Sock Sniffing Sock Slavey

In my lowly capacity as my mistress’s personal sock slavey, I am often required to sniff my mistress’s SOCKS on her feet whilst she relaxes at home. My sniffs to her SOCKS must be simultaneously audible, unobtrusive, respectful and full of slavish awe for the magnificence of my mistress and her SOCKS!

At such times, I like to nose the very top of my mistress’s SOCKS whilst sniffing them, and I think my magnificent mistress quite enjoys the feel of my obedient nose tracing the stitching in the elasticated top of her SOCK – never touching her bare skin, of course!

Sniffing and nosing my pretty mistress's SOCKTOP

Just one of the many routine tasks I am required to perform in my capacity as a lowly SOCK SLAVEY

I endeavour to reach the ELASTICATED TOP of my mistress's SOCK with the tip of my nose

My humbling view of the SOCKTOP

It's important that I should feel the INDIVIDUAL LINES OF STITCHING on my nose

For what else is my nose good for, other than to SNIFF SOCK and TRACE SOCK STITCHING?

I admire the curvature of the SOCK...

...and the way it hugs my mistress's shapely ANKLE and HEEL!

From time to time, my mistress pushes down on top of my humble, kneeling head with her other SOCK!

It's her clever way of making sure my nose remains focused on her SOCK!

My mistress Mukta is a very astute SOCKMISTRESS in that regard!

She knows I must live my lowly life beneath her SOCKS...

...serving her SOCKS and admiring her SOCKS

I'm just her dumb SOCK SNIFFING SOCK SLAVEY!

 

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