GET IN, Ms Hunter calls out. She expects her slaves to drop to their knees the instant she walks in, when they don?t theres hell to pay. Get you head right down there, and Smooch MY FEET! Im going to instruct you exactly what it means to be my, Ms Hunter instructs him, with her usual air of intimidating self confidence. Lots of wordy indignity, whipping and tramping as Ms Hunter brings his submission. If youre not any use to me, I might as well just snuff you out, she warns, with her shoe pressing down on his .
