Grateful For Correction

My mistress Mukta enjoys a relaxing coffee with her manly husband, master Simon sir, in their local café whilst I nurse my wounds from my latest punishment beating from the master-sir for insulting his wife by taking my eyes momentarily off her socks earlier this morning.

I am feeling battered and bruised, but mostly ashamed. Ashamed of my insolence and disrespectful attitude towards my mistress. I am her personal sock slavey, after all. So master Simon sir was quite right to punish me.

All I can do now to make up for my sins, is to study the backs of my mistress’s socks intently and make sure I don’t take my eyes off them again! God bless you master Simon sir, and thank you for correcting me, master!

Nursing my wounds, and my slavish bruised ego, As my master and mistress enjoy a coffee together

I must remain intently focussed on the backs of my mistress's SOCKS, as befits a good sock slavey

And let's face it, what's not to like about my mistress Mukta's SOCKS?

The stitching in them is SUPERLATIVE!

I fully deserved the beating I received from the master-sir for neglecting his wife's SOCKS!

I make sure to study BOTH her SOCKS on her feet, since they are BOTH my owners!

The black eye I received, courtesy of master Simon sir

It was fully deserved as I had earlier neglected to focus on his wife's SOCKS, albeit only for a few seconds

I am so ashamed of my actions!

Meanwhile master Simon sir is laughing and joking with his lovely wife high above me

He knows he has her loving approval for disciplining me!

I MUST not be distracted again from focussing on my mistress Mukta's SOCKS - not even by her husband's SOCKS!

 

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