Sock Orderly (ii)

My mistress Shakayla’s husband, master Jahmar sir, comes to check that I am obeying his beloved wife’s orders and diligently tidying her sock drawer. He too carries a WHIP - a WHIP that must be OBEYED! And so once again I must kiss feet to provide assurances to my magnificent master sir of my abject obedience to his wife’s commandments.

My master Jahmar sir checks that I am fulfilling my humble role as his wife's sock orderly!

As soon as he enters my lowly presence, I kiss his feet (as I must always do in this household)

Master Jahmar sir doesn't suffer fools gladly...

...and nor does his WHIP!

I therefore kiss his loafer SHOES with the utmost due diligence!

Better to KISS LOAFER than FEEL WHIP!

I slavishly admire the master's SOCK whilst I am down there

Truly, my master's and mistress's SOCKS dominate my lowly life!

I must spend nearly 90% of my time near their SOCKS...

...washing them, folding them, putting them on and taking them off their feet...

...or just admiringly staring at them as I kiss their outer footwear!

I'm just their SOCK SLAVEY!

'Get back to work, sock slavey! Tidy my wife's sock drawer!'

'Yes master sir. At once, master Jahmar sir. Please don't beat me, sir?'

For a Gynarchy slave, a supplication for mercy must always be intoned as a question (in case you were wondering?)

That's because it is entirely up to the slave's master or mistress whether he is WHIPPED or not!

It certainly isn't the slave's decision. He must simply get on with his work...

...attending to his betters' SOCKS!


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