Fitting Recipient of the Whip's Sting

The heavily pregnant customer-mistress is not averse to giving me a few fresh cuts of the whip as she eagerly directs my lickshining of her boots. Meanwhile her husband – the manly man who is responsible for her happy condition – watches me like a hawk in order to ensure I show his pregnant wife proper footslavish respect and obey her every command.

He will never know the stinging rebuke of her whip! That’s because she loves him. She despises me, on the other hand, and thus sees me as a fitting recipient of the whip’s sting. And rightly so, for I am just an impotent old slaveman. I should be whipped by my customers – and often!








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