1 x Sock Slavey For Sale

The merchant master-sir seeks to persuade a pretty mistress-madam to purchase me. My job is to demonstrate my sockieboy slavishness by kissing her on the SOCKS. I can only hope and pray that she does part with her money for me, for the alternative will be that the merchant-sir will sell me to the underground slave mines!

Better to slave to SOCKS than to toil in the mines under the sting of a burly taskmaster’s unrelenting WHIP!

The magnificent merchant-sir invites his potential customer to try me out for size

I begin by respectfully kissing her outstretched, BLACK LEATHERY BOOT TOE...

...before moving my menial mouth up to her SOFT, BLACK COTTON SOCKTOP

The master-sir watches with gratification as I obediently kiss the customer's SOCK

But better to KISS SOCK than FEEL WHIP, in my humble estimation!

I make sure to press my lips hard down onto the SOCK so that the pretty mistress can really feel my humility!

Her SOCK is so FEMININE SOFT!

She deftly twists her SHAPELY SOCKED-ANKLE around in front of my face so that my SOCK-SLAVEY MOUTH might touch every area of VISIBLE SOCKTOP!

I make sure my lowly lips touch every area of the patterned STITCHING in the SUPERB FEMALE SOCK

I angle my humble head and neck in order to seek out every accessible nook and cranny of the SOCK

My humble SOCK-KISSING efforts appear to be pleasing to the mistress...

...and therefore to the merchant master-sir who senses a sale!

SOLD to the pretty, Asian woman in the BLACK LEATHER ANKLEBOOTS and BLACK COTTON BOOTSOCKS!

My fate is sealed!

KERCHING!

I continue to kiss SOCK for as long as it is presented to me...

...the SOCK of my NEW OWNER!

Indeed, I am now effectively OWNED by these SOCKS themselves...

...being a pathetic SOCK SLAVEY...

... a NOTHING and a NOBODY. A mere SOCKSERVANT to a beautiful young Asian woman's SOCKS! But, better that, than the underground SLAVE MINES!

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