Lowly Part Of Their Lives (iii)
With the mistress’s SOCKS duly straightened by my humble hands, my master and mistress take up their seats at the café table. I revert to my ignominious default position of kneeling beneath the table with my humble head sandwiched in between the mistress’s freshly straightened SOCKS!
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| Assuming my ignominious default position - kneeling with my humble head trapped between my mistress's SOCKS |
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| I am not a party to my master and mistress's conversations - only to their SOCKS! |
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| The mistress's SHAPELY-SOCKED ANKLES did into my feckless forehead... |
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| ...as my lowly life is once again DOMINATED by her SOCKS! |
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| The SIGHT of them; the FEEL of them; the SMELL of them; the SOUND of them! |
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| SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS! SOCKS!... |
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| All is SOCKS! |
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| The SOCKS of my BETTERS! |
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| Truly this is where I belong - down amongst the SOCKS! |
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| Meanwhile, my master and mistress enjoy each other's company, and some delicious doughnuts! |
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| There wil be no doughnuts for me - not even their scraps or leftovers |
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| And rightly so, for I must concentrate on my mistress's SOCKS! |
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| I am beneath her SOCKS, both literally and figuratively |
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| I only have EYES and EARS for SOCK! |
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| Welcome to my lowly life as a superior couple's SOCK SLAVEY! |














