Nothing More Important

In my lowly world, there is nothing more important than my mistress's SOCKS! That's why it is such an honour for me to study her SOCKS close-up and personal whenever she stands over me in the back passageway leading up to her house whilst she enjoys a sneaky cigarette.

Ms Mukta casually leans against a wall over me whilst she enjoys a sneaky cigarette....

...and catching up with her text messages on her phone

I am surrounded by her SNEAKERS and SOCKS

Having one of her SOCKS directly in front of my face, even though it's only a sliver of SOCK, is truly an HONOUR!

Her other SOCK, meanwhile, nestles against my humble head. I can feel it, even if I can't see it!

But my primary focus, needless to say, is on her left SOCK - the one in front of my face!

I audaciously raise my eyes up to the sliver of LEFT SOCK!

I silently study the lines of STITCHING in her LEFT SOCK, and admire them

This is, after all, the SOCK of my fabulous mistress!

Her SOCK! I'm looking at her SOCK!

Her SOCK!.. Mistress Mukta's SOCK...

...right in front of my confined FACE!

I bow my humble head in shame and in admiration for her superior SOCK!

I only wish I could touch the SOCK - if only to kiss it!

But my mistress Mukta seems oblivious to my SOCK SLAVISHNESS beneath her!

Sadly,  all I can do is look at her SUPERB LEFT SOCK... Her SOCK!... Her SOCK!... My mistress's GREY SOCK!


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