What A Slave Is For

21-year-old Ms Fadekemi madam summons me to the living room to perform a menial task for her that she cannot be bothered to do for herself. Her mother, Ms Adefolake madam, encourages her.

‘Slave!... Slave!... Come here!’

‘You summoned me, Ms Fadekemi madam?’

‘Straighten my SOCK!’

‘Obey my daughter, slave. Straighten her SOCK. And straighten it very well!’

‘Yes Ms Adefolake madam. Yes Ms Fadekemi madam. Please don’t beat me madams?’

I gingerly touch Ms Fadekemi’s wonky SOCK in order to straighten it for her, a task she would have been perfectly capable of carrying out for herself! Then again, that’s what a slave is for – to carry out those menial, everyday tasks and chores which his masters can’t be bothered to do for themselves!

Ms Adefolake madam and her daughter, Ms Fadekemi madam, are seated on their living room sofa, concentrating on their phones and laptops respectively

‘Slave!... Slave!... Come here!’

Whenever Ms Fadekemi madam summons me, I must come crawling on my hands and knees!

‘You summoned me, Ms Fadekemi madam?’

‘Straighten my SOCK!’

‘Obey my daughter, slave. Straighten her SOCK. And straighten it very well!’

‘Yes Ms Adefolake madam. Yes Ms Fadekemi madam. Please don’t beat me madams?’

I set about my humbling and demeaning task under the close scrutiny of Ms Fadekemi's mother, my mistress

Ms Fadekemi herself seems uninterested in my feeble efforts to straighten her SOCK...

...and, mercifully, her mother, my mistress Adefolake madam, must be satisfied, as she resumes her phone scrolling

Meanwhile, I must concentrate intently on the humble task in hand

Just one false move, one inadvertent slip of a slave finger onto skin, will likely lead to the WHIP!


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