Lowly Life Of Sock Servitude

All his adult life the public socks slavey has served socks – the socks of his betters. His life is meaningless without servitude to their socks.

The public socks slavey serving an elderly customer-master

See how admiring the socks slavey is of his better's socks!

He admires the texture, the stitching and the curvature of the socks

His customers' socks are his life...

...and no two socks are the same!

Not even matching socks!

The pathetic slave studies the way the master-sir's sock hugs his anklebone

This is the sock of a god!

'Focus on the stitching in my socks, socks slavey! count the visible stitches in each line!'

'Yes, master sir!'

'Your socks are my life, sir. Sir, I am the slave of your socks, master sir!'

 

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