Cardinal Sinner

In one of the Gynarchy’s gloomy, dungeon cells a highly-respected cardinal and his…erm… ‘niece’, are visiting a sinner-slave in the stocks so that the bright, young woman may have her boots kissed and worshipped. They don’t know the prisoner from Adam – they just wanted any old prisoner-slave to dominate and humiliate, and the authorities kindly recommended this one.

Points to note about this scene:

Ø  Everyone is enjoying the sight of the young blonde woman having her brown leather boots kissed – everyone, that is, apart from the lowly and confined bootkisser!
Ø  However, at least one of the female guards has her whip drawn and ready to strike the prisoner-slave across his bare, kneeling back. There is a steely determination in her eyes that the wretched prisoner will show all due to respect to the cardinal’s niece
Ø  Said niece is able to rest one of her booted feet on a comfortable footrest whilst holding up her other boot to be kiss-respected by the slave. Her comfort and pleasure is in stark contrast to the discomfort and suffering of the slave. And deliberately so – the authorities have thought of everything.
Ø  See how the elderly, male, prisoner-governor is peering discreetly through the bars of the cell, delighted, it would seem, that all is going well with the esteemed visitors

Yes, the fool in the stocks is being made a mockery of. He has no choice but to comply with the wishes of his betters, for he is well and truly outnumbered, and outclassed, in this pleasing little vignette!


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