Mocking Me To My Confined Face

After the muscular master-sir has finished with me, regular visitor to my pillory, Ms Mukta madam, mocks me to my confined face, grabbing hold of my chin and asking me how I had liked it – being WHIPPED by a stranger, and by a man to boot? I humbly confess to mistress Mukta madam that I had liked it, but not that much madam, since the master-sir WHIPPED very well, and the lingering STING of his WHIP on the backs of my legs is considerable, if she would be so kind and understanding and begging her female pardon and forgiveness madam?

She laughs out loud at me. I can smell curry on my tormentress’s breath as I stare admiringly down at her SNEAKERS and SOCKS from my ignominious wooden window.

Asking me how I had liked it...

...being WHIPPED by a strange man?

Don't I feel shame and humiliation at my helplessness?

The muscular master-sir has certainly left his mark on me with his WHIP!

I confess to regular visitor Ms Mukta madam that I am in a goodly amount of pain, begging her female forgiveness?

As I confess, I stare down admiringly at her SNEAKERS and SOCKS...

...just as I had done previously at the BOOTS of my WHIPPER!

Ms Mukta's LEFT SOCK, I notice, is particularly CREASED around her ANKLE!

Such a FABULOUS PAIR of SOCKS...

...on a FABULOUS young woman!

It is very kind of her to enquire as to my POST-WHIPPING WELLBEING...

...though I know full well, of course, that it is merely FAUX-SYMPATHY on her part. And rightly so, for I'm just a PILLORIED SLAVE being PUNISHED!


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