Night Scrubber

Ms Mukta Madam often volunteers to supervise the hard-labour slaves in the quarry at night. Here we see her supervising the work of a dirty rocks-scrubber. Note how the authorities have supplied her with a comfortable chair, a blanket, a portable heater, and some snacks to help sustain her through the night – though she doesn’t seem to be using any of them, so keen and diligent is she to make sure the slave works hard without any respite on his humble part.

As for said elderly workslave, there shall, of course, be no refreshments or snacks for him, and he shall have to rely on his own body heat, along with the sting of Ms Mukta's whip on his wizzened old back, to keep warm – another reason for him not to slacken in his work! Furthermore, the only verbal interaction he shall have with his pretty taskmistress throughout the long night is to hear and obey her shouted demands that he work ever harder. Note too Ms Mukta’s plain, black socks – appropriate foot-attire, I think you’ll agree, for such a sombre occasion? Perhaps, if he's lucky, the slave will get to see them close up if and when he is permitted to interrupt his rock-scrubbing for a few brief moments in order to kiss-respect Ms Mukta's supervisory sneakers!


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