Patheticus Minimus 3D

A magnificent, fat master-sir mercilessly mocks me in the stocks in the local shopping mall whilst his pretty girlfriend watches on gleefully! He manfully points out the sign on my set of stocks that denotes me as a ‘slave’, and kindly explains to me (as if I didn’t already know) that it means I have to do everything he says! I notice that the fabulous, fat master-sir is wearing white, low-top sneakers with black socks, and I hope and pray (internally, of course) that he doesn’t make me kiss his shoes and socks! Fortunately, the master sir instead orders me to kiss his beautiful girlfriend’s feet, and since she is wearing white hi-tops with white socks, that’s not so bad!  'Look, boy! It says 'slave'!... ...that means you gotta do whatever I say!' I am certainly in no position to argue with the master-sir, not least because he is merely stating the obvious! I notice his black socks and white sneakers... ...and hope against hope that he doesn't order me to kiss ...

A Gynarchy mistress prefers to sit on her slave, rather than her normal chair. Which is fair enough, of course, since he is just another part of the furniture! It’s also good because it gives the slave the opportunity to study his mistress’s SOCKS at close quarters, as every Gynarchy slave should continuously be doing! She uses her slave as a subhuman chair It may not be the most comfortable chair she has ever sat on And it certainly isn't comfortable for the 'chair' But it does  help to emphasise his lowly status in his mistress's household... ...as just another piece of her furniture! Fortuitously, it also affords the slave ample opportunity to study his mistress's SOCKS! Every slaqve should be familiarising himself with the SOCKS of his master or mistress... ...since their SOCKS are unique and personal to them... ...once imbued with their DNA! The fool's humble head must alternate between the two SOCKS His humbling view of her RIGHT SOCK! Haha, he's lit...

The WHIP is a source of endless fascination in every Righteous household – be it Low Righteous or High Righteous. It’s hardly surprising, given the POWER invested in the Righteous master-sir by the WHIP, and the abject FEAR and SUFFERING induced in the household slave by the same WHIP. Here we see two men discussing the efficacy of the WHIP. Well, one magnificent man – the master-sir - and one pathetic male creature – the slave – who is pathetic precisely because he is subject to his master’s WHIP! Let's listen in to their conversation as the slave kisses his master’s feet – beneath the WHIP! ‘Fear thee my WHIP, slave! For it breaketh and humbleth thee. Aye, thou are truly subject to its power, and mine by dint of it!’ ‘Oh pray master-sir, if it pleaseth thee master-sir, this slave is truly subject to thee and thy mighty WHIP, master. Oh the STING ! Oh the PAIN ! Thou WHIPPEST very well, sir! Oh pray, master-sir! Oh beg! No more WHIP, I prithee? Truly I fear it, sir, and sh...

Modern apartment – same old slavery! Even in the ultra-modern Gynarchy, a footslave must still kneel in between his mistress’s feet and humbly study her SOCKS! The apartment may be modern; the young woman who owns it beautiful; but there is still a slave kneeling in between her feet... ...oblivious to his mistress's beauty... ...other than the beauty of her SOCKS! Haha, what a sad loser! A sockieboy-simpleton! A silly sock-slavey! All he is good for is studying, and caring for, his pretty mistress's SOCKS! He studies the fine STITCHING in her SHORT, BLACK SOCKS whilst she is seated at the table above him He has 'SOCK on the brain'! His world revolves around SOCKS - the SOCKS of his mistress! His humble head bobs between SOCKS... ...as he periodically contemplates his SOCK-LOWLINESS! The fool dare not even think  of his mistress above the SOCKS! He knows his place - and it's with his mistress's SOCKS! Subliminally, SHE knows it too! She knows he is down at heel, ...