Sterile

The rusty necked prisoner-slave must kiss the boots of his guard-mistresses in the sterile environment of the prison corridor – unless he wishes to feel the sting of their whips on his face!

He must also recognise and respect the authority of their white bootsocks as they tower over his stupid head.















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