Turkey Dinner
My mistress and master are enjoying their sumptuous turkey dinner whilst I kneel next to my mistress’s feet and hungrily study her sumptuous socks, as befits a household footslave
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Our household's happy Xmas meal... |
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...with me, the slave, enjoying feasting my eyes on my mistress's socks! |
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There shall be no turkey for me, of course! |
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I'm just a slave, and must satisfy myself with the sight of sock... |
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...the sock of my superior... |
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...a Christmas-themed sock! |
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My mistress's socks are my life - all year round! |
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I am not permitted to even think above her socks! |
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Nor my master's socks! |
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These are the socks of my betters... my mistress... |
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...and master! |
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Truly I belong down with their socks! |