Stop Whining, Slave!
Ms Mukta and her husband relax beneath the shade of their garden awning, which they have deliberately placed in front of the wonkly stocks in which they keep their back-garden slavey permanently imprisoned - just so that he can observe their SHOES and SOCKS from his lowly vantage point whilst they enjoy their refreshing glasses of wine seated on high above him. No whining, slave! Just be grateful that your betters have deigned to be in your lowly presence, albeit in order to add to your sense of discomfort and humiliation! Ms Mukta has her back to the wretched slave in the stocks as she converses happily with her husband... ...over a glass of wine The old slavey in the stocks, meanwhile, can only see his betters' SHOES and SOCKS The SHOES and SOCKS of his master sir, who designed and built the set of deliberately wonky stocks... ...and, more particularly, for they are closer to his confined face, the SHOES and SOCKS of his mistress! All the pathetic old slavey can literally see fr...