Gynarchy Mealtime

In mistress Karen’s household there is food aplenty for herself, her husband and her guests. Even her pet pooch’s bowl is full to overflowing with delicious dog food. Only her household footslave goes hungry, and is not invited to partake in mealtimes.

Here we see him kneeling silently and unobtrusively behind his mistress Karen’s feet whilst she converses with her husband and guests high above him.

And what else do we observe about this happy, everyday, domestic scene?

·         Well, first of all we note that the slave is not only forbidden to partake of any food; he is also forbidden to speak or to join in the conversation with his betters.

·         Indeed, he is largely being ignored by them, as they have better things to think and talk about than a common-or-garden, household footservant

·         He is required to wear a heavy, wooden cangue collar which not only weighs down his neck, but also forces him to look down at his betters’ feet

·         He is thus obliged to observe the yellowish, camouflage-patterned bootsocks of his mistress Karen (and very fetching they look too on the backs of her ankles!); the plain black anklesocks and black and red sneakers of her guest, miss Anna, who is seated with her shapely, feminine feet sexily crossed over at the ankles beneath the table (I trust the slave isn’t focussing on her bare, brown legskin above the socktops?); the grey and brown shaded sneakers of miss Karen’s husband – the slave’s master-sir, master Russell (unfortunately for the slave he cannot observe his master’s socks as they are hidden inside his jeans); and the black suede ankleboots of Ms Anna’s male partner, whose name the stupid slave either does not know or cannot recollect, but whose boots he has already had to kiss in respectful greeting earlier in the day (again, the slave cannot see the visiting master-sir’s socks inside his manly boots. How frustrating for him!)

·         Yes, he is truly ‘down amongst the feet’, where he belongs, and, thanks to the heavy cangue weighing down on his neck, would be quite unable to look his betters in the face even if he tried!

·         We notice too that there are sore-looking whipmarks on his back, and we see a single-tailed, brown leather cowhide whip hanging from a hook on the kitchen cupboard door. I’ll wager that the whip is no stranger to the slave’s back in this particular Gynarchy household!

·         We can also see, hanging over the back of the stupid slave’s cangue collar, a pair of beige-coloured socks. They appear to be a pair of mistress Karen’s freshly-laundered socks and she is presumably using the slave’s cangue as a makeshift sock-dryer to air them dry. Ha! Ha! I suppose he might as well be of use for something whilst his superiors eat!

·         It’s only when we zoom round to look at his face that we see mistress Karen has in fact adorned her slave’s cangue with several pairs of socks! Ha! Ha! His clever mistress has made him wear a garishly-coloured footfool’s cap with bells on it (as if having to wear the heavy cangue wasn’t humiliating enough!), and she has hung yet another pair of her drying socks from the pointy bits of the cap – this time a fetching, green and red argyle patterned pair of female socks.

·         But that’s not all – an even cleverer touch is that she has placed a scrunched-up pair of her dirty, unwashed socks – a blue and white, floral-patterned pair – onto the wooden ‘footblock’ directly beneath the slave’s face. Ha! Ha! That footblock is meant to be for her, and/or her guests, to rest their outstretched foot on when the slave is required to kiss it; it’s not meant to be a shelf for sweaty, stinky, discarded socks! But it’s actually a sweet and kind gesture on the part of the mistress – for it means that the hungry slave will not be tempted by the smell of the delicious food wafting down from the table high above him, since all he can smell is his mistress’s stinky, unwashed socks! Ha! Ha!

What a loser he is! Let’s ignore him like everyone else is. He’s just a sock-sniffing, sock-drying piece of household furniture. A sock airer. A nothing and a nobody.