Key To Longevity

Obedience is the key to survival and longevity in a slave.

Here we see a very old slave who has survived many years of bondage to numerous masters and mistresses. He, of course, wears the mark of the WHIP on his back, but that’s only to be expected. No slave, no matter how hard he tries, can ever please his masters all of the time!

He is currently enslaved to the Adebayo family, and here we see him surrounded by his masters as he kneels at the feet of his master’s 22-year-old adopted daughter, miss Oyinlola madam, who is the apple of her adoptive father’s eye and must therefore be respected every bit as much as the master-sir himself!

The Adebayos are reasonably happy with their elderly houseslave. He was cheap when they bought him almost a year ago, in view of his advanced age, and is still capable of performing his daily chores, such as washing their feet, massaging their feet, handwashing their dirty socks, tongueshining their shoes, sandals and boots etc. He also very much fears the WHIP, which makes him an easy slave to control!

If and when he becomes too old and decrepit to serve them in the manner to which they are accustomed, they can simply sell him (probably for a small profit) to the Gynarchy slave mines, where the State taskmasters and mistresses don’t really care how old and weak a slave is; their WHIPS are guaranteed to get the last ounces of work out of him!

But in the meantime, the slave very much focuses on the menial job in hand, that of washing his pretty mistress Oyinlola madam’s feet, to both her and her father’s satisfaction. If he can achieve that, he will live to serve another day in their happy, slave-owning household!

‘Clean my daughter’s feet very well, slave, or you will soon wear the sting of my husband’s WHIP on your back!’

‘You hear my wife, slave? Wipe my daughter feet clean. My arm is itchin' to ply the WHIP on yoh back!’

‘Yes, master sir. Yes, mistress madam. I will be a good and diligent footslave to miss Oyinlola, sirs. Please don’t beat me, masters?’

Mrs Adebayo madam sucks her teeth in a derisory manner:

‘Shut up your mouf, slave, and obeh your betters!’

Her daughter miss Oyinlola madam says nothing, but we can observe the wry smile on her pretty face. The smile of someone with absolute POWER over another human being – the power to have him WHIPPED!

‘Clean my daughter’s feet very well, slave, or you will soon wear the sting of my husband’s WHIP on your back!’

The obedient slave is a survivor, and fully intends to obey his masters - to the letter!

He has already had to remove miss Oyinlola madam's SNEAKERS and SOCKS from her FEET!

If you look closely, you can see the SWEAT STAINS in the fabric of her SOCKS!

But, the slave can worry about that later, when he is ordered to suck-clean Ms Oyinlola's DIRTY SOCKS!

For now, he must simply listen to Mrs Adebayo's clear and concise instructions, and OBEY them!

The WHIP she refers to is never far from the slave's back in the Adebayo household!

And master Adebayo sir wields a mean WHIP!

‘You hear my wife, slave? Wipe my daughter feet clean. My arm is itchin' to ply the WHIP on yoh back!’

Itchy fingers make for a STINGING WHIP!

Master Adebayo sir's FEET and SANDALS

Haha, I'll wager those HAIRY TOES have been oft-kissed by the kneeling slave in supplication?

As, no doubt, will the TOES of master Adebayo sir's wife - the mistress of the household!

Unlike her husband's, her TOES are SOFT, HAIRLESS and PEDICURED

She is a very feminine lady, Mys Adebayo madam, though she doesn't suffer slaves gladly!

‘TCHHHH! Shut up your mouf, slave, and obeh your betters!’

Meanwhile, the subject of the slave's humble attentions, miss Oyinlola madam, has a wry smile on her pretty face!

A slave's-eye view of her FEET below the waterline!

Her TOES as seen, or rather felt, below the waterline by the humble slave!

Truly, he is surrounded by his betters - his owners the Adebayos!

Haha, no pressure then, slave!

It's not only your back, but your whole future which is at stake if you screw up!

The old fool must be very much hoping he can continue to serve and be pleasing to his masters for many years to come?

Better to KISS and WASH FEET, than to perform hard labour in the underground slave mines!

So keep your head humble and low, slave. And OBEY your MASTERS!


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