Masked Sock Slavey

My mistress Mukta madam often makes me wear a makeshift ‘sock slavey’ mask (basically just a paper bag over my head with the words 'sock slavey' emblazoned on it) when I am crawling behind her in public, so that no one can be in any doubt as to my humble status in life as the slave of my betters’ SOCKS!

Whenever we are out and about, I must crawl behind my mistress Mukta to SOCKED HEEL with a paper bag over my humble head

The ignominious bag has the words 'Sock Slavey' emblazoned on it, so that everyone can be aware of my ultra-lowly status!

I am, basically, the slave of everyone's SOCKS...

...though mostly of my mistress Mukta's SOCKS, of course!

Please don't labour under the misapprehension that my mistress and her interlocutor are talking about me!

They have better, much more interesting things to talk about than a humble sock slavey!

A sock slavey like me shouldn't even be seen - until and unless he is specifically ordered to serve SOCKS...

...straightening them; kiss-respecting them; nosing them

Until such times, his only purpose in life is to silently and unobtrusively study the SOCKS in front of him...

...the SOCKS of his BETTERS!

Haha, well might he hang his paper-bag-covered head in shame!

He is worth less than his mistress's SOCKS!

And the SOCKS of her companion!

No wonder, then, that his every lowly thought is about SOCKS...

...the STITCHES; the CREASES; the BOBBLING (if any) on the SOCKS in front of him...

...whilst the WEARERS of the SOCKS carry on their happy conversation high above him...

...their SOCKS far from their superior minds...

...as the masked sock slavey concentrates on their SOCKS!

SOCKS!... SOCKS!... SOCKS!... SOCKS!... SOCKS!...

In his lowly world, all is SOCKS!

As his demeaning paper-bag mask makes clear - he's a SLAVEY to SOCKS!

To SOCKS!


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