Stories and pictures themed around female domination and male subjugation and servitude. Unsuitable for children, for alpha males, for hard-core practitioners with an interest in the politics of bdsm and the mechanics of complicated rope work. Of interest to perverts like me, basically.
Bon, je pense que ça suffit pour la langue française aujourd’hui.
Captions with a vaguely French connection, anyway.
Paris is famous for its stylish leather goods.
One from my ‘advice to a US sub visiting Europe‘ occasional series, obviously. The caption is deliberately misleading: the French insist on following their own local food customs, so you’ll probably find yourself swallowing butts from unfiltered Gauloises, rather then some mild ‘low tar’ cigarettes.
As the label might indicate to even the most male-brained reader, this is of course the magnificent, elegant and beautiful Ibicella, who can be found, worshipped and, ideally, donated to at the address shown. And here she is being adorable.
You might not learn many words in French, but you’ll be really good on everyday (and every hour, minute and second) politeness.
And do I really need to mention this is Mistress Eleise? Look, I like maple syrup as much as the next slave, but I can tell you: it is not Canada’s greatest export.I’ve tried both.
Her dungeon doesn’t actually have a view of the Tour Eiffel, you understand. It doesn’t have a view of anything.
There are actually plusieurs esclaves, but they are all much the same.
Or maybe they’re just trying to make things more interesting for the ladies.
P.S. Allez les Bleus! Mais aussi les lions anglais…
Ah, the kindness of strangers. Often a welcome relief from the cruelty of our loved ones, but we don’t get to choose these things.
If they were, do ask for clarifications. Believe me, it’s worth suffering a little embarrassment now if it saves you suffering a lot of suffering, later.
Although I’d never be so unchivalrous as to accuse a woman of lying about her age, I do wonder whether Princess really is eighty-three, as she claims.
I made the mistake of growing a beard without seeking my domme’s permission. That session was devoted to removing it: she said tweezers were more effective than a razor blade, and she was memorably right.
Oh, poor Emma. Girls can be so cruel.
Don’t think of it as retirement: think of it as a second childhood filled with misery and terror.
Ahhh… the first domme I knew had a complicated system of positions. It was difficult to remember them all – and on one occasion, even she got one wrong, as I pointed out at the time! What a memorable session that turned into, to be sure.
Like many subs, I discovered that sex is much better when it doesn’t involve me.
There is a rule preventing athletes committing acts of violence against officials, but there’s an exception clause for circumstances in which the athlete is very lovely and her ‘victim’ is being very, very annoying.
Visitors to Mistress Eleise don’t need to be extra-specially brave, just extra-ordinarily lucky.
Actually, she might as well take your lunch money, while she’s there.
Men can be weirdly obsessive about dominant women. Can’t we?
Incidentally, I understand Armpit Fetishist Monthly put out an entire special edition on that tattoo on Ms Johansson’s right arm, there. As the editor said at the time ‘When you’ve got the story of the century, you don’t wait for publication day!’
As Wittgenstein remarked: of that of which she does not permit us to speak, we can say nothing without severe consequences.
Mittens won’t eat that muck, apparently. But then cats are allowed to be picky eaters, unlike slaves, and it’s not as if they can force him to eat it.
Often the way, isn’t it, when couples get together? The wives find they have far more in common than do the husbands.
Poor Amelia, I expect she’s been worrying. Let’s hope she’s not too upset.
Advice to a US sub visiting the UK: if you’re asked what you’d like to do in session and you want a golden shower, try asking the domme if you can ‘take the piss’. If she looks surprised, tell her you’ve been taking the piss out of dommes for years and you’ve seen her website and reckon you can take the piss out her, too .
The lovely Tiffany Naylor, of course, who enlivens the otherwise unlively town of Milton Keynes, or she did at one point, anyway.
Like many stars who get confused with their characters by fans, she was annoyed at first but she’s learnt to lean into it. ‘Oh, you loved me in Mean Girls? Great… and does your girlfriend like the movie too? Oh, really – no one at all? Well, I’m not surprised with a face like that, what a sad little loser…” and so on. It’s a lot less effort for her than it is for the exalted Ms Gadot, whose fans expect a booted kick to the face.
… as it’s a lot easier than taking her punishment. Often I have to do both, of course, but I’m sure it’s in my best interests.
Does anyone else look at fashion shoots including belts and try to gauge how much it would hurt?
It’s called a ‘no contact’ orgasm. For my part, I’ve perfected the ‘no contact’ aspect, but I’m still hoping that the orgasm thing works out.
That easy-going nature may soon pass, actually as her latex gets quite hot on a sunny day and it does make her a bit testy. So watch out for that, as you’re enjoying your healthy river cruise.
I wouldn’t mind, but he sent me the bill.
He has many happy memories from before, as well, so that’s something. As a matter of fact, just about every memory prior to his being put in the cage was ‘happy’ for him, relatively speaking.
Applies to remote viewing as well, perverts. Sorry. IP and email addresses logged and forwarded – there will be consequences.
She has her opinion and of course you’re entitled to have her own opinion on the matter, too.
It’s all a matter of applied physics. Very firmly applied.
It’s silly for males to speculate on the motives or plans of females, whose brains are so much more complex as to be beyond male understanding. I’m sure they’ll find out in due course, anyway – she usually makes herself very clear.
Just take your time. She will, during the beating.
The school takes bullying very seriously. So do these three.
Maybe he could have a performance review with Stef just after conducting hers.
Just a little extra, because it’s not really a proper post with captions or anything. But some people think this blog exaggerates the degree to which women in the so-called ‘real world’ enjoy inflicting pain and humiliation on males. But, as is so often the case, ‘some people’ are wrong. One thing I’ve noticed in recent years is that more and more women are making the internationally-recognised ball-crushing gesture, in which the hands come together and simultaneously squeeze and separate the testicles in the scrotum. A clearer display of fierce female empowerment, it would be hard to imagine, and it’s everywhere. Once you see it, you can’t stop seeing it or wincing.
A few examples.
Never forget you’re not going to have a choice…
…and of course…
UPDATE! A few entirely made-up people I’ve discussed this with have suggested that this self-evidently female supremacist gesture is actually a heart shape. A heart shape. Right. Here’s the goddess of the gesture herself… let’s watch the development, shall we?
[Sarcasm alert] Yeah, right… I think we can all agree that Ms Swift is making a lovey dovey little heart gesture, there, hmm? You just keep thinking that, boy. After all, women just like romance and flowers and kittens and stuff… I’m sure everything’s going to be just fine.
