The Greatness Of Their SOCKS (ii)

I mentioned how GREAT my master Simon and his SOCKS are. Here you can see the evidence for yourself, as he presents his loafered feet to me for respect-kissing. Truly a man whose SOCKS are to be looked up to and admired, if you’re a slave like me!

Master Simon sir, power and glory be upon him, kindly gives me a taste of his loafers, and a view of his SOCKS...

...as he casually smokes a cigarette high above me

What a magnificent man, with magnificent SOCKS!

I trust you can sense the GREATNESS of his SOCKS, like I do?

These are, after all, the SOCKS of the man who is married to my mistress Mukta!

He is therefore my master-sir...

...and his SOCKS must be looked up to!

'Oh sir, your SOCKS!... Oh your SOCKS, master!'

'Praise be unto you and your SOCKS, sir!'

Master Simon sir, meanwhile, looks down on me - the pathetic sock slavey at his feet

And rightly so, for I am not worthy to even think of him above his SOCKS!

His SOCKS!... My master's SOCKS!... Praise be unto his SOCKS!... The TEXTURE!... The STITCHES!


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