Residual Shoedirt

Ms Mukta sits on top of me on the wonky stocks compelling me to look down at her residual shoedirt-stains from where she had just been standing on the wooden footblock beneath my face.

Oh how humbling! Oh how humiliating!

As if my position wasn't uncomfortable enough...

...my mistress Mukta's SOCKED LEG bears down on my humble, confined head...

...thereby requiring me to examine her residual shoedirt stains from where she had previously been standing!

Paradoxically, I can feel the SOFTNESS of her WHITE SOCK pushing my neck downwards

I would much rather be looking up at that SOCK!

And Ms Mukta knows it, which is why my silly-sockieboy situation is causing her great mirth!

Oh how POWERLESS I feel!

Unable to determine which parts of my mistress's SOCKS I can look at!

My only option is to painfully strain my neck sideways in order to look at her other SOCKED ANKLE...

...which is DANGLING next to my CONFINED FACE!

Still, some SOCK is better than no SOCK!

My lowly eyes are even level with some CREASES in my mistress Mukta's SOCKS!

I am a late-night SOCK CREASE STUDIER...

...worth less even than the CREASES in my MISTRESS'S SOCKS!


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