What Do You Think Of My New Socks, Slave?
‘What do you think of my new socks, slave? Do you like them? Do you think you will like looking at them while you are tongue-shining my dirty sneakers?’
‘Oh pray, pretty mistress, if it pleases you pretty mistress Mukta madam. Oh pray! Oh your new socks! Oh the flowers! Oh the creases! Oh the stitching! Truly they are a magnificent pair of socks on your feet mistress, and never did a bunch of flowers smell so sweet and fragrant as the flowers on your socks, madam, if it pleases you madam? Please don’t beat me, mistress!’