Supervising His Punishment





































This prisoner-slave has just been whipped, and the night-shift prison nurse is now monitoring the second part of his punishment, which is that he must kiss feet 50,000 times. She volunteered to monitor and audit this second part of the prisoner’s punishment because she loves having her feet kissed by the dirty prisoner-slaves!

And speaking of dirty, note how her scrubs uniform is dirty and stained – as, indeed, are her shoes. That’s because Gynarchy prison nurses don’t have to observe basic standards of hygiene. Nobody cares if the prisoners’ wounds get infected since they are being punished anyway. The Gynarchy prison nurse isn’t there to tend to the prisoners. She is employed to look after the female guards, particularly if a guard-mistress accidentally hurts herself whilst beating a prisoner-slave e.g. pulls a muscle or is inadvertently caught by a glancing blow of the whip! The painkillers in her medical bag are not for the likes of the whipped prisoner-slave in front of her – though he could surely do with some!

If you’re wondering, the prisoner is only up to footkiss number 3476. Only 46, 524 to go. And this particular nurse-mistress is very fussy about what constitutes a proper, respectful kiss to her foot. The prisoner’s lackey lips must touch her shoe simultaneously; they must remain affixed on her shoe for 1 full second; the kiss must be audible throughout the cell; and after he has raised his lips from her shoe the prisoner-slave must wait a full 3 seconds before repeating the humbling act. If any of the above stipulations fail to apply to any given footkiss, she makes him repeat it. It’s going to be a long, painful and deeply humiliating night for him!

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