So…this started out as a caption. But somehow it grew and grew.
Unsatisfied with your performance, by the look of it |
Plenty of motivation here |
Janine. Isn’t she sweet? |
So…this started out as a caption. But somehow it grew and grew.
Unsatisfied with your performance, by the look of it |
Plenty of motivation here |
Janine. Isn’t she sweet? |
Oh, you will.
He should be more sensitive. Fortunately, parts of him are, so she can start working on those. |
It can’t be for clothes, because she buys them for you. And you’re not allowed alcohol or cigarettes. |
She calls it “head-spanking”. Isn’t that cute? |
Of course, it’s just possible they’ll take a bit longer than an hour. So – best to stop all that frantic banging and wriggling about. |
Won’t your wife be pleased when you get home and show her? |
These ladies have them.
Oooh! Oooh! I don’t have a foot fetish either Ma’am! Oh dear, Pleeeease don’t make me lick your dirty feet clean Ma’am! |
Still, he’s lucky to be inside in weather like this. Best half-hour of the day. |
Hmmm. How are we going to resolve this? |
And don’t think she’s impressed when you buy the extra-large condoms, either. She knows they’re not for you. |
You’ve made her very happy today. |
Often undervalued, don’t you think? It’s the chill of fear striking deep into my stomach, as I watch the minute hand creep closer to the appointed hour, the hesitancy with which I approach the door and the tremble in my hand as I reach out for the doorbell that – for me – makes it more than just another way of getting bruises.
Ahem.
Next!
Don’t be fooled by that severe exterior. She’s actually a very kind person. Why did you know, she gives 20% of all your money to animal charities? |
Of course, she’ll need training. The Headmistress reckons that Mr Jones, the maths teacher, might be available to assist. |
That Raoul has always had a wicked sense of humour. Remember that time he told her you’d called her a bitch? |
What a lucky man you are that someone so attractive takes the trouble to despise you. |
Not such an obvious question as you might imagine. Yes, on the one hand, obviously women should make all the decisions. But in our present, highly imperfect society, dominant wives effectively get two votes and owners of stables of slaves get a whole bunch.
I’m actually really interested in politics, myself. I like to watch all the debates, and sort out the issues in my mind, as it helps me guess which party my Significant Other is likely to tell me to vote for.
Here we go again – femdom captions all right for you? Lovely.
I think the club has a special lapel-pin you can wear. |
She probably won’t actually tell him, in order to avoid panic. If he needs to know, he’ll know. |
Isn’t she pretty? Don’t pictures like this make you feel you don’t deserve even to be scraped off the sole of her shoe? |
With a big hello to search engines from all over.
Now, after a headline like that, I suppose there had better be some captioned images of female domination, hadn’t there?
But also more enjoyable for her. There’s always an upside. |
So with this one I – ow! – excuse me, I was just – OOH! – I’m sorry, I really…ohhhh that hurts!…need to move on to the next. No caption here. |
OW! No better! |
Isn’t it an awful feeling? When you just know you’re going to have an argument. But all arguments end, you know that too. And you’ll be a better husband for it, after all. |
Something too few men understand. When a woman says no, that’s just what she means. No you can’t stay out late. No you’re going to stay down there until I come. No, not after your behaviour this month. No, you signed the contract and that’s that. That sort of thing. Get used to it.
For some reason, that particular paddle is called “Angela”. She might call you at work, to let you know that Angela’s going to be coming around that evening, that kind of thing. |
It’s nice to know there’s someone to pop in to feed them, if need be, so you don’t need to leave them any use of their hands when you’re away for a week or two. |
You’re allowed to discharge yourself, you know. You just need to fill out a form. You have to ask her for one. And a pen. |
It was such a relief to their mother, whose arm used to get quite tired in the first days of their marriage. |
There seems to be a discontinued Christian blog, that had the same name as this one. I occasionally like to run headlines like that, to make a few minds explode.
Rather naughty, I know. Fortunately, it seems I’ll be getting a beating quite soon, so there will be penance.
More sinful pictures below:
Bet you’re glad you didn’t look at their bottoms, aren’t you? Oh. Oh dear. |
Actually, the way the ones who are already thin react to the starvation diet can be even funnier. |
Come on – don’t be such a baby! It’s not as if she hasn’t whipped you before! |
My favourite place. |
Another little service you can do for her. |