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Escorting Me Home

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Having just purchased me at auction, my new owners are kindly escorting me to my new home, their farmstead, on my hands and knees, with the mistress-madam taking up the rear and urging me on with her WHIP - a WHIP which I fancy I shall sadly be becoming intimately acquainted with over the coming days, months and possibly years ! My magnificent and Righteous new master-sir leads me on a leash, whilst his pretty wife takes up the rear! I crawl to heel behind my master's SHOE... ...the SHOE of a MIGHTY man... ...a Righteous man... ...who is no doubt plotting and savouring my many future punishments as his slave! Meanwhile, his pretty wife is clearly adept at wielding the WHIP herself! She cracks it ominously through the air behind me... ...as I crawl in front of her behind her husband's SHOES! The WHIP! I'll wager my menial mouth shall be kissing my new mistress's BOOTS on many an ignominious occasion... ...and worshipping her Righteous SOCKS! For these people are not jus...
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Helpful Advice

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In the Gynarchy of Barbaria, many ladies employ muscular whipmasters to discipline their slaves. Here you see my mistress Mukta madam helpfully advising me to kiss the whipmaster’s feet and beg him for clemency. Needless to say, I do so with alacrity! My mistress Mukta helpfully advises me to kiss-respect the mighty whipmaster-sir's feet I shuffle forwards on my hands and knees and do so with alacrity! Better to kiss the BOOTS of a STRONG and MIGHTY MAN... ...than to feel the BITING STING of his WHIP! Besides, kissing the BOOTS and FEET of my betters is what I do I'm just a slave... ...perpetually subject to, and living in fear of, the WHIP! I show my slavish respect for the mighty WHIPMASTER-SIR... ...in an effort to elicit his manly clemency For my mistress has specifically employed him to DISCIPLINE me... ...with the WHIP!
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My Lowly Job

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My lowly job is to follow my mistress Marathi’s socks to heel; to never be far from them; to care for them; and to think about them all the time. I’m her personal sock slavey. I am in such a lowly position, as my mistress Marathi's personal sock slavey My whole life must revolve around her SOCKS... ...and nothing but her SOCKS! I am subject to her SOCKS Her SOCKS own  me! I must never forget that I am lower  than her SOCKS... ...and less intelligent than them I must look up  to them... ...and study their CREASES Such is the lowly life of the personal SOCK SLAVEY... ...of a bright and beautiful Indian mistress.
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Waiting To Be Whipped

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As an ‘experienced’ slave I have been tethered to the whipping post on many an ignominious occasion. Here you see me being taunted by a free master-sir as I await the dreaded arrival of my mistress with her WHIP. The master sir is mockingly asking me how I feel about being whipped? Am I frightened of the whip? Do I fear its burning sting (a sting which, incidentally, the freemale master-sir himself will never have experienced and never will, since in the Gynarchy of Barbaria only male slaves like me are subject to the WHIP!) I humbly and respectfully confirm to the master-sir that I am indeed awaiting the arrival of the whip with great fear and trepidation, if he would be so kind and understanding to a weak and feeble slave, sir, begging your manly pardon sir? The master-sir laughs at me and settles down on a nearby crate with his cigarette and his can of beer, well out of the way of the WHIP, in order to enjoy watching my whipping as my mistress finally arrives!  A master-sir, ...
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