Cave Slave

Ms Mukta keeps a slave in a cave. She only visits him occasionally in order to WHIP him and to have him kiss-respect her feet!

The slave cringes in the cave in front of his mistress's legs and WHIP!

She has come to WHIP him...

...and to have him kiss her feet!

He has already felt the biting, burning STING of her lash!

Now it is time for the feet kissing!

The WHIP still hovers close to the slave's back ready to strike again...

...should the cave slave's feetkissing prove unsatisfactory to his mistress!

The slave desperately kisses feet in an effort to avoid more WHIP!

Ms Mukta makes sure he pays slavish, WHIPPED homage to BOTH her feet!

What an eloquent demonstration of pure female power Ms Mukta is...

...ordering her cave slave to kiss her feet, her female voice echoing around the chamber!

Suddenly, she turns to leave the slave to rot in his subterranean cave-hole

now all he can see is the backs of her dirty sneakers

But it's a welcome sight for the cave slave to behold

For it means he has satisfied his mistress with his slavish feetkissing

She, her sneakers, her socks and, most importantly, her WHIP are now departing from his encaved presence

Lord only knows when they will be back again!

It's entirely in the hands of Ms Mukta - like her WHIP!

The slave can only hope and pray he does not have to wait too long for his mistress's return

For, although he fears and detests the WHIP, he fears loneliness even more!

 

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