Power Of The Righteous Whip

My Righteous mistress taunts me in the stocks:

‘Soon my husband cometh to WHIP thee, sinner slave! Thy back shall shine with the burning glow from his WHIP! What thinkest thou, slave? Wilt thou endure the WHIP’s mighty STING, or wilt beneath its POWER? Art thou man, or menial? Haha, the WHIP shall determine it!’

‘Oh pray, most Righteous mistress, if it pleaseth thee, most Righteous mistress, this slave shall indubitably wilt beneath the power of thy mighty and magnificent husband’s whip, madam, on account of this slave being a weakling madam, begging thy most Righteous pardon and forgiveness, mistress madam?’

‘Haha, then suffer, slave! Thy screams and pleas for mercy shall be music to mine ears. For thou art vile, and I be pure! Thy back shall be the canvas for my husband’s WHIP. May the Lord have mercy on thee, for my husband shall not!’

‘I thank thee, mistress. God bless thy husband, Righteous mistress. For he be the arbiter of my fate, madam. I kiss thy boots, mistress madam.’

‘Soon my husband cometh to WHIP thee, sinner slave!...Wilt thou endure the WHIP’s mighty STING?'...

...or wilt beneath its POWER? Art thou man, or menial? Haha, the WHIP shall determine it!’

‘Oh pray, most Righteous mistress, if it pleaseth thee, most Righteous mistress, this slave shall indubitably wilt beneath the power of thy mighty and magnificent husband’s whip, madam!'

 'I kiss thy boots, mistress madam.’

The WHIP that shall soon be bound to my BACK!

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