Creases For Creases

My master Simon sir is caning me on the creases at the backs of my thighs for ‘allowing’ his wife’s socks to become wonky and creased on her legs. It is only fitting that I should receive such a punishment – creases for creases!

It is also fitting that I should be required to kneel with my head in between my mistress’s soft legs and obliged to look at the creased socks I am deemed responsible for. It only adds to my shame and regret for failing to please my mistress’s socks.

‘Don’t spare him, Simon darling! My socks are angry at his neglect of them! Perhaps the STING from your CANE will remind him of his sock-slavey responsibilities?’

‘Haha, you hear that, sockieboy? Brace yourself for some PAIN on the backs of your legs!’

‘Yes, master sir. Yes, mistress madam. I deserve it, masters. Oh pray Ms Mukta’s socks, madams. Pray forgive me, socks!’

A fitting punishment...

...for allowing my mistress's SOCKS to become creased on her legs!

My humbling view of my mistress's creased and wonky SOCKS!

I feel so ashamed!

How could I have let this happen?

I am, after all, my mistress's SOCK-SLAVEY...

...responsible for the upkeep and well-being of her SOCKS...

...both on and off her legs!

I therefore deserve to be caned...

...for allowing those SOCKS to become creased!

Ms Mukta, quite rightly, brates and scolds me for my sockieboy-negligence!

Whilst her husband's SOCKS prepare to CANE me!

M...Mercy, m...master Simon's SOCKS!

Oh SOCKS, pray have mercy on me!

My furrowed and creased brow reflects my SHAME at my pretty mistress's unsightly SOCK CREASES!

 

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