Surrounded By Female Power - And Socks!
Here we see a Gynarchy prisoner-slave surrounded by female power and at the mercy of several young women’s boots, shoes and socks.
· Firstly, he is having to kiss-respect the flat, canvas shoes of a civilian visitor-mistress, miss Arabella madam. Miss Arabella often visits the Gynarchy foothole dungeons in order to lord it over the prisoner-footslaves, and the Gynarchy authorities, as you can see, very much approve of such visits. Ms Arabella madam is wearing plain grey socks which the prisoner must humbly admire as he kisses her outstretched, rounded shoe toe. Note how her plain, grey sock is casting a shadow over his ugly face. I expect the fool is studying the stitching and creases in her sock, and contemplating how immersed in stale, warm sweat it must be since it is now early evening and the visiting civilian mistress has, presumably, been wearing those same shoes and socks on her feet all day. What a sobering thought for him!
· Meanwhile, as you can observe, one of the prisoner’s guard-mistresses, Ms Aneka madam, is posing with one of her uniform-booted feet pressing down on top of his humble head – thereby ably ensuring that his lips remain affixed to the visitor’s outstretched shoe-toe. The prisoner-fool can see out of the corner of his eye that officer-mistress Ms Aneka madam is wearing white socks inside her boots, and he is therefore kissing soft, black canvas shoes in the full knowledge that inside the heavy, highly polished, black leather boot pressing down forcefully upon his head there is a soft, white, feminine bootsock – a sock no doubt also imbued with sweat from the Indian officer-mistress’s authoritative foot. But the prisoner-slave, fool though he is, knows better than to be fooled by the seeming innocence of a feminine white sock. All his female guards wear white socks inside their boots, and to him a white sock means female power, authority and pain. Indeed, he very much associates white socks with whips and with being beaten, since he is regularly whipped in his cell by his guards as part of his punishment, and he catches occasional glimpses of their white socks as they are wielding their canes or whips behind him.
· You can see, for example, how the other guard-mistress in the scene (who is wearing a different uniform from her colleague, Ms Aneka madam, as she is a full time, Gynarchy prison-guard mistress, whereas Ms Aneka madam works for a Gynarchy security agency and is only temping in the prison) is carrying a whip – a whip which, judging by the stern expression on her pretty, Asian face, she is not afraid to use across the prisoner’s humble, exposed, footkissing head. He is therefore, quite rightly, frightened of white socks – and note, if you will, how one of the full-time guard’s white bootsocks is slovenly scrunched down inside her boot, a clear sign of her contempt and disdain for the prisoner-slave. No wonder he trembles and quakes at the mere sight of his female guards’ white socks!
· Mind you, he is equally cowardly and fearful when it comes to dark socks, such as the dark blue, leafy-patterned socks of the prison cleaner-mistress who is also watching the proceedings. He fears the cleaner-mistress’s dark blue socks because they are hardworking, and therefore inevitably sweaty, socks. Indeed, this particular cleaner-mistress, Ms Haldhaa madam, who is of Somali origins, often requires the prisoner-slave to kiss her on the sock, as she knows he is required by law to afford her equal respect as the respect he shows for his guards and civilian visitors. Like all females, she is his better, and he is therefore, actually, not worthy to kiss her on the sock – but kindly cleaner-mistress Ms Haldhaa indulges him as she likes the feel of his trembling-with-fear lips on the socked upper of her foot. That’s precisely why she deliberately wears sock-revealing shoes – to expose much of her sock to him. It is such a humiliating thing for a slave to have to do – to kiss his master or mistress on the sock. So much more demeaning, even, than having to kiss them on the outer shoe or boot, since the sock is drenched in the wearer’s stinky, personal foot moisture.
No wonder the prisoner-slave in this scene feels helpless and humbled. And so he should, for he is surrounded by superior female power, boots, shoes – and socks; and he is at the mercy of each and every one of them!
