What is it about thigh-high socks that weakens you so? Is it their softness, the way they exude coziness, the way they end just at the tops of My plump thighs?

You'll do anything for My thigh-high socks...you'll stroke the way I say, and stop when I command. You don't need to orgasm; such fleeting pleasure is nothing compared to the bliss of gooning endlessly to My soft socks and gentle mocking.

All you need is Me, My socks, and to keep pumping your throbbing cock.

The viewer is assumed to have a penis. Gender neutral.

What is it about thigh-high socks that weakens you so? Is it their softness, the way they exude coziness, the way they end just at the tops of My plump thighs?

You'll do anything for My thigh-high socks...you'll stroke the way I say, and stop when I command. You don't need to orgasm; such fleeting pleasure is nothing compared to the bliss of gooning endlessly to My soft socks and gentle mocking.

All you need is Me, My socks, and to keep pumping your throbbing cock.

The viewer is assumed to have a penis. Gender neutral.