Lately I’ve been trying to get in touch with my feminine side. In fact, it is fair to say that I am a feminist in the truest sense of the word. When it comes to wages for example, I have always been a champion of equal pay for the sexes. With equality in mind, since I don’t pay my male slaves anything, it is only fair that I treat my female slaves the same way and give them absolutely nothing more than the occasional kick or other harsh admonishment.
There is one disturbing fact regarding my Zoey slave and that is that she actually volunteered for the position. This volunteer business somehow flies in the face of tradition. I have always imagined slavery to involve a certain amount of coercion. And then there is the whole “ownership” thing. I have to say that I really don’t want the responsibility of ownership.
Ownership involves supplying food, lodging and the necessities of life. Zoey is more than capable of taking care of those details herself.
So there you have it, I am indeed a feminist and proud of it. Just look at how Borderline is shining in the sun! It’s the first time she has ever been cleaned (I’m talking about the boat here).