Ordered To Massage Socked Feet

‘Whipped slave, massage my pretty girlfriend’s socked feet!’

‘Yes, master sir. At once, master sir. Please don’t whip me, master. I will be a good sock-massager to your girlfriend, sir.’

My master sir orders me to massage his new girlfriend's socked feet, fresh out of her sneakers

He threatens me with more WHIP if I fail to please her!

Meanwhile, his pretty girlfriend revels in her newfound power over me...

...as I must kneel and touch her sweaty-socked feet!

The SOCK feels so SOFT!

But the SOCK-WEARER is not SOFT! She has a wicked glint in her eyes...

...a glint that comes from knowing that it is really SHE who has control over the WHIP right now...

...since SHE will determine whether her angry boyfriend, my magnificent master-sir, deploys the WHIP to my kneeling back!

WHIPS, SOCKS, FEET...

...such is the life of a lowly household FOOTSLAVE!

I have been required to massage my master's bare and socked feet on many an ignominious occasion!

His feet are ROUGH and CALLOUSED

But the mistress's feet are SOFT and SOCKED!

This is what it feels like to have to kneel in front of another man's girlfriend...

...and massage her SWEATY-SOCKED FEET...

...so close to your face that you can make out the INDIVIDUAL STITCHES in her SOCK!


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