Nothing More Relaxing

If you are a young woman of the Gynarchy, there can surely be nothing more relaxing than laying back in the shade with your feet up and an ice cold drink whilst watching an old slave man toiling under the heat of the midday sun – and under the heat of his overseer’s whip!

Note how the bright and intelligent, young woman has deliberately left her heavy boots and socks on. That’s because she fully intends to have the slave lick her dirty boots, and smell her sweaty socks, at the conclusion of his backbreaking toil – and, again, he shall do so under the warmth of the whip!



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