Her Pride And Joy
Ms Mukta madam is once again showing me off to a friend - her whipped, caged footslave! She invites her friend to place her sneakered foot through the bars of my basement cage for me to kiss-respect, which she promptly does (and I promptly do!) I then overhear the young-woman wearer of the sneakers politely asking if she could watch whilst my mistress Mukta whips me, to which my mistress proudly replies she would be only too happy to whip me for her friend's delectation! As my mistress Mukta temporarily leaves the basement to fetch her pride and joy - her dreaded WHIP - I implore the young woman visitor to have mercy on me, and humbly beseech her not to have me whipped! I even resort to feverishly kissing her on the sock! But she just laughs at me and says no amount of sock-kissing shall spare me from the whip, as she is going to enjoy watching me suffer! I continue to kiss her fancy, flowery-themed sock regardless, because it is the right thing for an about-to-be-whipped slave to ...