A superb young woman of the Gynarchy mercilessly torments a
helpless and hapless prisoner-slave in the public pillory by painfully poking
him in the eye – much to his gaoler sir’s delight and approval! Especially
since she has never met the prisoner-slave before, bears no particular grudge against him and is, in effect, a complete stranger to
him!
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A member of the public delivers a painful poke in the eye to the pathetic prisoner-slave in the pillory |
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Haha, that's gotta sting? |
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Certainly enough to make the slave's eyes water! |
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A female finger in a maleslave eye! |
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No wonder the prisoner-slave's gaoler sir is laughing with delight at his charge's ignominious predicament! |
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Of course, he has already stung the prisoner with his WHIP! |
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If the slave would only open his watery eyes, this is what he would see |
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The SNEAKERS and SOCKS of his lovely tormentress! |
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SNEAKERS and SOCKS that are crying out to be kissed! |
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Dirty SNEAKERS! |
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But for now, all the selfish slave can do is to instinctively close his eyes in an effort to protect them! |
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It seems he thinks his eyes are more important than his tormentress's feet? |
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He'll soon learn! Even her SOCKS are worth more than him! |
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He is, after all, just a SLAVE! |
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A pilloried, poked SLAVE! |
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A figure of fun! |
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A nothing and a nobody! |
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Whereas his pretty tormentress, whose warm breath he can smell, is a beautiful GODDESS! |
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Albeit a GODDESS with DIRTY SNEAKERS... |
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...and SHORT, BLACK SNEAKER-SOCKS... |
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...that HUG her SHAPELY ANKLES! |
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Wake up, slave! Open your eyes and see what you are missing! |
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Start admiring your tormentress - just as your gaoler-sir is doing! |
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You have a beautiful young woman standing in front of you - laughing at you! |
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Mocking you and tormenting you with her FINGER! |
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Have you nothing to say to her? ... 'M...mercy, m...mistress. I will kiss your feet, m...madam.' |
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Haha, that's better slave. Her feet should indeed be kissed by the likes of you... |
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...a lowly slave! |
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Her feet are better than you! |
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Your feet are clad in ignominious shackles. Her feet are clad in SNEAKERS and SOCKS! |
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So you must indeed pay homage to your pretty tormentress's FEET! |
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To her superior SNEAKERS and SOCKS! |
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The SNEAKERS and SOCKS of VICTORY over you! |