Taunter With A Whip
































‘Haha! Soon I whip you, slave. Soon you be enormous pain! You cry. You beg mercy. But you get none! Haha! How you feel, slave? You frightened? You pray for mercy? Haha! I laugh at you. You helpless. You in my power! Haha!’

The prisoner-slave confined in the low-lying stocks is indeed in this bright young woman’s power and at her mercy. And he is not just frightened of her – he’s terrified of her! See how he is feverishly kissing her dirty sneakers as she taunts him, in a desperate attempt to elicit sweet feminine mercy in her. But it sounds, and looks, like all his efforts in this regard will be in vain. See how she lovingly fingers her whip above the slave’s head. She loves to whip, and when she put her dirty, grey sneakers and short black sneaker-socks on her pretty feet this morning, she did so in the sure and certain knowledge that she would also be taking her whip with her to the public stocks where she would be applying that whip to a helpless prisoner-slave’s naked back! It is her right, as a female member of the public, to whip him – and so whip him she will, no matter how many times he kisses her sneakers!

The whip shall swish
The whip shall crack
Across the prisoner’s naked back!
His mouth shall scream
His voice shall plea
For mercy from his whipper’s glee.
But still the whip shall fall in waves
Even if the fool behaves!

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