My Day Off

It’s the morning after my rainy night in the stocks, and Ms Mukta madam walks stealthily across the damp, dewy grass in order to ask me how I had liked it – being confined in the low-lying stocks all night in the pouring rain? She enquires as to whether I had slept well, and then gaily informs me that she herself had slept ‘like a log’ in her nice, warm bed next to her husband, my master – master Simon sir.

I’m pleased to report that this morning Ms Mukta is wearing a fresh pair of socks, which I notice as I once again am required to kiss-respect her sneakered feet. As I do so, my mistress informs me that she is going to leave me in the stocks all day, as she and her husband have no urgent work for me to do. She explains that they are taking their pet dog, Rufus, out for a run in the local park, before heading off to visit relatives for the rest of the day. I can therefore ‘lie all day long in the dirt on my belly, like a worm’, for all she cares!

I thank my mistress Mukta kindly for kindly granting me the day off.














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