Her Sock Puller-Upper

 A Gynarchy mistress never needs to pull her own socks up. She has a slave to do it for her!

‘Pull my sock up, slave. Pull it up straight. Smooth out the creases!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.'

‘Pull my sock up, slave. Pull it up straight. Smooth out the creases!’

‘Yes, mistress madam. At once, mistress madam.'

I gingerly pull up my pretty, but demanding, mistress's RIGHT SOCK!

She glares at me with wholly justifiable contempt, since I am nothing more than her personal SOCK PULLER-UPPER!

'Now f**k off, slave!'

As I obediently turn around and crawl out of the living room, mistress inspects her SOCK

She seems happy with it now

And delighted that, once again, I have been compelled to do her bidding

Her SOCKED FEET are now resting side by side on the living room floor

I hear her triumphant giggles as I slavishly crawl out of the room...

...having been so peremptorily dismissed from her superior presence!

I do hope I won't be punished later for any lingering CREASES in her supposedly pulled-up and straightened SOCK?

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