Silent Sock Admiration

Socks! Socks! Socks! Socks! SOCKS! My whole lowly life is dominated by SOCKS – the SOCKS, shoes and feet of my betters, as I kiss their feet through the bars of my lowly dungeon cell!

Here you see me silently SOCK-ADMIRING a young woman who is kindly taking the time to have her SNEAKERED FEET kissed by me. Her SOCKS are only partially visible beneath her trouser hems, but I make sure to silently and unobtrusively study each and every INDIVIDUAL STITCH, along with the CREASES, in her SOCKS!

Silently and unobtrusively admiring a customer's SOCKS whilst kissing her SNEAKERS

I study the CREASES in her WHITE SOCK...

...as well as the INDIVIDUAL STITCHES

CREASES and STITCHES

Every aspect of the SOCK must be examined, including the CURVATURE over her SHAPELY ANKLEBONE!

My whole menial mind is focused on SOCK!

And not just the SOCK directly in front of me, but her other SOCK too...

...waiting in the wings!

I can just make out some of the individual STITCHES in her OTHER SOCK too!

Truly, my lowly life is dominated by SOCK - the SOCKS of my BETTERS!

Meanwhile, the pretty wearer of the SOCKS looks down upon me pityingly. I am truly pathetic in her eyes...

...obliged, as I am, to not only kiss her feet, but admire her SOCKS whilst I am doing so!

SOCK! SOCK! SOCK! SOCK! SOCK!...

ALL is SOCK, and SOCK is ALL!


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