Her Handiwork

A freshly whipped slave demonstrates his respect and fear of his mistress in front of her friends. How they all admire her and her handiwork with the whip!

A slave pays humble, public homage to his mistress's skill and dexterity with the WHIP!

See how the WHIP'S bulbous tip continues to dally with his bare back even as he kisses his whipper's feet!

The WHIP! The WHIP!... Very SORE!

The slave's lowly lips make sure to seek out the dirtiest parts of his mistress's sneakers!

He MUST show respect for his mighty mistress and her WHIP!

His stripes are his shame, as they declare his mistress's displeasure with him!

Ms Mukta brooks no disobedience in her slaves, and has taught this slave a valuable lesson...

...kiss her feet or feel the WHIP!

The view from her husband - master Simon sir.

He very much enjoys watching his lovely wife switching her dirty-sneakered feet in front of the feetkissing slave!

Note how the slave must observe the top of his mistress's white sock at close quarters

Meanwhile the whip continues to play with his sore back

How Ms Mukta's friends all admire her...

...and her skill and dexterity with the WHIP!

The other men in the scene are smiling...

...as they know they, as free men, will never have to kiss feet or feel the kiss of the WHIP on their backs!

They are protected, by law, from such slavish humiliation!

Haha - master simon sir laughs at his wife's slave...

...and the grovelling fool's abject proximity to her WHIP and her SOCK!

 

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