Some dungeon visitors just want to sit outside my cell and
preach to me from the Gynarchy Scripture. The stern and devout young woman
sitting in front of me right now, for example, is quoting from the chapter on ‘Socks’,
and on the importance of a slave respecting and admiring his betters’ socks,
and which threatens all kind of harsh punishments should he fail to do so:
‘The slave that doth not observe his master’s SOCKS with
all due diligence shall be WHIPPED, the number of lashes being commensurate
with the number of stitches in his master’s SOCKS!’
Whilst she reads out loud the threatening lines from the Scripture,
she exhorts me to study and admire her SOCKS in accordance with the holy
text, which I obediently and fearfully do, for there must surely be a lot
of stitches in the pretty mistress’s thick, creased SOCKS!
She reads to me for several hours, as the chapter in
Scripture on SOCKS is extremely long!
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Preaching to me from the Chapter on 'Socks' |
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‘The slave that doth not observe his master’s SOCKS with all due diligence shall be WHIPPED... |
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'''the number of lashes being commensurate with the number of stitches in his master’s SOCKS!’ |
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I listen carefully to the wise words of Gynarchy Scripture |
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And obey said Scripture! |
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I diligently observe the SOCKS of the 'master' currently seated in front of me! |
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I count the STITCHES |
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I study the CREASES |
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I contemplate my lowliness in the face of such SUPERIOR SOCKS! |
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The Scripture is right, of course! |
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Any slave that does not study and admire his master's SOCKS, especially whilst kissing their feet... |
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...does indeed deserve the WHIP! For the master's SOCKS are more important than the slave! |