody - without my visitors' socks!

I cautiously turn my humble sock-entrapped head to one side to get a better view of the side of the young woman's tube sock

What a humbling sight to behold!

I can make out the individual creases in her sock...

...and the lines of stitching!

I've, literally, got SOCK on my menial mind!

I ponder my lowliness vis a vis the female socks

I can feel her sock squashing against my right ear!

Oh how humbling! Oh how humiliating!

Author's Comments: That's right, sockieboy slave...

...Think only of your betters' socks! You're their slave! Their socks are your masters! Live your lowly life amongst their socks!


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