Drunken Power
Late at night, a superb young woman of the Gynarchy – A Gynarchy Goth-mistress – drunken with power, mocks me in the town pillory by taunting me with her can of beer and asking me if I’m thirsty and would I like a drop? Of course, she has no intention of sharing her beer with me. And rightly so, for I’m just a slave!
Meanwhile, a Gynarchy magistrate master-sir looks on approvingly
at her merciless taunting and teasing of me.
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Taunting me in the pillory... |
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...by faux-offering me a can of cold beer! |
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To be honest, I'd much rather taste the sweat from her socks... |
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...the sweat of a Gynarchy goth-girl! |
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Hallowed sweat! |
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She sticks her tongue out at me, thereby displaying her disrespect for me |
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Meanwhile, a Gynarchy magistrate master-sir looks on at the young woman's drunken antics with tacit approval |
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He enjoys seeing prisoner-slaves in the pillory mocked and taunted by the townsfolk |
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I'll wager the unfortunate slave wishes he could lap up the goth-girl's shoeleather! |
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Such a pretty girl... |
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...drunk with power! |