Midnight Counselling

My mistress Mukta kindly visits me in her back garden, wonky stocks late at night before she retires to her warm and comfortable bed with her husband in order to counsel me to get a ‘good night’s sleep’. She gloatingly reminds me that I am to be WHIPPED by her husband, my master-sir, first thing in the morning, and that I shall need all my strength to endure the pain!

She gleefully points out that her husband has even left the black leather WHIP dangling on the fence nearby so that he can have easy access to it in the morning – and she suggests that I should look at the WHIP and remember its POWER as I prepare myself mentally and physically for the onset of its mighty STING!

The reason for my impending WHIPPING is not clear to me – something about an allegation by one of their neighbours that I had ‘disrespected her sock’ by taking my eyes off it whilst I had been kiss-greeting her foot. If true, that would certainly be a whipping offence under the Laws of the Gynarchy, but I really can’t recollect taking my eyes off the sock in question – a beautiful, plain white anklesock with latticed stitching!

Nevertheless, if a neighbour says I disrespected her sock, then the Law states I must be punished! Master Simon sir is quite right to beat me in the morning and to make me stew with fear and trepidation in the meantime. And Ms Mukta madam is perfectly within her rights to order me to both look at the WHIP and then try to get some sleep, even if it inevitably means I shall be having nightmares about the WHIP, and its impending BITE!

When she presents her own BOOTED FOOT to my face for kiss-respecting before leaving, I make sure to keep my eyes firmly affixed to the accompanying SOCK. The mere threat of the WHIP has already had the desired effect of improving my slavish behaviour! Praise be unto the WHIP, and to the master or mistress who wields it!

A jubilant Ms Mukta counsels me to try to get more sleep as she points to the nearby WHIP...

...which, she reminds me, will soon be applied to my back by her mighty husband first thing in the morning!

BOOTS, SOCKS and the WHIP - these are the things that dominate my lowly, enslaved life!

I look at Ms Mukta's DIRTY BOOT as she counsels me...

...and her BROWN SOCK...

...before glancing over towards the WHIP...

...which is resting on the fence...

...as if gathering its own STRENGTH...

...for the task it must perform in the morning, when wielded by Ms Mukta's husband - an excellent WHIPMASTER!

Oh how I fear the WHIP!

When Ms Mukta kindly presents her own BOOTED FOOT for me to kiss-respect...

...I make sure to keep my eyes firmly affixed to her SOCK!

I know I must always respect my betters' SOCKS whilst I am kissing their feet!

I deserve to be punished, therefore, for allegedly disrespecting the neighbour's SOCK!

And my slavish submissiveness is all thanks to the WHIP! Praise be unto the MIGHTY WHIP, and its STING!
 

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