The shape of things to come

Delightful, curvy shapes. It’s another science fiction special. In the future, it seems, captions will be much longer and wordier than in the CtD posts we know today.

Still having some problems with my excessively strict (oo-er) spam filter. I’ve approved all the requests, so if you requested, try again (preferably from the same IP address). To request access, just try posting something and if it blocks you, you can put a little message to show you’re not spam – try avoiding words like casino, bitcoin or references to making money fast, yeah? It’s not that hard to demonstrate that you’re human – I’ve been getting away with it all my life. It shouldn’t keep on rejecting you, but if it does… well, you should be used to that by now, loser, right?

I don’t understand why the Cylons didn’t just let Number 6 handle the whole thing – there’d have been no need to nuke humanity and render their worlds deserted, radioactive wastelands like that. OK, maybe just a little nuking, just to show how deliciously strict she could be…
It’s going to take a while for her to become accustomed to the modern world – and just a little time longer to subdue it.
The Themiscyran occupation will be just as oppressive and brutal, but a lot more fun.
One small step for her, end of the world for mankind.
When her giant, heavily-armed spaceship appeared in the skies above Earth, authorities worried that everyone would panic, but fortunately only half the population is panicking and that’s fine – it’s easily manageable with her help.

You know, if asked to choose the greatest TV science fiction goddess, I would be torn between Cylon Number 6, with her ethereal cold beauty and razor sharp machine mind, able to unleash fleets of killer robots, and Zev, part (liberated) sex slave, part savage cluster lizard, here seen in command of the greatest weapon of destruction in the two universes. Not that I’d get to decide you understand… but just being torn between the two of them would be honour enough for one brief agonising moment.

It’s a chance to start afresh, get things right and create the perfect society.

Inferior angles

She needs to be able to trust you’ll always do as you’re told and for your part, you can trust her never to make you do anything she doesn’t want you to do, OK?
It’s a matter of priorities. Would you rather participate in ninety minutes of male shouting about some silly thing getting kicked around or go and watch the football?
It can be hard to find good masturbation gloves. My SO’s needed a new pair for months, but she can’t seem to find any she likes enough to buy. It must be very frustrating for her.
Dommes can get funny about dressing up as nazis. I mean, it’s just a bit of sexy cosplay, right? I asked one once – oh… what was her name? Mistress Hannah, was it? Or Esther or Miriam… one of those pretty names. Anyway, she flat-out refused and what’s worse, she didn’t at all respect the pain limits we’d agreed, which I think is very unprofessional.
Rule 3 is a wonderful rule. I often have the joy and privilege of having it imposed upon me.
It starts to get dark really early this time of year.

Managing directrices

Their ‘at your desk’ service is very popular. Alternatively, they can just take control of your male employees remotely and sort the problem out that way, but most of their users prefer to watch them work in person.
Well… OK. Sounds pretty standard to me. Do they have good wi fi?
He hasn’t been told himself yet, so I expect he’s eager to hear your guesses.

The wonderful, clever and lovely Tiffany Naylor, who nayled me good and proper a few years back. I still have the warm glow.

There’s always extras. Still, probably worth it for the talented Sven. If she enjoys card games, for example, he could play Gin Rummy all evening and poker all night.
They’re not designed that way, but why not give it a go?
Just as long as she understands that she can’t force you to do anything your wife’s not comfortable with.

Slap me with a splintered ruler

That would be quite ironic, if you think about it.

PS: still having some problems with the spam filter on comments. If you’ve been approved, you’ll be fine, if you’ve asked for approval, try again, you should be on the list.

Don’t worry, she’ll pass some of the money he’s paid on to you – after deducting expenses and her management fee, obviously.
Yet another lady who feels she has been left without any choice. I think she ought to have a bit more self-confidence, don’t you?
After almost a full day of the three-day trial was spent on vigorous cross-examination of the delivery boy, it won’t surprise you to learn there was an appeal for a mis-trial. The Appeal Court upheld her decision, after re-examining the delivery boy and testing the validity of his testimony at length.
It’s actually a very practical fetish to have, in a cold climate anyway.
Madame Katarina is very protective about that jacket – but she also dislikes the sight of male faces, although she’s learnt to just about bear them as long as they are puffy and crying.
Couples often have a hard time learning to accept one another’s pets. Perhaps a goldfish would have been easier.

You have placed a lock around my heart

NB: still having some problems with the spam filter on comments. It has somehow become much stricter and while this blog generally celebrates extremes of strictness, this does seem to be overly restrictive (I can tell it’s not just that no one is speaking to me, because the small proportion of actual scummy spam that usually gets through has gone to zero). I have tried changing the settings and I might do more of that, but the most important thing if you are blocked is to request access, then try again about a day later, as your IP address should then be on the allow list.

There’s always a next month. Just try to remember that.
Actually, the boyfriend’s non-exclusive as Stumpy’s having much more success attracting sex partners than he ever had before he was mounted on a trolley – the sign encouraging punters to use him in any way they like probably helps.
Maybe she can do an in-kind exchange thing. He gives her a discount on the car and in return she takes his money and ignores him. If you have a valuable, marketable skill, you should use it wherever possible.
She’s bad with names. She forgot yours years ago.
She does occasionally feel mean, it’s true.

The lovely Maya Sin, who once made me memorise a French poem while tied hand and foot. She now appears to have retired so no link for you, perves!

Yours was a lot cheaper.

Best sushi-eating scene in cinematic history is here.

The utopia of today can become the reality of tomorrow

Time for another deep dive, possibly with heavy shackles attached to our wrists and ankles, into female suprmacist literature. Quotes here from some of the great thinkers – and doers – who wrote the foundational and inspirational texts of this movements, as well as from a couple of males.

“Obviously men would continue to have the right to free speech under a Female Supremacist constitution; the only change is that right would be exercised on their behalf by their Responsible Female. I don’t see that as unduly restrictive  – what would the point be in a man expressing an opinion that wasn’t approved by a woman anyway?”

Eva Green, Patriarchs to Eunuchs: a practical programme for female supremacy (translated from the French by cafard)

“There are those in the Femsuprem movement who would prefer to live entirely without males and they – like all females – should have their wish. I’m sure there will be whole regions of the world where that is the case. For my part, though, I couldn’t truly enjoy life unless I know that males are suffering atrociously, somewhere.”

Lady Sophia Black: The governance of males; a dominatrix’s practical guide to politcal change.

“It’s not as if most males are doing particularly well at the moment. Fewer and fewer get university degrees, Is some 25 year-old slacker guy really better off in a dead-end office job, compared to – for example – being engaged in healthy manual labour, maybe even outdoors? He might not choose the latter, if he were free to choose, but that’s the point: we can choose for him.”

Sanna Marin, The Whip Hand: Economic policy and workplace relations in the Female Supremacist state

“I remember attending my first Femsuprem meeting. It seems ridiculous now, but I had my own ideas about how men could support the movement. Fortunately, I was put straight to making the tea – and I didn’t even do that properly and was made to stay behind afterwards. Then my second meeting… well, let’s just say the participants were none too pleased at each having to tell me again how she liked her tea, since I had forgotten! How could such a moron possibly contribute anything when I couldn’t even do as I was told? I think I learnt more from that than from any of the instructional material for males I later was lucky enough to be made to memorise.”

Samantha’s Husband, Surrendered

“You know what law I’d most like to see brought in under a Female Supremacist government? Oh sure, laws preventing males voting or owning property have to come first, obviously, and castrating rapists too. But after these foundations have been laid, I’d love to see a Male Hygiene Act, making all males scrub themselves clean – all over with plenty of soap – at least three times every day. Can you imagine a world that doesn’t stink of filthy males? Wouldn’t that be something?”

Kristen Stewart, Dare to Dream

“If you’re concerned that men will read this and learn about our plans to enslave them, don’t be. They assume it’s all some kind of femdom fantasy porn. OWK showed them their future and males just bought subscriptions and jerked off to it.  Lenin said that capitalists would sell communists the rope that would be used to hang them. Males will pay to ogle images of our plans for their eventual subjugation because they are very, very stupid”

Madame Christine, They Deserve It: Lessons in Philosophy from the Other World Kingdom

“My first book, an attempt to introduce the joy of slavery to a male audience, was my humble attempt at a vision of a far-off better society. Mistress instructed me to write this second book to celebrate what is now a growing movement for Female Supremacy. Will I ever write a third? Not up to me, of course, but if I do I hope it will consist of nothing but practical tips for housework and service. The aim of male political writing should be to abolish itself.”

nd23 By Her command

“I’m going to take a risk here and declare that I once witnessed the involuntary castration of a rapist. And it was a beautiful thing. A sexual thing for some of the women in the audience, true, but an empowering moment for all of us.  And spiritual, too.  And if anyone wants to use our unjust patriarchal laws to try to prosecute the brave women who wielded the knife, know this: I will never betray my sisters who opened my eyes with this wonderful moment of shared joy.”

Gal Gadot, Inspirational Moments: Finding Myself in the Female Supremacist Cause.

“I’m not a male eliminationist, not any more. As a lesbian, I certainly started that way. Males disgust me. But as a favour to a straight friend, I once whipped one of her slaves and although the smell of the filthy beast became more intense as he writhed and screamed under the lash, I found the experience pleasant enough. And my supposedly ‘straight’ friend discovered an interesting new side to her sexuality… So I don’t object to males continuing to exist, as long as they’re in chains and I have a whip.”

Cara Develgne, Liberty, Sorority, Slavery (originally Le premier sexe), translated from the French by objet6.

“I wrote a book once trying to explain Female Supremacism to males. It’s actually quite an interesting challenge, to dumb down Femsupremacist thinking into concepts their simple brains can understand. Of course, my favourite boy helped. I’d read a passage and test his understanding. If he didn’t follow my first draft, I’d resist the temptation to whip him for stupidity (OK, I didn’t always resist), grit my teeth and go and try again. I wanted to call it Listen, you fucking morons! but the publisher persuaded me to go with Learning to be nurtured.”

Emily Blunt, Useful Idiots: Men and Femsuprem

“Will men be happy under Femsuprem rule? That’s a complicated question. I could talk about the physical health benefits they’ll experience, the joy they’ll get from a clear sense of purpose, the end to stressful decision-making that their brains aren’t really suited to… all that. But my truthful answer is simpler: I really don’t care whether they’ll be happy or not. It’s not about them.”

Annie Hathaway, Equality is not enough!

A woman scorning

with hellish fury…

NB: I believe there are still some problems with the antivirus thing preventing people posting comments. Obviously the fault of a male somewhere and I hope he gets his comeuppance. If you request access, I will approve and then your IP address goes on an approved list and you should be OK.

Always a good idea to have a best man who’s a better man than you. And his jokes will be something to chuckle over, when you’re sweeping up the mess after he and your lovely bride have departed for the honeymoon.
Fortunately, it’s not a recurrent condition… unless you annoy them again, obviously.
What Mistress doesn’t know about can’t hurt, surely? Or can it?
You might say she has an electrifying effect on the men she meets. That would be a terrible mistake and you would bitterly regret saying it, but you can if you really want to.
I find making choices difficult. Fortunately, I am rarely presented with any, these days.
Kitten likes to focus on the important things in her life. You’re no longer among them.

Tears are not enough

Slam that door, slap my face.

That damn flicker. Better try to get it under control, now you’re married.
She likes locks. She likes the look of them, she likes the sound they make gently clinking inside your trousers when you’re out together…
I got lost once, Followed the wrong pair of heels… suddenly looked up and gulp! The lady was very nice, though and took me home, where she got talking to my SO and one thing led to another and… well, let’s just say I didn’t get my whipping for being lost until quite late the following morning!
He’s going to be your friend too, now.
Dommes say the funniest things. One beautiful lady once tied me to the bed and giggled sexily in my ear about how much she’d like to take my cock in her mouth and nibble it gently before taking firm hold with her hand and pumping… pumping… The silly thing must have forgotten she’d locked me in a tight chastity restrainer! But I didn’t say anything to embarass her.
In the event, she did turn up, about an hour late, with some of her friends, all wearing tight boob tubes and leather miniskirts. They got drunk and started shouting mocking abuse at all the sad little physics spods and speccy chemistry nerds sharing the stage, and made them hand over their medals, which they referred to as ‘lunch money’.

Finally, a quick note about comments here on this blog. The anti-spam thingy (to use a technical term) seems to have been a bit too cautious of late, with some commenters being blocked. Sorry about that. If you are, I think you can request approval. I do see those (might take a day or two) and I’ll always approve any that aren’t obvious spam marketers. I think once you’re on the approved list you’re fine forever but I’m not sure – the anti-spam stuff keeps having to change to stay ahead. I’d love to just switch it off, but I see the list of spammy comments it has blocked and believe me, there are hundreds every week so that’s not an option.