Mere Threat Of The Whip

Ms Mukta demonstrates to her female friends the efficacy of the mere threat of the WHIP on a male slave!

‘Perhaps the WHIP will remind you of your place, slave?... Kiss my foot!’

'Kiss my foot, slave!'

Ms Mukta ably demonstrated the power of the WHIP...

...even the mere THREAT of the WHIP causes the frightened old slave to obediently kiss her foot!

He cares not that he is being humiliated in front of her female friends - he must do all in his pathetic power to avoid the biting, burning STING of the WHIP!

The shoe and sock of one of the onlookers

How she despises the weak old slave man...

...afraid of the WHIP!

such is the POWER of the WHIP to reduce a man to tears...

...and to grovelling...

...before a female sock!

Meanwhile, another pretty mistress looks on...

...bemused and delighted by the POWER of the FEMALE WHIP!

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