It’s only when I am ordered by my master-sir to take off his
pretty girlfriend’s boots and massage her socked feet that I actually get to see her SOCKS. And, indeed, to touch
them, whilst the master-sir gets to fondle her breast!
To the master-sir, the beautiful young woman’s body. To me, the
slave, her SOCKS!
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| 'Take off my girl's boots, slavey, and massage her socks!' |
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| Getting to massage, let alone even touch, a superior young woman's SOCKS is something of an honour for the likes of lowly me! |
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| Even if the pretty wearer of the SOCKS only has eyes for my handsome master-sir! |
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| The SOCKS are warm, sweaty and creased, having been inside the goddess's BOOTS all day! |
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| I can feel her TOES wriggling with subliminal pleasure inside the moist SOCKS... |
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| ...as I gently knead them! |
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| I also make sure not to look above the SOCKS, out of respect for them! |
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| To the slave, the SOCKS! |
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| To the master-sir, the BREASTS... |
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| ...and all the young woman's LOVE and FEMALE ATTENTION! |
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| Mind you, I'd rather be ignored and rubbing the mistress's SOCKS... |
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| ...than having to rub my master-sir's SWEATY TOES and FEET! |
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