Sock Studying Slave

Regular visitor to my set of stocks in the town square, Ms Mukta madam, is relaxing above me whilst chatting on the phone to her beloved husband, master Simon sir – also a regular visitor to my confined face. I humbly ask her to pass on my slavish regards to her husband’s SOCKS, which she kindly does, and, in the meantime, I focus on Ms Mukta’s SOCKS directly beneath my confined face!

Enjoying a chat with her husband on the phone...

...and kindly passing on my heartfelt, slavish regards to his SOCKS!

In the meantime, I study Ms Mukta's SOCKS...

...as I stare out of my ignominious WOODEN WINDOW!

Her SOCKS are, of course, as always - FANTASTIC!

I admire the way they frame her shapely HEELS and ANKLES...

...with the SOFT, WHITE COTTON STITCHING in the SOCKS stretching over her ANKLE BONES!

I also admire the different PATTERNS in the SOCK STITCHING

My only regret is that I can't see deeper down into the SOCK...

...inside her SHOE!

Of course, she is wearing TWO SOCKS, and I must study them BOTH!

Each SOCK must be afforded my equal slavish time and respect. I'm just a SOCK-STUDYING SLAVE!


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