Shortly before retiring to bed at night, Ms Mukta madam kindly
pops out of her house to visit me in the dark and dingy passageway leading up to her back door so that I have one
last slavish opportunity to see and to verbally worship her SOCKS prior to getting some much
needed shut-eye myself!
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| 'Oh pray, Ms Mukta madam, thank you kindly for showing me your socks one last time this evening, madam.' |
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| 'Verbally worship my socks, slavey. Tell me why you admire them so much!' |
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| 'Oh pray mistress Mukta madam, this slave is so enamoured by your socks because they are your socks, on your feet... |
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| ...and you are a GODDESS, miss!... |
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| ...Your socks are therefore, by definition, GODDESS SOCKS, mistress Mukta madam... |
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| ...if you would be so kind and understanding to an humble sock slavey at your feet, miss?... |
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| ...Truly this slave is privileged to be the eternal servant of your socks, mistress madam... |
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| ...Oh your socks, miss!... Your SOCKS!... |
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| ...Praise be unto your SOCKS, most divine mistress Mukta madam!... |
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| ...I kiss your feet, miss... |
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| ...God bless you and praise be unto you, mistress Mukta madam!' |
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| 'And the other one, slave!' |
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