Prison Yard
It’s all very well for the prisoner-mistress to get wet whilst she is enjoying her illicit cigarette and being chatted up by one of the male prison-guards in the prison yard:
That’s her choice and she is perfectly at liberty to do so.
But her personal prison-footslave has no choice in the matter, and must get soaked whilst kneeling on the rain-sodden ground behind his mistress’s feet in nothing but his chains and underpants:
Note how he nevertheless keeps his head humbly bowed out of respect for his criminal mistress, looking only at the back of her heel:
And ready to kiss her on the outstretched toe-area of her prison-issue plimsoll when she eventually finishes her fag and turns towards him to be shown his proper, footslavish respect:
Much to her amusement, and that of her warden…
Still, look on the brightside – at least it’s stopped raining on him!