Torn
The smart, young businesswoman politely asks the Gynarchy monk if she can try out her new whip, purchased for her by her fiancée, on the prisoner-slave in the stocks.
The cruel monk is only too happy to indulge the young woman, and is lustfully looking forward to witnessing his prisoner writhe in the stocks under the biting sting of the female whip!
Meanwhile the fool in the stocks is torn between studying his prospective whipper’s spike-heeled shoes and her spiked whip as he kisses her outstretched foot and begs for sweet feminine mercy. Ha! Ha! Never mind – it will soon be his naked back that is torn rather than his stupid, indecisive brain!