Put Yourself In My Place

Put yourself in my place. This is the view you will be confronted with when regular customer-mistress, Ms Mukta madam, imposes her familiar sneakered foot on your lowly lips.

Get used to it, slave!

Put yourself in my lowly place right now

You are confronted by a familiar pair of dirty, female sneakers

The sneaker dirt of your regular customer, Ms Mukta madam!

But it is her SOCK that dominates your lowly landscape!

Perhaps because it is in intimate contact with her SKIN?

Just a plain, grey, ordinary SOCK

Yet one that LOOMS LARGE in your SOCK SLAVEY consciousness!

For it is not just any old SOCK. It is the SOCK of your CUSTOMER-MISTRESS

The SOCK of your BETTER!

The SOCK OWNS YOU!

You are SUBORDINATE to the SOCK!

You must RESPECT and OBEY the SOCK

And be pleasing to its WEARER!

For you are in her SOCKS' POWER and at her MERCY!

Her SOCKS! You're just a SOCK SLAVEY! 

You bow your head in SHAME and SADNESS when the SOCKS turn to walk away from you!

They DESPISE you!

Along with their OWNER!

These SOCKS are better than you. They have more FREEDOM than you!

The FREEDOM to GO PLACES

To accompany their MISTRESS wherever she goes!

LUCKY SOCKS!

Every STITCH in her SOCKS is a higher lifeform than you!

Study those STITCHES, SLAVE!

Aspire to be a SOCK!

Specifically, one of MS MUKTA'S SOCKS!

For, like her SOCK, you BELONG to her, SOCKIEBOY SLAVEY!