Bit Player

A bright and beautiful young woman of the Gynarchy thoroughly enjoys her moment in the limelight as she is interviewed by a Gynarchy TV reporter about the joys of humiliating prisoner-slaves in the public stocks. She is asked if she doesn’t feel any sympathy for the prisoner-slave confined in the stocks at her feet, and she cheerily replies that she does not, as he is just a slave (though she admits to not knowing, or caring, why he is being punished thus!)

Meanwhile members of the Gynarchy public either enjoy watching the scene or simply going about their daily business, whilst, in the shadows, the representatives of the Gynarchy Church and State watch over proceedings with approval.

Enjoying her moment of fame...

...and being the centre of attention!

The hapless and humiliated prisoner-slave in the public stocks is less enamoured by the publicity...

...especially as his humble, imprisoned head is being used as a footrest by the young-woman star of the broadcast!

Even her sock has a staring role above his head!

Meanwhile, the familiar sneakers and socks of regular stocks-tormentress, Ms Mukta madam, watch on

I'll wager that the hapless prisoner-slave will be required to kiss-respect those dirty sneakers at some point today!

If he has not had to do so already?

And Ms Mukta isn't the only one itching for their feet to be kissed!

The gloating, skinny master sir is likewise waiting in the wings...

...for his sneakers and socks to be humbly kiss-respected by the lowly prisoner-slave!

I'll wager also that the scuzzy shoes and stockings of the gaoler master-sir have already been kissed by the prisoner...

...encouraged to do so, no doubt, by the gaoler's WHIP!

But, for now, the gaoler-sir appears content just to eavesdrop on the interview

Life goes on as normal in the town square...

...with the representatives of the Gynarchy Church and State giving their approval to the prisoner-slave's public humiliation

But said slave only has himself to blame for his penalizing predicament!

He must have upset the Gynarchy authorities somehow...

...and thus earned himself the indignity...

...of being a bit player to a bright young woman's sneakers and socks!


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