Tattooed Sockslave

My mistress Mukta has had the words 'Ms Mukta's Sockslave' tattooed onto my forehead, so that everyone will know that I am legally obliged to think about her socks, even when I am in the presence of other people's socks. My whole life of servitude must be directed at my mistress's socks, and I must keep myself unto her - and her socks. Even when I cannot see her socks, I must be thinking about them, and ways that I can better serve them - both on and off her feet. It's the Law!

I must kneel behind my mistress's feet whilst she is seated at the kitchen table...

...with the demeaning words 'Ms Mukta's Sockslave' tattooed in bright red letters on my feckless forehead

The socks to which I am beholden

Just an ordinary, unremarkable pair of plain grey sneaker-socks...

...but they must remain forever on my menial mind!

For these are the socks of my owner - of my female master!

I must serve her socks all my days

I must not be distracted by the socks of her interlocutor at the kitchen table - Ms Melanie madam

Sure, all socks are my masters, and must be viewed and treated with slavish respect on my humble, sockslave part

But it is the socks of my mistress to which I belong...

...as evidenced by the words emblazoned on my forehead!

My mistress's socks own me!

I am nothing without her socks!

My whole slave-identity must revolve around her socks!

My existence is meaningless without her socks!

Meanwhile, the two wearers of the socks are chatting happily to one another high above me

I do not eavesdrop on their conversation. My only legitimate business is with my mistress's SOCKS!

Not the socks of Ms Melanie...

...pretty though they are!

I must maintain a distant, slavish respect for ms Melanie's socks...

...and focus on my mistress Mukta's grey SOCKS!

I furtively glance up at the socks

Her SOCKS! Her SOCKS! My mistress Mukta's grey SOCKS! The creases! The stitching! Her SOCKS!


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