A truly magnificent master-sir warns me to show appropriate
sock-slaveyish respect for his beloved wife when she emerges from the public
restoom
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| 'Make sure you show my wife appropriate respect when she emerges from the rest room, sock slavey!... |
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| ...Kiss her feet very well... |
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| ...and DON'T look at her above the SOCK!... |
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| ...Keep your humble head low and on a par with her SOCKS!' |
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| 'Yes, master sir. I hear and obey you, master sir... |
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| ...I will be a good feetkisser and sock slavey to your wife, sir, if it pleases you sir.' |
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| 'Hey honey, he's ready for you to use. I've already warned him NOT to look at you above your SOCKS!' |
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| 'You down there, the sock slavey - kiss my wife's feet and study her SOCKS like I told you to!' |
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| I obey the master sir, kissing the lady's SNEAKER whilst keeping my eyes firmly fixed on her SOCK! |
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| Her RIGHT SOCK, I notice (the one currently closest to my face) is much less CREASED than her LEFT! |
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| But that doesn't mean that her LEFT SOCK won't be as deserving of my sock-slaveyish attention when its time comes! |
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| I don't have to wait long for the customer-mistress to switch feet in front of me! |
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| I can sense her glaring down at me disparagingly - as anyone would towards a sock slavey! |
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| But I now have an intimate and close-up view of her LEFT SOCK CREASES! |
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| I endeavour to count them, without, of course, allowing my eyes to stray above the top of the SOCK! |
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| As the master-sir has already pointed out, I have no business looking at, or even thinking about, his wife above her SOCK! |
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| My only business is with her SHOES and SOCKS |
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| And so I humbly focus on those - particularly her LEFT SOCK! |
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