The Great & The Good
Here we see the great and the good of the Gynarchy enjoying the spectacle of a slave being whipped.
The guests of honour appear to be Ms Mukta and her manly husband, master Simon sir, as they are seated in comfortable chairs directly in front of the whipping post to which the semi-naked slave is tethered. Indeed, thanks to her crossed over legs, Ms Mukta’s grey sock is just feet away from the slave, and he must surely be able to see her shapely, socked ankle hovering in the air every time he lowers his humble head in pain. Ha! Ha! How humiliating for him!
Right now, however, his head is arched backwards in agony as he receives another stinging blow of the whip across his ribs, delivered by a civilian master-sir with seemingly no fashion sense, but who nevertheless looks magnificent thanks to his skill and dexterity with the whip. Everyone present is admiring of him – even if he iswearing socks with sandals! See the steely determination on his face – a determination to cause pain!
Standing directly in front of the whipped slave is a gloating, elderly magistrate master-sir, whose job it is, no doubt, to ensure that the full force of the Law – and hence the requisite number of stripes – are delivered to the slave’s back. Behind him, is a representative of the Gynarchy Church – signalling his ecclesiastical approval of the proceedings, and next to him is a bright and intelligent-looking young woman who is nevertheless casually picking her nose in front of the slave whilst he is being whipped. She just doesn’t care who sees her picking her nose – least of all the slave!
Seated next to the magistrate master-sir is the familiar, pretty face of Ms Aneka madam. Although she works as a Gynarchy prison guard, and thus it is her day job to whip prisoner-slaves, she clearly still enjoys watching whippings during her free time. And why not? Whipping slaves is fun (in her eyes). See how she is pointing at him and laughing at him.
Next to her is a dirty, Gynarchy nurse – dirty in the sense that her uniform is unkempt. But nobody cares about that. Hygiene is unimportant when her only role is to cack handedly tend to a slave’s weeping wounds after his whipping. Nobody cares if his wounds get infected by her dirt – least of all the Gynarchy nurse madam! And next to her is a uniformed Gynarchy police-officer mistress. It appears that her whip is also at the ready, and we may presume she is patiently awaiting her turn to whip the slave’s back. She certainly looks keen to get stuck into him!
Finally, in the background, is a prostitute mistress. At first glimpse she may appear to be the only superior personage in the room displaying any degree of sympathy with the whipped wretch. But actually, if you look closer, she too has a smile on her face – and justifiably so. For, along with all the other witnesses to the whipping, including the Gynarchy dog, she knows that she, as a free citizen of the Gynarchy, can never be subjected to the biting sting of the whip. She, like everyone else in the room, is better than the slave. That’s why she can relax and enjoy the whipping.
Just as you can – if you’re a master or mistress. If you’re a slave, on the other hand, then be afraid. Be very afraid – for that could be you on the Gynarchy whipping post one day!
