Cruellest

Of all the foothole-prison guards, officer mistress Ms Mukta madam is probably the cruellest, limiting her contact with the prisoners to the kissing of her boots and the occasional glimpse of her female-authoritative socktops.

I can see much-feared officer mistress Ms Mukta madam approaching my foothole cell down the gloomy prison corridor

Her truncheon is at the ready!

But I know from previous bitter experience that the most likely scenario is that she wants her boots kissed

The uniform boots stop directly in front of the 'humble hatch' at the bottom of my cell door

Sure enough, her right boot is the first to be unceremoniously shoved onto my waiting prisoner-mouth

Followed swiftly by her left boot. Her grey, uniform socktop is just visible above the bootrim

Such POWER over a helpless, incarcerated prisoner-slave at her booted feet!

She switches feet several times in front of my confined face, but cruelly says nothing

It's as if I am not worthy of her conversation...

...only her BOOTS and SOCKS!

I look up to officer mistress Ms Mukta madam's SOCKS - both literally and spiritually!

These are the BOOTS and SOCKS of female authority

They MUST be respected and obeyed!

Otherwise I shall feel the wrath of the pretty officer mistress's TRUNCHEON!

As silently as she came, officer mistress Ms Mukta madam turns to leave me

My only human contact of the day is ended!

I watch forlornly as her BOOTS and SOCKS disappear back down the gloomy corridor

My humbling and impotent view of officer Mistress Mukta's departing BOOTS and SOCKS! How CRUEL!


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