Showing Respect For The Free Man's Girlfriend





































‘That’s right, dirty prisoner-slave, kiss my pretty girlfriend’s feet, and praise and bless her for satisfying me sexually whilst bemoaning your own impotence and lack of manhood. Apologise to her for your limpness and weakness, and explain that you are fit only to worship her feet! Show her the respect she deserves, or this nice lady-officer will beat your back to a painful pulp with her whip!’

Points to note about this scene:

·     The public humiliation of this prisoner-slave in the stocks by the magnificent master-sir and his equally magnificent girlfriend has the full support and approval of both the Gynarchy Church and State, as, amongst the onlookers are, not just members of the Gynarchy public, but a handsome priest master-sir in his robes and an elderly magistrate master-sir in his top hat.
·     One of the public onlookers, in the familiar form of Ms Mukta madam, is pointing out to the aforementioned magistrate master-sir that the prisoner-slave’s face is perilously close to the young woman’s sock as he kisses her outstretched ballet-flat. Ms Mukta is asking the magistrate master-sir whether he thinks the slave can see the individual stitches in her fellow-female’s sock? The masterful and knowledgeable magistrate master-sir replies that he almost certainly can – and that at the very least he will be able to make out the difference between the stitching in the elasticated top of the young woman’s short, black sock and the finer stitching in the main body of her sock. Both Ms Mukta and the magistrate master-sir gleefully agree that it must be a truly humbling position for the lowly prisoner-slave to find himself in – so close to a superior young woman’s sock that he is obliged to study the details in it; something which no ‘normal’ human being should ever have to concern themselves with since a sock is such a lowly, everyday garment!
·     Meanwhile the uniformed officer-mistress, representing the Gynarchy’s Female Forces of Law and Order, is standing steadfastly with her booted foot resting on the prisoner’s sore and already whipped back. The feel of her boot is a constant reminder to the prisoner-slave, if one is needed, of her power and authority over him, and that, like her black uniform boot and grey uniform sock, her brown leather whip is never far from his back!

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