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In A Darkened Room

The convicted sockthief, slave Malcolm, had been handed down a very specific and individualistic punishment by the Female Courts – a punishment to fiendishly fit the crime. The good lady judge, who was known for her wicked sense of humour as well as her wicked sense of justice, had gleefully passed down the following sentence upon him: ‘Convicted prisoner in the dock, I hereby sentence you to life in the socks! I order that you be incarcerated for the rest of your unnatural life in a darkened room, located in the prison-building next to the central town square, where you will be required to sniff, kiss and lick the dirty socks of your female superiors whilst they are still wearing them, and that you never be released from your stinky-sock bondage.’ The lady judge then went on to specifically stipulate that the room be kept darkened in order to encourage the convicted sock-miscreant’s numerous tormentresses to wear their stinkiest, dirtiest socks whilst sparing their blushes – for slave