A sock slavey’s humble fate is always in the hands of his
masters and betters. Or, more accurately, in their SOCKS!
Here we see Ms Mukta and her husband debating whether to
bring their sock slavey along with them on holiday. Ms Mukta is quite keen for
him to come along, as she says she can never be bothered to stoop down and straighten
her own socks if and when they become wonky. Master Simon sir is concerned at
the extra expense it will cost to bring their slavey along, but in the end he relents,
as he can never deny his beloved wife any of her capricious, female wishes!
All the old slavey can do is kneel in silence at his
mistress’s sneakered and socked feet whilst his fate is discussed high above
him.
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| Ms Mukta and her husband jocularly debating whether to bring their sock slavey with them on holiday |
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| Ms Mukta wants to bring him so that he can straighten her SOCKS whenever they become creased on her legs and ankles! |
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| All the slavey can do, is humbly stare at one of her SOCKS and hope and pray that master Simon sir agrees! |
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| For he would much rather spend the summer holiday serving his mistress's (and master's) SOCKS, than being confined in lonely isolation in his basement cell! |
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| But his fate is very much a joint decision - by his master and mistress's SOCKS! |
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| His fate is, therefore, very much in their SOCKS, and what they decide! |
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| The slavey has absolutely no say in the matter |
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| He's just a slave - worth less than his betters' SOCKS! |
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| Truly, his is a lowly life lived in submission to SOCKS! |
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| He is subject to the whims of their SOCKS, and subjugated by their SOCKS! |
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| Heck, he doesn't even have a name. He's just a 'sock slavey'... |
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| ...though his mistress sometimes refers to him as her 'sockieboy'! |
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