Becoming My Master's Wife's Sockslave

Master Simon sir summons me to the master bedroom he shares with his wife:

‘Slave, I have decided to enslave you as my wife’s full-time sockslave. From now on you shall be known as her ‘sockieboy’, responsible for the upkeep and wellbeing of her socks both on and off her feet. You will wash them, iron them, put them on and take them off her feet, massage her socked feet and follow her to socked heel wherever she goes. You will permanently look at her socks and think of nothing else but her socks. Her socks are now your masters, and you must obey them. You shall only ever address my wife via her socks. Is that all clear, sockieboy?’

‘Yes, master sir. Thanking you kindly, master Simon sir. Sir, I have one question if I may, master Simon sir please don’t beat me for my impudence, sir? Am I to be your sockslave too, sir,  pray forgive my ignorance sir I’m just a stupid slave sir?’

‘The Law states you must ‘have regard for’ my socks as I am the husband of your sockmistress, stupid slave! But my wife’s socks must always be your priority. They are your masters and they own you, whereas my socks, and everyone else’s socks, are merely your superiors, that must be respected and admired. Remember, everyone is better than you, and so are their socks. You must never look at, or even think of, anyone above their socks! But you are specifically subject to the power and authority of my wife’s, your mistress’s, socks. Her socks are to be the be-all and end-all of your pathetic existence, and you exist only to serve them. Now kiss my feet and thank me for your new humiliating life as my wife’s sockservant, slave. And mentally admire and respect my socks while you are doing so!’

‘Yes, master Simon sir. I kiss your feet and admire your socks, sir. Thank you for enslaving me to your wife’s socks sir. I will be a good sockslave to her socks, sir!’

‘Slave, I have decided to enslave you as my wife’s full-time sockslave.'

Master Simon sir lays down the Law to me as I kiss his feet in the master bedroom

He makes it clear that, whilst I must 'have regard for' his socks, I am to be enslaved to his wife's socks!

I do admire master Simon sir's socks as I listen to his demands and instructions

These are, after all, the socks of a real man - and of the man who is my mistress's chosen sexual partner!

It is only right and proper that I should respect and admire this man's socks...

...and, indeed, the socks of all my betters!

But, as master Simon sir has so helpfully explained, I am to be owned by his wife's socks

She is my full-time, permanent sockmistress...

...and I must be the full-time, obedient servant of her socks!

I am her 'sockieboy slave'...

...dedicated to the service of her socks and her socked feet.

Socks, socks, socks, socks, socks! SOCKS are now my lowly way of life! I must think only of my betters' socks!

Each and every individual stitch in my master's socks is better than me - to say nothing of the stitches in my mistress's socks, which now own me!


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