Sockieboy Slave's Duties At The Cinema

Whenever I accompany my mistress and master to the cinema, I am only allowed to focus on my mistress’s socks. I MUST not eavesdrop on the film, but must focus all my slavish senses on her SOCKS. Any deviation from my sockieboy duties will inevitably earn me a WHIPPING!

Focussing intently on my mistress's socks at the cinema - as the Law requires me to do!

I have my (whipped) back towards the cinema screen so that my eyes can concentrate on my mistress's SOCKS!

Not only do I not look at the cinema screen, I also close off my ears to the film soundtrack...

...as my only legitimate function is to focus on SOCK!

SOCK!...SOCK!...SOCK!...SOCK!...SOCK!...

All is SOCK!

The SOCK of my mistress!

Her SOCK!

The stitching!... The creases!

Every individual stitch of her SOCK owns me!

Of course, the Law demands that I simultaneously 'have regard and respect for' her husband's socks...

...since he is a real man, and is my master, by virtue of being my mistress's partner

But my primary focus must always be on my mistress's socks!

Such a lovely SOCK!

Plain; grey; short...

...a true goddess sock!

Her SOCK!

Must focus only on her SOCK!

NOT the skin above the SOCK!

I am not worthy to even think of my mistress above the SOCK, let alone look at her above the SOCK!

Of course, her other socked ankle - the one resting on the cinema floor, must NOT be neglected either!

Occasionally I am duty bound to glance over at it, and admire it!

Her socks come as a pair, and I am slave to BOTH her socks!

I ponder my sock-lowliness...

...as I internally praise and bless my mistress's SOCKS!

 

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