Additional Humiliation
In my humble experience, additional humiliation often comes from being trapped between a master or mistress’s socks, as opposed to just their shoes! Being so close to the individual stitches in their socks somehow adds to one’s sense of humiliation and degradation!
I certainly must look a fool?
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| Ignoniniously trapped in between my mistress's socked ankles on the bus |
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| My whole lowly life is dominated by her SOCKS! |
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| Whichever way I turn my humble head, all I can see is SOCK! |
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| It's a real strain for me to even see the decorative black HOOPS at the tops of her SOCKS! |
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| I can feel her SOCKS squeezing against my temples! |
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| I can hear her SOCKS rustling against my cheeks! |
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| All is SOCKS and SOCKS are all - my MISTRESS'S SOCKS! |
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| Her SOCKS!... Her SOCKS!... All I can think about is her SOCKS! |
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| Whichever way you look at me, I am the SLAVE of her SOCKS! |
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| My humbling view down the STITCHING of her RIGHT SOCK! |
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| Oh what it is to be imprisoned by your MISTRESS'S SOCKS! |
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| You are less than her SOCKS! |
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| Meanwhile, the pretty wearer of the SOCKS is oblivious to my SOCK TORMENTS beneath her! |
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| To her, I'm just a thing that lives in between her SOCKS! |













