Master Simon sir kindly gives me a choice – either to verbally
admire and praise his wife’s SOCKS, or to feel the STING of his WHIP on my back?
I choose to praise SOCK:
‘Oh pray masters, if it pleases you both masters, this
slave is truly most admiring of the mistress’s SOCKS, masters. Oh the
stitching, sirs! Oh the CREASES! Oh the CURVATURE! Truly the mistress’s SOCKS
are better than me, masters. I bow and submit to them. Pray have mercy on me,
mistress Mukta’s SUPERIOR SOCKS?’
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| Choosing to praise my mistress's SOCKS, rather than feel the STING of her husband's WHIP! |
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| I unashamedly praise and bless my mistress's WHITE SOCKS on her ANKLES... |
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| ...expressing how they are better than me... |
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| ...and confirming my absolute devotion and submission to them! |
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| All whilst remaining mindful of the presence of my master Simon's SOCKS, of course... |
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| ...the SOCKs of the MAN who holds the WHIP! |
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| But it is my mistress's SOCKS to which I must pledge my troth |
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| Her SOCKS... Ms Mukta's SOCKS! |
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| Praise be unto them, and their WEARER! |
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| Better to praise SOCK than feel WHIP! |
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| Master Simon sir gloats in the POWER of his WHIP over me... |
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| ...as I continue to extol the virtues of his wife's SOCKS! |
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| Her SOCKS!... Ms Mukta's SOCKS! |
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| Must focus on SOCKS! |
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| SOCKS! |
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| The WHIP, or the SOCKS? I choose SOCKS! |