Uber Scary!

Kissing the feet of stranger dungeon-visitors through the bars of my cell door is scary enough. But when my gaoler master-sir accepts a bribe from a stranger to let them into my cell, and gives them his WHIP to play with, it’s uber-scary!

Needless to say, at such times I must show the utmost respect for the visiting master-sir or mistress-madam, who has actually paid to humiliate me! 

A visiting master-sir has bribed my gaoler master-sir to let him into my dungeon cell, with the use of his WHIP!

The gaoler-sir then retreats to his office, leaving me alone in my cell with the visitor!

I kiss the man's feet...

...in an effort to demonstrate my slavish fear and respect for him...

...and perchance to elicit manly mercy in him...

...though, if he has indeed paid to WHIP me, it is more than likely he shall proceed with his desire to do so!

'M... mercy, m... master-sir. P...please don't beat me, s... sir. I prostrate myself at your m... mercy, sir!'

Better to kiss feet, than feel WHIP. I learnt that lesson a long time ago!

The man, at first, says nothing...

...merely switching his feet several times beneath my grovelling face!

'Now turn around, slave, and present your back to me.'

I obey the master-sir's instructions, and tremble as I hear the familiar SWISH of the gaoler's WHIP being unfurled!

'Oh p...pray, m... master sir. Not the WHIP, I prithee!'

'I will kiss your boots, sir. T...truly I am in your p...power and at your m...mercy, sir!

The WHIP cracks behind me, its dreaded snap echoing off the walls and its BURNING STING suddenly spreading across my back!

The master-sir whips well. Clearly an expert with the WHIP!

All POWER to him!

Behind me, I can just make out his SOCKS!

I cry out unmanfully with the PAIN!

Much to the master-sir's PLEASURE, it would seem!

He clearly loves to WHIP!

I shall kiss those BOOTS again, and study those SOCKS, when my WHIPPING is over!


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