People often sit on top of me in the stocks, wrapping their
legs around my face and meaning that I get a fantastic, if humbling, view of
their socks whilst they verbally mock me from above. It is a truly humiliating experience
for me – as it is intended to be!
Here a young woman is sitting on top of me late at night and asking me if
I ‘like’ the feel of her socked ankles digging into my temples? I humbly
respond that I do like it, but not that much madam, thereby showing respect for
her choice of sockwear whilst at the same time acknowledging the humiliation I
feel at having her socks so close to my confined and impotent face – which is,
no doubt, what she wants to hear!
Above all, a helpless prisoner-slave in the stocks must
always tell his tormentors what they want to hear, as he is completely in their
power and at their mercy!
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| 'Haha, how are you liking it, slave? Having my socked ankles digging into your trapped temples?' |
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| 'Don't you feel shame?' |
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| 'Don't you feel humiliated?' |
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| I do indeed feel both those things, and must confirm as much to the mistress using the respectful language of slavespeak |
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| 'Oh pray, pretty mistress, if it pleases you pretty mistress madam... |
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| ...this slave does indeed like the feel of your wonderful socks digging into his confined temples, madam... |
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| ...but not that much, madam, begging your female pardon madam... |
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| ...on account of the deep humiliation and shame he feels, miss.... |
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| ...at being thus confined between your socked ankles, miss... |
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| ...if you would be so kind and understanding to an helpless prisoner-slave at your mercy, madam?... |
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| ...God bless you and your socks, miss... |
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| ...You are better than me, miss.' |
This is what she wants to hear - abject servility on my humble part, thereby augmenting her own feelings of POWER and MASTERY over a lesser human being in the STOCKS!
Praise be unto her!
