Patheticus Minimus 3D

Eschewing modern forms of transport as they do, Righteous masters and mistresses often use their slaves as a means of transport. Here we see a (heavy) Righteous master-sir doing just that, whilst two Righteous women (one High Righteous, one Low Righteous) giggle and laugh at the hapless, horse-like slave beneath him. Note how the slave-fool must breathe in his master’s stinky-foot and musty-sandal air, as the master uses his fat ankles to control the slave’s direction – one tap to the slave’s right cheek to go right, one tap to the left cheek to turn left. The master also uses his WHIP to control the slave’s speed. Woe betide the slave if he fails to give his master a smooth ride! The women laugh at the hapless slave as he must haul his heavy master-sir along the street The slave's Righteous master uses the WHIP and his legs to control the slave Haha - what an ignominious position for the slave to be in! When he looks down, all he can see are his master's sandalled feet! I ...

Throughout the Gynarchy, free men are impressing their womenfolk with their POWER and MASTERY over their slaves – a POWER and MASTERY afforded to them by their WHIPS! Here we see a slave ‘thanking’ his mighty master-sir for WHIPPING him, and complimenting him on his skill and dexterity with the WHIP – all in front of his WHIPPER’S girlfriend. The girl is goading the slave: ‘Haha, that right, slave! You kiss my boyfriend feet. He conquer you with WHIP! He a somebody. You a nobody. Haha, you just a whipped nobody!’ Oh how galling, oh how humiliating for the slave! Yet the young woman clearly speaks the truth! Meanwhile the sweaty master-sir remains unmoved by his slave’s pathetic penitence and submissiveness. He’s a man with a WHIP, and he will be OBEYED!  ‘Haha, that right, slave! You kiss my boyfriend feet. He conquer you with WHIP!'  Kissing my conqueror's sweaty, outstretched foot His foot is sweaty because of the sweat he built up whilst WHIPPING me! The mas...

Ms Mukta and her magnificent husband, master Simon sir, love the fact that they can witness a prisoner-slave suffering in the stocks from their comfortable bed through their hotel bedroom window! Currently they are watching the hapless slave prepare himself for the inevitable STING of his gaoler’s LASH! Mukta hopes the lashing will go on for a long time! Admiring the view of the town square from their bedroom window A prisoner-slave in the public stocks is about to be PUNISHED - so it is free entertainment for them! Ms Mukta's HOLIDAY SOCKS Master Simon sir's BLACK SOCKS Dirty SHOES on the bed! The couple watch on in eager anticipation... ...as the slave's gaoler-sir stands behind him with his WHIP in hand! The view beyond master Simon sir's SOCK! The hapless prisoner-slave in the kneeling stocks! He hears his gaoler master-sir behind him advising him that he is about to be WHIPPED... ...though he can't, of course, see the gaoler-sir instinctively pointing to hi...