Gift Scourge

Ms Mukta introduces her slave to her new WHIP – a bloody SCOURGE – which has been gifted to her by a Gynarchy monk master-sir. The latter delights in witnessing the desired effects of the SCOURGE on the elderly slave, who falls to his knees and feverishly kisses his pretty mistress’s feet in a desperate attempt to curry favour with her and thus, possibly, to avoid any further contact with his mistress’s new SCOURGE-WHIP!

The monk-sir laughs at the pathetic slave's feverish kissing of his mistress's feet

He delights in the effects of the SCOURGE not just on the slave's back, but on his demeanour

The SCOURGE has ensured the slave's respect, fear and obedience towards his mistress!

Better to kiss feet than to be SCORGED!

The SCOURGE - such a mighty instrument of FEMALE POWER!

Kissing female feet and begging for mercy...

...but unlikely to receive any!

The monk-sir would certainly like to see more SCOURGE being applied to the slave's back...

...tearing at his flesh!

The monk-sir's masterful sandals and feet

Ms Mukta deliberately dangles the bloody end of the scourge on the nape of the slave's kneeling neck

Kiss feet...kiss feet...must kiss feet!...

M...mercy, mistress...M...mercy!

Do you think the mistress's bright red sock reminds the slave of his bloody SCOURGE-WOUNDS?

The SOCK is something to be admired; the SCOURGE is something to be feared!

 

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