Devoted Sock Servant

I know my place, and it is kneeling behind my mistress Mukta’s socks, focussing on them whilst she converses with her friend on the street, until such time as I am ordered to kiss her friend’s feet, when I must switch my socklslavish attention to her friend’s socks!

Kneeling dutifully behind my mistress Mukta's socks as befits a devoted sock servant

I dare not even look up admiringly at her sock creases without her explicit permission!

My humble role is to study the lower areas of her socks

NOT the uppers!

Of course, I am mindful of her friend and interlocutor's shoes and socks in the distance

Not least because they are the shoes and socks of a lively and vivacious young woman

And, in all likelihood, I shall soon be ordered by my mistress to kiss her friend's feet!

My mistress likes humiliating me in that way in front of her friends!

Truly I am the slave of everyone's SHOES and SOCKS!

'Slave, kiss miss Melanie's feet this instant!'

'Yes, Ms Mukta madam. At once, Ms Mukta madam.'

The wearer of the outstretched sneaker giggles above me as I make contact with its toe area via my lowly lips!

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