Smoke Gets In Your Eyes

A young woman torments a slave at the whipping post by blowing her cigarette smoke directly into his face just as he is about to be whipped by his master-sir, her manly boyfriend.

Meanwhile another man, a voyeur, shouts mockingly and excitedly at the hapless slave, from behind the safety of a fence:

‘Haha, you’re gonna be whipped, slave! WHIPPED! Haha, how d’ya like them apples, boy? The WHIP is a-comin’ your way! The WHIP, I say! The WHIP!... Your master’s WHIP!’

Smoke, mocking and laughter

Everyone is looking forward to witnessing the slave's impending WHIPPING!

All the slave can see, through his smoke-sore eyes, are the feet of his mistress...

...in their brown leather ballet flats...

...the loafer and sock of the shouty, mocking master-sir from behind the fence

‘Haha, the WHIP, slave!...The WHIP!... You’re goin’ to be WHIPPED!... Haha!’

The slave's master-sir savours his power...

...a power afforded to him by the WHIP...

...and his BOOTS!

Haha, how helpless the slave is - at the mercy of his betters...

...bracing himself for the searing STING of the WHIP...

...a WHIP that may well be applied to the backs of his legs as well as his shoulderblades!

It all depends on his master's boots...

...and the stranger's socks...

...and the mistress's ballet-flats!

This slave would do well to kiss-respect each and every one of them, after his WHIPPING is completed!


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