In The Dog House

Ms Mukta madam is showing off her household slave’s new accommodation to her friend, Aneka. She is explaining that her husband, Simon, had decided he couldn’t stand having the slave living indoors with them any more because of the stench. He had therefore built a dog house for the slave at the bottom of the wasteland at the back of their house.

Ms Aneka madam says she totally understands, as slaves do smell, but she thinks master Simon sir has been very generous to the slave, and that the dog house is almost ‘palatial’ – or, at least, it would be for a real dog; maybe not for a human being?

The girls both laugh. Meanwhile the ‘dog’ is, appropriately enough, down on all fours feverishly kissing and nuzzling Ms Aneka’s boots and socks – and not just because he is always glad to have some female company, but because he knows very well that in this household a slave must show respect for his mistress’s guests. Otherwise he really will be in the dog house!














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