Sad Reality Of Being A 24/7 Sockieboy Slave

The sad reality of being a sockieboy slave to my mistress Mukta is that I must attend to her socks, be they on or off her feet, 24/7, 365 days a year. My menial mind must always be on her socks, and how to serve them. I am not permitted to even think about my mistress above the socks, and her socks are the only part of her I am allowed to touch.

The only exceptions are when I am given specific permission to attend to or to focus on another person’s socks, and even then I must keep my own mistress’s socks in the back of my mind, since her socks own me!

Humbly massaging my mistress's socked feet as she relaxes on the sofa in the arms of her manly husband

The socks feel warm, sweaty and moist to the touch

Then again, they have been on her feet all day. I know that because I put them there!

You see, my sole sad duty is to attend to my mistress's SOCKS!

Her husband, master Simon sir, takes care of all her other needs...

...leaving her SOCKS to my humble jurisdiction!

It amuses my mistress Mukta to have her own, personal sockslave

She regards me with the contempt I so richly deserve!

I am owned by her SOCKS!

I am forbidden to ever look away from her socks...

...unless I am specifically ordered to attend to another's socks, such as the socks of her husband!

Either way, my menial mind must be full of SOCKS!

The SOCKS of my betters!

I admire the creases in my mistress's socks as I rub her socked toes

SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS!... All is SOCKS!

I overhear my master sir reassuring his wife: 'Remember darling, if sockieboy slave ever displeases you or your socks, I'll have him sorely WHIPPED!'

 

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