Looking Down On him

Looking Down On Him

Here we see two bright and breezy, young women of the Gynarchy, taunting and mocking a male prisoner-slave in the drop-box dungeon below them. You will note that one of them is wearing white, blocky-heeled shoes with white socks, whilst the other simply has pure white ballet-flats on her soft, bare feet.

You will note too that, despite the sign on the fence behind them saying ‘No Dumping’, the girls have brought a bucket of something with them! I expect its contents, whatever they are, will soon be making their way down through the bars, and onto the prisoner-slave’s face! Ha! Ha! I don’t expect the Female Police will mind!

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Next we see the same scene from a slave’s eye perspective – looking up at the two goddesses as they humiliate him through the bars! Note how he is helplessly spread-eagled on the ground; in the Gynarchy dirt where he belongs!

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Finally we observe how the two, beautiful and intelligent, young women are now evidently seated on top of the drop-box dungeon, with their pretty legs and feet dangling down through the bars over the slave’s face. They have got great legs – and shoes – haven’t they?

Mind you, pity the poor slave; he can see where they have been walking – but he cannot reach up to actually taste the dirt on their soles, hungry though he is. With any luck – some of their shoesole-dirt might fall off! Plus, of course, he still has that bucket of something to look forward to!

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