To Serve Them All My Days (And Nights!)

Regular tormentress, Ms Mukta madam, likes nothing more than humbling and humiliating me with her SNEAKERS and SOCKS late in the evening. She knows I like them and she knows I can't have them, since I'm just a public humble-head slave; not her personal shoe-and-sock slavey!

Regular tormentress, Ms Mukta madam, approaches me late in the evening, as is so often her wont

She stops to mock me and cajole me, asking me if I would like another close-up view of her 'NICE SOCKIES'?

Of course I would, and she therefore laughingly presents her RIGHT SNEAKERED and SOCKED foot to my menial mouth!

She continues to snigger as my lowly lips pay homage to her dirty, outstretched SNEAKER-TOE

But I am, mercifully, getting that CLOSE-UP AND PERSONAL view of her SOCK, which I so crave!

AND of her OTHER SOCK, when she switches her SNEAKERED FEET in front of me!

It's pathetic, I know, but local girl Ms Mukta's SOCKS, you see, are my lowly life!

I live for them!

Of all my many customers' lovely SOCKS, Ms Mukta's PLAIN GREY SOCKS are surely the BEST?

They glower gloomily down at me, revelling in their seeming ordinariness

Yet I am always so SAD and FRUSTRATED to watch them turn and walk away from me!

Especially as their owner is continuing to laugh out loud at me...

...knowing the ABSOLUTE POWER of her SOCKS over me!

I literally can't take my eyes off them...

...following them every step of the way as they disappear down the street...

...and wishing I could literally follow them TO HEEL, on my hands and knees!

So that I might serve those SOCKS 24/7, 365 days a year, both on and off Ms Mukta madam's FEET!