His Slave Is Her Slave

A Gynarchy priest sir kindly explains to a visiting parishioner that his slave is her slave, and that she should feel free to use the whip if the slave is not to her satisfaction!

Said slave, meanwhile, humbly kisses one of the visitor's sneakers whilst she rests her other sneakered foot on his head and neck - further reinforcing the message to the pretty guest that he is very much her slave as well as the slave of his master-sir, as she is an esteemed guest in his master's home!

The female parishioner is suitably joyful!

'My slave is your slave, my dear! Please feel free to use the whip on him, if you so desire it?'

'Haha - that's right, slave boy! Kiss our guest's feet!...

...And kiss them very well, if you wish to avoid the almighty sting of her WHIP!'

The frightened slave kisses the guest's sneaker

He MUST satisfy this bright and intelligent young woman with his slavish humility and obedience!

Otherwise his master-sir will be sure to whip him later, even if she doesn't!

And this household slave very much fears the WHIP!

Haha - even the girl's sock is higher than him!

For it is the sock of a goddess, resting on the neck of a slave!

Observe how wide-eyed with fear and humility the slave is!

All he can see and smell is female sneaker leather!

And all he can hear is the triumphalist giggling of the sneaker-wearer...

...as well as his master-sir's merriment!

The frightened face of a footkissing slave - dominated by sneaker and sock!


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