Patheticus Minimus 3D

I am the personal foot-fag of the college’s senior student and head girl – 23 year old mistress Alisha. I was given to her as a personal servant, or ‘fag’, by the college authorities when she first enrolled at the college as a student of Female Law some 4 years ago and, as this is her final year of studies, I shall soon be finishing my period of bondage to her – only to be handed over to yet another new, female entrant to the college, of course! I shall be truly sorry to leave miss Alisha’s employ, however, for she is a truly kind and generous mistress: a bright; good-looking; self-confident and self-assured, young Afro-Caribbean woman who is the first in her lower middle-class family to enter the higher education system, and who is now assured of a glittering career prosecuting recalcitrant and disobedient male slaves in the Female Law Courts of the Gynarchy. My mistress Alisha got to be the college’s head girl through sheer hard work and intelligence, and not because she was from a p

Marielle was a ‘slave-spotter’. It was her hobby – going around the Gynarchy and observing male slaves hard at work; recording their demeaning and degrading chores in her slave-spotter notebook, and just generally revelling in the fact that whilst she was a free woman – free to live her life and pursue her interests exactly as she pleased in the female-dominated Gynarchy - the male slaves she observed had no choice as to how they spent their miserable time. Indeed, she positively celebrated the fact that the male slaves she observed, by definition, unlike her, didn’t have any ‘free’ time. They were, after all, in bondage. They were not free; they were slaves – obliged to work 24/7; 365 days a year. Ha! Ha! Marielle loved that thought! At the age of 30, she was still unmarried, but happily so. She loved her single life, and she enjoyed living alone. She could have married, of course. There were still plenty of free, eligible men living in the Gynarchy – and she had received many, humble

Angela and Peter were delighted. The weather forecast was for an exceptionally hot, bright and sunny afternoon – just perfect for their garden party! It was only to be a small and intimate affair. They had invited only their very best friends – two other couples; Fiona and Iqbal, and Cecilia and Marcus. It would be an afternoon barbecue in their pleasant, suburban garden. A relaxing and fun little get together for all concerned on a perfect summer’s day. For all, that is, apart from Angela and Peter’s slave – slave Patheticus. He would not be relaxing and enjoying the sunshine. Quite the opposite; he would be labouring hard – scrubbing the stone patio floor; serving the drinks; kissing the feet of his betters. And all under the baking hot, unrelenting sunshine whilst it was at its zenith. Indeed, his mistress Angela had specifically chosen to hold her little ‘soirée’ in the afternoon precisely because she wanted to see her household slave baking and sweating under the ho