A bright young woman delights in informing me that I am to
be WHIPPED the following morning after a night spent in the hugely
uncomfortable ‘wonky’ stocks. She even offers me faux advice and sympathy.
I am just honoured that she is spending some of her precious
and superior female time with me, even if it is merely to taunt and mock me.
She even shows me the WHIP that will be used on me, and has me kiss it – although
it’s not entirely clear to me if she will be the one wielding the WHIP
tomorrow?
I certainly hope so, as I sense that she would WHIP well!
After she has finished mocking me, she kindly lets me kiss
her BOOTS, before leaving me to stew with her female words (and her female
laughter) echoing in my maleslave ears.
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Mocking me and showing me the WHIP that will allegedly be used on my back the following day |
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The young woman delights in wanting me with the sight of the WHIP... |
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...a MULTITHONGED WHIP she says is destined for my BACK! |
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As well as the WHIP, I can see her BOOT and SOCK |
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Both look manky and well-worn! |
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The young woman orders me to KISS the WHIP! |
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I hastily obey. Better to KISS THE WHIP than to FEEL THE KISS OF THE WHIP! |
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How she laughs out loud at me - the pathetic kisser of the WHIP! |
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The WHIP which she holds in her pretty hand! |

And which she
claims will be used on my back on the morrow!
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After the WHIP-KISSING, comes the inevitable BOOT-KISSING |
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Before she turns her back on me and leaves me to stew in my thoughts and fears of the WHIP! |