Enjoying Their Day Out

Here we see a group of friends enjoying a fun day out, at a work-slave’s expense, in one of the Gynarchy’s quarries.

Let us examine what is going on in more detail:

·       The first thing we can observe is that Ms Fiona madam, on the extreme left of the picture, is requiring the elderly ‘rock-scrubber’ slave to clean her boots. Note how he must also be getting a nice eyeful of her thick, black bootsocks as he polishes her outstretched boot toe.

·       Meanwhile a representative of the Gynarchy Church (which owns the quarry), in the shape of a handsome priest master-sir, is enjoying watching over the proceedings and is seemingly gloating at the prisoner-slave’s distress (as well he might, for it is very amusing!)

·       Next to the priest master-sir is a Gynarchy Girl-Guard, replete with a whip should the slave need any additional ‘encouragement’ to polish Ms Fiona’s dirty boots! We can just see that the officer-mistress is wearing dark grey, uniform regulation socks inside her boots. Such a smart and diligent young woman!

·       Standing just a few feet in front of her, in order to get a better view of proceedings no doubt, is a blonde-haired mistress in black boots and purple socks who is shamelessly picking her nose in front of the slave – such contempt does she hold him in. And rightly so, for he is a contemptible worm.

·       Seated on the rocks behind her are master Billy-Bob sir, who is enjoying a beer and a cigarette as he, a young free-man, relaxes whilst the elderly slave-man works in front of him; and next to master Billy-Bob sir is his new girlfriend, Ms Arabella madam – the girl in the grey hoodie with the long black hair and white socks. She too appears to be very much enjoying the quarry slave’s humiliating predicament!

·       And finally, of course, there is the civilian-volunteer taskmistress – Ms Eleanor madam – who clearly loves wielding the whip over a slave’s back! She appears to be rather good at it too – cracking the whip-end expertly over his left shoulder and evidently causing him a goodly amount of pain! ‘Work harder, slave! Faster! Move!’, she shouts, urging the slave to ever greater efforts on her friend’s boots. Unfortunately, we cannot see Ms Eleanor’s socks inside her boots, but I can tell you that they are ultra-short and light grey, and are currently bathed in her superior feminine footsweat – sweat generated by her masterful efforts with the whip!

Yes indeed, everyone is very much enjoying their day out at the quarry – everyone, that is, apart from the slave, of course! But who cares about him? He’s just a nothing and a nobody; a dirty rock-scrubber and a young woman’s pathetic boot-cleaner! He deservesto be whipped!