My magnificent Japanese master sir taunts me with his WHIP:
‘Haha, you like my whip, slave? You want more whip?’
‘Oh pray master sir. I kiss your feet, master sir. Please
don’t whip me, sir. I fear your whip, sir!’
Better to kiss feet than feel whip, I always say!
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| ‘Haha, you like my whip, slave?... | 
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| ...You want more whip?’ | 
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| ‘Oh pray master sir. I kiss your feet, master sir... | 
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| ...Please don’t whip me, sir... | 
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| ...I fear your whip, sir!’ | 
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| Better to kiss feet than feel WHIP, I always say! | 
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| So, I kiss my master's feet... | 
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| ...in an effort to avoid more WHIP! | 
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| Feet, or the WHIP? | 
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| My only choice! |