Where The Real Power Lies
In this scene, the whipmaster may be a burly man, but it is with the woman that the real power lies. Hence the slave, wisely, kisses her feet as he begs for sweet feminine mercy!
This elderly slave knows where the real power lies |
And is with his mistress, not her whipmaster! |
Hence he grovels and fawns to his mistress's feet... |
...showering her shiny shoes with supplicating kisses... |
...his nugatory nose nuzzling her bright golden shoe-buckles... |
...as he pleads not to be WHIPPED! |
Meanwhile, the professional whipmaster employed by the mistress waits with his mighty weapon in hand... |
...his WHIP! |
You'd think, given the whipmaster's evident power and strength... |
...that it would be his shoes the slave would be grovelling over? |
But it is the slave's mistress who shall decide his fate |
In her, resides all the POWER! |
So the slave does wisely to kiss her shoes... |
...and to blubber over them for mercy! |
The mistress clearly likes having her shoes kissed |
You can see it in her pretty face! |
So keep on kissing, slave! |
It is your only hope of avoiding the STING of the WHIP! |