'Eyes down, slave! Look only at your mistress’s socks!’
‘Yes, master Simon sir. I obey you, master Simon sir.’
Master Simon sir’s booming, masterful voice reminds me of my
humble place at his wife’s feet as he lovingly embraces her high above me.
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'Eyes down, slave!... |
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...Look only at your mistress’s socks!’ |
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‘Yes, master Simon sir. I obey you, master Simon sir.’ |
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The master sir's booming, manly voice reminds me of my duties... |
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...to study his wife's SOCKS! |
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Even though the little, decorative love hearts on those socks are most definitely NOT directed at me! |
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I'm just their slave! |
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Of course, the Law states I must 'have regard for' my master Simon's socks as well... |
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...since they are the socks of the man who is my mistress's sexual partner |
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His socks are therefore my joint owners, along with his wife's socks |
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But it is the female socks I must focus on right now... |
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...as I have been so manfully ordered to do! |