Holiday Afterthought

My master and mistress are all packed and ready to go away on their holiday, when my mistress Mukta raises the subject of me as an afterthought:

‘What about Sockieboy, Simon honey? Do you think we should bring him with us, or just leave him here to clean all our dirty socks while we’re away?’

‘Nah, I think we should bring him with us, sweetheart. That way he can clean our dirty socks while we’re wearing them on holiday, and he can deal with the rest of our dirty socks when we get back?’

‘Cool! Won’t the airline want to charge for him, though?’

‘No, Gynarchy Airways let you bring a personal sock slavey for free, providing he just lies on the floor of the cabin beneath your seat and next to your feet!’

‘Perfect! And we mustn’t forget to pack our WHIP, honey!... Haha, you hear that Sockieboy, you’re coming with us on holiday, but only to take care of our socks. For you, it will be a working holiday! Haha.’

Both master and mistress laugh out loud at me as I grovel in gratitude at my mistress Mukta’s sneakered and socked feet:

‘Oh pray mistress Mukta madam, oh pray master Simon sir, God bless you both and praise be unto you both for bestowing upon me the inestimable honour of accompanying you on your holiday in my lowly and unworthy capacity as your joint sock slavey, masters. I kiss your feet, masters?’

That last sentence on my part was a question, as a slave must never make assumptions about what his masters and betters want. But the fact that my mistress Mukta madam promptly stretches forth her sneakered foot beneath my face is a surefire indication that I have her haughty permission to kiss her feet!

Praising and blessing my master and mistress for kindly offering to bring me along with them on holiday...

...though as my mistress points out, it will be a working holiday for me, in my capacity as their sock slavey!

Still, that's got to be better than me being stuck at home, suckwashing all their dirty socks while they're away?

I take my cue from Ms Mukta's stance, and humbly and gratefully kiss her outstretched SNEAKER-TOE

How it must tickle her to see me grovelling with gratitude at her feet, just for the honour of being her sock slavey?

It certainly tickles master Simon sir!

I kiss her RIGHT SNEAKER...

...followed by her LEFT... 

...on both occasions getting a good, close-up and personal view of her WHITE SOCKS that I will soon be serving!

Not forgetting master Simon sir's BLACK, HOLIDAY SOCKS, of course!

Truly, this will be the highlight of my humble year...

...and it's gratifying to know that the WHIP will also be accompanying us. The WHIP will certainly keep me on my master and mistress's SOCKED TOES!


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