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.
Still playing around with AI art online, as long as it’s free (it’s not that I’m a cheapskate freeloader, it’s… oh hang on, I suppose I am). These are mostly still from Ideogram, but a few as well from Grok before it shut me out.
I claim no artistic merit for these and it is all still some way off generating something suprising and creative, but it’s interesting. I find the cartoon or artwork much more effective than the ‘photo-realistic’ images; perhaps the more advanced and expensive engines are better at ‘realism’, but I’m still not seeing much of it that I like on Tumblr. Indeed, I’ve gone to the opposite extreme: when I see an image with an apparently air-brushed look I tend to ignore it as ‘AI’, when I might be rejecting genuine photos of young ladies with particularly perfect skin and big eyes… Oh well, all work in progress.
Quite like this but it took a lot of iterations. The AI simply can’t do whips – they usually end up as loops and swirl around weirdly – which is a bit of a drawback in my oeuvre.
The AIs seem very reluctant to depict males who are in captivity / shrunk etc as being anything other than normal-looking and in business suits. I suppose that’s the majority of images of human males online, reflecting the regrettable rarity of slavery and degrading abuse of males in our world, alas.I specified in several iterations of this that the males were supposed to look unhappy. Stupid AI. Probably male itself. It got the cheerful women right.
It’s weird – given that AIs are actually primarily designed for and quite good at conversation – that they so often go completely bonkers when asked to insert text in an image, even if you specify what it should say. In this and the next two, I was trying for a totalitarian female supremacist look and I quite like these but the text is mad. Not a problem, as if I really wanted to use something like this, I could replace the lettering, I just think it’s weird. Also, not convinced that twice-broken cuff hanging from her belt is going to be of much use in crushing the men’s libbers.
In the unlikely event I had a vote in this future world, any party with the slogan “Fack the consopants” would definitely get mine.
I think the flag works well. I like the way it makes the symbol ripple.
Again, took a lot of iterations to get this and it’s not really what I wanted. The men in dresses look grumpy and malevolent, rather than sad and beaten. I quite like the art style and it’s nice to know the AI can do you a traditional British boarding school architecture, which could be useful (I avoid writing words like ‘school’ in any prompts though).
Slightly different take on the same idea. Prompting about leashes and collars tends to produce dogs. Also, note the loopy and wildly impractical whip.
Wonder Woman and Domme Woman. This came out like this first time; I suppose it’s good on comics and this is a fairly mainstream scene. Usual crazy looping weirdness in place of whip.
One of the very few in which I was actually given a collared naked man in a cage! Quite hard to prompt for that too explicitly without being told your image is too naughty to be displayed. More generally, the image is correct in all sorts of ways the AI usually messes up: no loopy whips, the cage actually surrounds the body, the leash passes through the bars, etc. Obviously the AI accessing its more intelligent, female side.
Gustav Klimt dominatrix. It’s quite good at inserting a domme in any well-established artist’s style. Loopy whip…
And Dali. At least with surrealism the wildly impractical vaguely BDSM-looking items are in keeping. Quite surprised it let me have the hanging man-skin without objecting to the naughtiness involved. Like most online decency filters it’s much more worried about showing naked breasts than torture, flaying alive, dismemberment etc. So that’s good.
The above were all from Ideogram. Two below from Grok, but you don’t get many free goes so I didn’t do much except try a couple of prompts that had worked for me on Ideogram.
It’s all right, he has a desk job so as long as he can basically limp in and his fingers aren’t too bruised to type, it’ll be OK.
Apparently it’s best not to think about it too much. But then, when it happens, it’s hard to think about anything else. Dilemma, really. Where’s all that thoughtlessness that got you into this mess, when you really need it?
I expect the two of them will get a bit jealous, of all five of you down there together.
Don’t worry: she’ll make sure you get what you deserve.
Actually, professional wrestling’s all for show: no one really gets hurt. Of course, as an amateur, that doesn’t apply to you, but it’s nice to know, isn’t it?
I don’t know what she’s talking about; just put this up because I thought the two of them looked pretty.
I think Martin Luther said that. He rarely features in online femdom porn: odd because I’m pretty sure I read somewhere he subsisted on a diet of worms, which sounds pretty hardcore. Like many subs, I am much more into Catholic guilt anyway.
On we go.
‘Several’. OK. That’s better than ‘a few’. And ‘a few’ can be quite a lot, as I discovered when my SO decided to give me a few strokes of the cane the other day.
Yeah, but you don’t get that personal touch of being contemptuously ignored.
Ah – a religiously-themed caption, to actually fit with the title of today’s post. Except it doesn’t. Content is usually unrelated, as I imagine you’ve worked out by now. Anyway, she seems to take her duties very seriously, even finding joy in them, so good for her.
Tricks of the trade.
The pain she’s currently got planned for him is necessary, but not sufficient. Not sufficient for her, anyway.
And another religious-themed caption. Any caption featuring the divine Anya is necessarily religious-themed.
What an embarassing misunderstanding. Still, no harm done.
Precious looks a little worried. She shouldn’t be – the lady in red, there, likes to talk tough but she never really harms her playmates. She’s more into the psychology of dominating them than pain or other physical activities, you see. Oh: and brutally torturing their husbands too, but then that’s also part of the psychological game, you see?
Much fairer that way, in that there’s less chance of your escaping justice.
It’s funny how ther girls who aren’t really into humiliation play can be so good at it. Some of the dates I went on as a teenager can make me cringe with remembered humiliation in a manner that a specialist to whom I’ve paid hundreds of pounds for the session could only dream of…
Try not to cry into the food as you’re preparing it; she’s trying to keep her salt intake down.
Oh, that’s kind of her.
As you can tell, she’s in a kind mood. Normally she’d make them fight, instead of the kangaroo-jumping thing.
Nothing like it to wake you up in the morning.
Some might say that all sexism offences are serious, but there needs to be some clemency and forgiveness in the system, so for the first ‘blonde joke’ offence, for example, the law mandates only a six-month term in a re-education camp with hard labour. The survival rate is pretty high, although obviously lower in facilities with more blonde guards.
Of course, the big number that brings everyone clapping to their feet is Time to cut you, my dear! towards the end of the second act.
I have occasionally featured material from this blog’s sweaty sister publication Armpit Fetishist Monthly. Now as you all know, AFM (as the cognos-scenty call it) has long ago abandoned its origins as a jazz mag for lonely perverts with a bizarre fetish for mainly shaven female armpits and has branched out into trenchant political analysis, social commentary and artistic ideas that set the cultural agenda, for lonely perverts with a bizarre fetish for mainly shaven female armpits.
But it has never forgotten its roots and this year I am delighted to bring you the girls from the AFM 2025 calendar!
Ages since I did one of these. Glimpses of informative public information posters from another world: a better, if occasionally just a tad authoritarian, world.
Look, boys, they gave you the option of doing this the easy way, OK? But you chose differently.
Don’t worry, you’re not doing too badly. The most important thing is to take her orders. Adverbs like ‘literally’, ‘immediately’, ‘subserviently’, ‘unquestioningly’ are important but next-level.
Men in strict chastity see many more sexy women on the streets… simple fact. It’s best to treat it as a bonus of the regime.
Another bonus: no need to worry about self-control when someone else is doing the controlling.
She’ll give you her hand in marriage and you’ll take it.
The first time I defied my SO’s orders, soon after we married, I was worried she’d be upset but in fact she enjoyed herself immensely over the next four or five hours.
She’s just read him a lovely bed-time story called “Spunk on my face!”
Get that excited happy face ready! Nothing worse than handing someone a present you think they’ll be excited about and they’re just ‘meh’. Well, there actually are worse things at Christmas than that, believe me, especially after my mother-in-law’s had a bit too much to drink, but that kind of let down is pretty bad, is what I’m saying. And I’m sure you don’t want to disappoint the lovely lady.
To be honest, some of the party games the guys let me join in aren’t all that fun for me. ‘Pin the tail on the donkey’, for instance – I’m sure it’s not really supposed to be played like that.
Christmas is a time for giving – she understands that. And if she’s got some piggies left over who aren’t completely drained yet, why not share the joy?
It’s the most wonderful time of the year.
Just wait until everyone sees your fairy dance routine!
I hope any female readers will spare a thought for all those subs spending Christmas alone… chained up in the cellar, locked away in a punishment cupboard or just put into a burlap sack and tossed in the corner, forgotten and ignored. Hundreds of them, thousands maybe… uncomfortable and miserable. Isn’t that a lovely thought? What a shame it’s only once a year.
Some parents like to pretend the castration fairy isn’t real, but we know she is, don’t we readers?
Been a while since I did a post about Rule 18. Why? Oh, probably because that series isn’t really femdom and no one likes it. But I was thinking… do I actually care what my readers like? Do they deserve to see stuff they like? The answer to both questions has to be no, of course not. And you know you don’t deserve that, if you’re honest with yourselves, don’t you, hmm? That’s right. So this is what you get today.
For anyone confused, beyond the normal male mental fog, ‘Rule 18’ is from Servitor’s (rather presumptuous and impertinent) advice to a novice domme and it states “try to avoid sessions with clients who have really specific fetishes and can’t get off unless it is exactly right.”
Mostly just silly pictures, but some have captions. Oh – and at the end, some illustrations of why Rule 3 matters, too.
To comply with decency laws, the picture has been cropped to avoid showing what is holding up the central peg. Incidentally, in English croquet, unlike the American version, you don’t hold either of the pairs of balls down with your foot when you whack them with the mallet. Though that does sound fun.
And this one too. He said green wellies, dammit. Green!
If they finish the piece and he doesn’t clap, they’ll beat the crap out of him, of course. Oh, and if he does he’ll collapse, they’ll fall off and then they’ll… well, I’m sure you can guess.
I hope she’s remembered to bring all the latex, this time.
Don’t ask. She just wants to get it over with.
Best to hold the session when the tide’s going out, I’ve heard.
Now that’s just obscene. Do people really…?
Howl!
Post-script: I promised you some Rule 3 illustrations too. Rule 3? Oh, yeah, sure: “You are not expected to have sex with your clients. Thank goodness.” Basically, just images of particularly unattractive malesubs*, especially in the presence of a gorgeous goddess.
Divine Mistress Heather, of course, kindly letting her sub land in water for the practice attempt before the filming starts.
* I suppose some people might object to my sneering at the appearance of people who are – after all – just male submissives like myself. Why should they be singled out to be degraded and humiliated, by my mocking them in this way? Isn’t it unfair? And the answer is yes, of course, it is: they really ought to be paying for this treatment, the cheap little bastards. But hey, it’s nearly Christmas, right? They can have this one as a freebie.
