Thrill Of The New

For a perennial public footslave like me, it is always a thrill when a regular customer wears a new pair of SOCKS for the first time whilst visiting one's humble head - even more thrilling, I would venture to suggest, than observing the SOCKS of a stranger whom one has not encountered before? That's because one knows something of the backstory of one's regular customers and one is already familiar with their SOCKS to a greater or larger extent. Thus, a brand new pair of SOCKS on their feet makes for a whole new pattern of STITCHING, SOCK TEXTURES and CREASES to observe at close quarters whilst one is humbly and respectfully kissing their SHOES or BOOTS.

Here you see me observing a new pair of SOCKS on regular customer Ms Mukta's familiar ankles. They might look like just another pair of WHITE SOCKS, but I am 100% confident that I have never seen this particular pair before. I thus study them with enhanced humility and slavish awe, which clever Ms Mukta madam notices and picks up on, mockingly asking me from above whether I like her new 'sockies', and don't I wish I could serve them as her 'personal sockieboy' (Ms Mukta knows full well it is my long-cherished dream to be her personal sock slavey, but that such a dream can never be realised, on account of my being a mere public sock slavey!)

I gushingly confirm to magnificent Ms Mukta madam that I would indeed be honoured to be the permanent, full-time slave of her SOCKS, begging her and her husband's pardon madam please don't have me beaten miss? I'm pathetic like that, and Ms Mukta, quite rightly, laughs out loud at my SOCK-OBSEQUIOUS response. For my humble part, I just continue to study admiringly the CREASES in her new SOCKS as she switches feet in front of my face and continues to laugh at me from on high. She must know that I shall be thinking of nothing else but her WHITE SOCKS throughout the rest of my lowly evening?

Experiencing the thrill of serving a regular customer who is wearing NEW SOCKS for the first time!

I am 100% confident that I have not observed this particular pair of WHITE SOCKS on Ms Mukta's ankles before!

The texture, the lines of STITCHING, the CREASES - all are new to my face...

...as I humbly kiss-respect my esteemed regular customer's familiar, dirty SNEAKERS!

Oh to be the permanent, full-time slave of these SOCKS!

To nose the CREASES; to trace the lines of perpendicular STITCHING with the tip of my otherwise nugatory nose!

Ms Mukta notices my sockieboy enthusiasm for her new SOCKS and mockingly asks me if I like them?

She asks me wouldn't I like to be the permanent, full-time slave of her SOCKS?

She then bemusedly looks down on me and laughs out loud at me as I obsequiously confirm that I would!

She even kindly switches her FEET in front of my face in order to give me a tantalisingly close-up view of her RIGHT SOCK!

Oh how pathetically thrilling for me...

...to be able to study and admire regular customer Ms Mukta's NEW, WHITE SOCKS at such close quarters!

To yearn to get to know her SOCKS better!

I am truly pathetic like that! No wonder her female laughter echoes around the yard!


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