She Loves Her Husband

She loves her husband; she loves to whip her slave. In fact, the two are linked – for whipping her slave always makes her feel loving and horny, towards her husband!

Ms Mukta loves her husband. And why wouldn't she? He is, after all, a magnificent man!

Likewise, she loves to WHIP her slave

And again, why wouldn't she? He is, after all, a pathetic excuse for a man!

He has lived his whole life under the WHIP! And always will!

The WHIP!

Shhe how the WHIP's mighty STING is etched on his face as he must kneel behind his mistress's feet...

...and stare at the tops of her socks...

...studying the stitching in her socks through his squinted eyes...

...and, indeed, with his pained face not a million miles away from the socks of his magnificent master-sir...

...as the latter lovingly embraces his wife high above the whipped slave!

The slave has been well and truly laid low by the WHIP

And rightly so, for he belongs on the floor, on his hands and knees, behind his betters' shoes and socks...

...as they lovingly embrace one another

The WHIP remains a constant threat to the slave!

It is never far from his back, just as his mistress's socks are never far from his face!

Better to obediently study sock, than to feel WHIP!

 

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