The other side of BDSM

As the intro to this blog says, we don’t generally feature a lot of material here that will be of interest to the dominant male.  About a year ago, I ran an experimental ‘female submissive’ post, but it didn’t really take.  However, that’s not to say that Contemplating the Divine doesn’t recognise that there’s a whole side of BDSM almost uncovered here – the viewpoint of the male dom.

Sometimes it seems almost as though maledom and femdom are two separate worlds but there are many who are prepared to reach out across the divide and today we’ll be celebrating “We love our Maledom allies” day – featuring short introductions and profiles to some of the dominant men who’ve been prepared to learn a bit more about the femdom scene.  Maybe we’ll learn a bit more about what gets a bear or a bull’s rocks off as we do, eh?

So here we go.

First up, we have Master Eric, here!  Master Eric likes dressing in leather, considers himself a ‘bear’ and is very much into the whole Daddy/daughter scene.  Master Eric first got interested in femdom when he was picked up in a leather bar by two lovely ladies who told him they needed punishing for their uncontrollable lesbian lusts and he’s been with them ever since.

Say hello, Master Eric! 

OK, he’s a little shy.  Anyway, Master Eric’s favourite things are blowjobs and redheads in tight bondage and I’m told your least favourite things are hot-waxing and ironing, is that right Eric?

What’s that?  You actually love your hairless body and you’re grateful to Miss Erica and Miss Cindy for allowing you to do their ironing?  Oh, OK.  I must have been misinformed.  Great to meet you, anyway, Master Eric! 

Can you give us a curtsey, Master Eric?

Next up we have Sir Rodney.  Sir Rodney still goes along to those BDSM clubs where he used to hang out before he started to get interested in the femdom lifestyle.  He even spends a lot of time with some of his old dom friends when he does, although he likes to remain anonymous behind the gimp mask you can see him in below.  Unlike many doms, Sir Rodney says he really hates blow jobs!  See – and you thought all male doms were much the same.  Anyway, do say hello if you ever come across him.

Sir Rodney, the gallant knight, all suited up and ready to do his duty!

Now our third dominant guest is someone you might have heard of: ‘The Mountain Man’?  Mountain Man illustrates a little-remarked feature of the maledom lifestyle: without a woman’s touch, the lifestyle can get a bit unhealthy.  Mountain Man here used to eat nothing but steaks – as rare as he could get it – and let’s face it, that’s not going to give you the roughage you need as you get older.  But nowadays Mountain Man eats a vegetarian diet.  What’s that you’re eating Mountain Man?  Diced carrot with mashed turnip?  Mmmm.  Sounds good.  And stewed prune to follow too?  You’re a lucky guy, Mountain Man, you know that?

Mountain Man’s vegetarian diet helps keep his bowel movements regular and healthy, as do the twice-daily enemas.

Now our next guest has only recently started to get into the femdom scene – just two days ago, I believe.  Meet Headmaster George.  Headmaster George thinks nothing of taking an adult schoolgirl and bending her over his desk for six of the best with his cane.  A good swishing never did anyone any harm, eh Headmaster George?  Headmaster George?  

Obviously got something else on his mind.  He is just about to go off for yet another school roleplay session, after all.  Must be quite a treat, after all those years trying to find women desperate enough for cash to help satisfy his unpleasant urges.

George’s education in femdom is just beginning – but already he’s
learnt that there’s more than one way schoolgirls can be naughty, and
despite his many years of experience, I think he’s finding out new
things about the strap, the cane and the tawse as well.  That’s just the
spirit of independent inquiry – backed up by rote learning, obviously –
that this blog post is all about.  

Well done Headmaster George!

Headmaster George is curently in detention. Probably quite a long detention – but that’s OK, plenty of his former ‘schoolgirl’ playmates to keep him busy.

And finally, we have Derek!  Well, this lady below does, anyway.  Derek’s never been to a BDSM club, never smacked a girl’s bottom in his life.  Have you, Derek?  But his mother found a little stash of magazines full of bound-up bondage beauties and realised that this was something she didn’t know so much about but that her sister Agatha, who used to teach at a reformatory school, probably would.  Anyway, to cut a long story short, Agatha agreed to take over his upbringing and he’s been with her ever since.  Maybe one day he’ll get a chance to live his dreams of having a young woman helplessly bound at his disposal.  He’ll have to see what Agatha’s young friend Clarissa thinks, that’s all.  She’s going to marry him – but it’s a secret, OK?  They thought it would be more fun for him if the wedding came as a surprise.

Derek has a lovely cooling dip on a hot summer’s day. He also takes lovely cooling dips on cold winter days, but fortunately his Aunt Agatha knows lots of ways of warming him up.

And that’s that!  See – those big dominant males weren’t as macho and hardcore as we all thought, eh?  And it just goes to show how tolerant and welcoming the world of femdom truly is. And if any maledoms are reading this – why not give it a go? What’s the worst that could happen, after all?

There you go. Back to normal service – oh, when April’s properly under way I expect.  If for some reason there are no more blog posts it’s probably because I have gone off to invade Norway.  Do Norwegian soldiers ever abuse prisoners of war? Goodness, I hope so.

The wrongs of man

are self-evident but can be sorted out by the smack of firm government in the right hands.


She sounds like she knows what she’s doing.
Another day, another dollar.  Well… not a whole dollar, obviously.  That’s just a saying.  In fact, they only spend a penny each time.

Huh! I’d like to see him do better.
Maybe try another topic of conversation? I mean – you got her attention. That’s a good start.

See, there he is while she’s telling him how upset she was about his thoughtless gift and all he can think about is how his lungs are burning.  That’s what men are like. It’s a good thing there’s femdom to help set us right, that’s all I can say.


Try hopping back and forth from one leg to the other. That can help a lot.

Well, OK, as long as it’s safe, sane, consensual and well-deserved. Or any two of those, anwyay.
People say that to keep up a diet you have to be really strict with yourself, but I’ve found that someone else being strict works just as well.
While you’re down there, you notice Simon’s shoes are quite badly scuffed – and there’s a client meeting later. What do you do? (a) say nothing, (b) let him know or (c) give them a quick polish yourself, as you’re there anyway. Take your time, there are no ‘wrong’ answers.

Well, as long as she remembers to keep it charged this time.

Pitiful, really

…but it’s all I’ve got.

I once dated a girl who said she wanted me to be a stallion in the bedroom.  So I got all kitted up, you know in reins and harness, and when she came into the room I handed her spurs and the riding whip and she just screamed, slapped me round the face and left. How humiliating. Happy days…

Former boyfriends… bane of my life.

The first time a domme gave me a golden shower and ordered me to lick it up, She asked me what the taste was like.  I replied ‘tart’ and things got very painful, very quickly.   (Non-British readers won’t get that: don’t worry about it, move on).

I took a personality test once and scored a perfect zero.

She’s lying because she knows I like the contempt.  Really, she has to keep swigging at that bottle to take her mind off the hot action in front of her.  Otherwise she’d be overpowered with lust, at the sight of an overweight middle-aged sub, desperately jerking away on the floor by her boots.  Women just can’t resist that kind of thing.

Sometimes you need a little help

Hi there!  Amdigames
in-game help, Sara here!  What can I help
you with?

Er… no, sir, I guess all our male helpers are busy with
other callers.  And also, that’s just a
little sexist. I am entirely familiar with all our –

Sure, OK.  No
problem.  So: what game have you been

Virtual Girlfriend 3.0? 
Oh-kay!  Let me just load that up
for you.  And are you playing the
parentally blocked version, or the adult edition?  Oh-kay.

So… menu screen… full adult. 
Do you have kind of sex toys plugged in or are you just using…

Your hand?  What do
you mean, you’re using your – oh I see. No, I actually meant what game controller are you
using.  I’ll just put mouse and keyboard.

OK, and can you tell me which virtual girl you chose?  Oooh, Suki! OK. 

So what’s the problem?

She won’t what, sorry? ‘Put out’?

Oh, I see.  OK, hold
on. What level are you on?  Cos like for
the first few levels, you’re just wooing them and it’s only on level three that
they –

Level six?  OK,
that’s weird.  She should be putting out everything she’s got by then, no question.  And did she, er…, ‘put out’
on the earlier levels?  No?

OK.  Let’s see.  I’ll just run through a quick script to shortcut through to … OK, so I’m on
level six, and I’ve poured her a drink and Suki says… what does Suki say, hang on…
Suki says she wants to run her hot
tongue up and down my throbbing love piston. 
She also says her pussy is soaking with carnal desire. 

You got the same dialogue? No? What does she say on yours?

She’s ‘got a headache’? 
Hmm… That’s really not supposed to happen. Is your avatar still wearing
clothes?  OK, try dropping your
pants.  Let her see your, erm… ‘throbbing
love piston’.

She’s what?  She’s laughing?  What kind of laughing? Laughing funny, or laughing hysterically, or laughing like – I dunno.  How’s she laughing?

She’s ‘laughing like the girls always laugh’?  OK.  You know, sir, I’m not sure what you mean by that.  But I think it sounds like Suki
might be a little glitched there.  Maybe
we could try a different girl?  Can you
go back to the menu page?

Yeah, just choose any of them.  You should see 24.

Only three?  OK, well, just choose one of them, I guess.

Amber?  OK, sure.  So, you click on Amber and you should see her
phone number.  And then you’re gonna call
her, and Amber’s gonna get all hot just at the sound of your voice and then –

She hung up on you?

OK, well you can still visit her apartment.  You know – you can get these stealth skills,
so you can sneak into girls’ apartments and hide in their closets as long as
your stealth skill is at level 3 or above, so –

 – your stealth skill
is at level 19?  Wow.  I didn’t know it went up that high.  You must really like sneaking around in
girls’ erm… anyway!  That’s great. So –
let’s break into Amber’s apartment and see if we can surprise her undressing or
something.  (euw)

You in? OK?  So what’s
Amber doing?

What do you mean, she’s not there? She has to be there.  She’s just a few lines of code in a game, she
doesn’t get to decide to go out and do something else…

Nowhere to be seen? Are you sure? 

OK, well look sir, I’m really sorry.  I don’t know what the heck has gone wrong
with your game, but we can send you a voucher that you can use to purchase any
of our – what?

She left a pair of stinky trainers and her bin is full of
used tampons? OK, well like I said sir, I’m really sorry that this has happened
and –

Fine? What do you mean, it’s fine?



Sir I’m still online here and I can hear you.  If you wouldn’t mind putting the phone down
before you… before you finish what you’re doing I’d appreciate it.  Only we’re not allowed to terminate the call
ourselves you see, and –

Oh gross. Oh I so hate my job.



Oh, hi?  So… Sara
still here… Amdigames?  Can I take it
you’re now OK with your game?

Great.  And… ermm… I
have to ask, were you satisfied with the way this call went?

‘Entirely satisfied’. 
Yeah, I kind of guessed that.  OK,
well, I’ll say goodbye then and … go off and have a shower or something.

Wait!  I did not say
that!  You are NOT to think about me
having a shower, because –

Damn, you’ve gone.

EUUUGGHHH!  That was so….  Oh, YUK!

Hey Tony, can I take a five minute break?  I need to wash.  Like, really thoroughly.  Then I’d like to go back to the MMO section,
if I can?  I miss the days of telling
nerds they need more strength to lift their orc-cleavers.

Servility costs nothing

(although finding someone to whom to be servile can run to several hundred pounds an hour, in my experience)

This is something many men still have to learn.  Just because a woman chooses to wear something sexy, you can’t assume she’s doing so for your pleasure.

Any fundamentalist religious types who don’t believe in female supremacy might care to meditate on why the Divine Being provided males with testicles in such a handy container, and then wired them stright into the pain centres.  Don’t you think She’s given us a bit of a clue, there?

Mis-statement I’d like to forget?

One day he’s going to have to give up the thing that matters most to him. Her.

Yeah, the usual order.

Simply divine, darling

It’s always such a relief when finally the boxes are all unpacked, there’s a chain the right length in each room, all the pillories and cages have been assembled and you can get back to ordinary married life, for goodness sake.

She’s always taken roleplay very seriously. They tried medical fetish play once and it didn’t turn out well.

Making a decision of my own free will, to do exactly whatever she has told me, immediately, is the secret to a happy life I find.
Oh, you’ve already promised to honour and obey him, so adding love to the mix doesn’t change much.

The truth will not set you free.

Suitable treatment

Ah… the second childhood. I’m looking forward to that.


Therapy can be painful.

Quite a therapeutic theme today.  Using boys for anger management makes a lot of sense: it can work off a lot of tension and no one who matters gets hurt.

Little does she know I’m a humiliation freak as well as a service-oriented submissive, so being despised is just all part of the fun!

Hmmm… just noticed that my favourite Tumblr cuandolasmujeresmanden has just disappeared.  Damn! I know there’s about a billion femdom image reposting Tumblrs but cuando somehow just managed precisely to match my own perverted tastes .  And only posted high quality pictures too.  First ‘Femdom Times’ goes into hibernation for ever and now this.  Does Tumblr close down ‘adult’ blogs?  I must say, I can’t quite see the point, given that there’d still be 999,999,999 of them left.

Grrrr….   If anyone has a particular recommendation feel free to share it in the comments.  No blogs with nekkid women, granny porn or really icky things being done to men’s genitals and shown in close-up please.  Just good healthy bondage and discipline.  And humiliation, contempt and cruelty.

Deliver us from freedom


It’s a small town, so the walk of shame afterwards will only take you 15 minutes or so.

I had a very traditional upbringing – strict discipline, cold showers, that kind of thing.  It cost about £450 but it was worth every penny and I’m going back in a few weeks for another one.

Goodness, if you can’t trust your cleaner with that sort of trivial responsibility, why would you even let her into the house?
Ahhh male doms.  I think male doms are just great, in their proper place.

Perhaps you’d better approach the bench.


I have mentioned the ‘Slavr’ app a few times on this blog.  A number of
you (quite a small number) have written to ask about it.  To be honest, I
thought you’d all be on it already (“a bunch of lazy little sods who need
a good whipping, your readers” my SO commented).  Surely everyone
uses Slavr these days?  It has pretty much got rid of the old-fashioned
24/7 lifetime slavery contract approach for good, I’d have thought.

But, for the benefit of those who can’t be bothered to go off and just ask
Mistress Google*, here’s a brief summary.

Slavr, in brief, is a platform for slave service sharing.  It provides
useful and occasionally amusing services to ladies, while giving males some
meaning in their otherwise purposeless and absurd little lives.  Users can
register as a ‘taskmistress’ or a ‘slave user’ (‘sluser’, or often just
shortened to ‘loser’), with the former limited of course to female citizens**.
  Taskmistress registration is a simple operation, just involving
downloading an app but the sluser registration process is much slower, with a
117 page license agreement to be clicked through and 16 different pages of
forms to fill in, including all the necessary legal and medical
disclaimers.  The app frequently crashes during this process, requiring the
prospective user to begin again.  Despite this, there are presently more than forty times as many registered slusers as taskmistresses, which just goes to show how desperate men can get.

Once registered, a sluser is required to declare availability.  This is
the most important stage in the registration process (not least because almost
all of the other information that the prospective sluser laboriously types in
is simply discarded without even being sent to the Slavr servers).  Males
between the ages of 18 – 65 must declare minimum availability of at least three
evenings a week (three hour minimum availability period) plus at least one full
day (6 am to midnight) at weekends.  It is also possible simply to declare
unavailable times instead, such as
office working hours, with all other time presumed ‘available’.

spent hours scrubbing between tiles with a toothbrush? No? Get on Slavr and you’ll find out what you’ve been missing – it was the ninteenth most popular task from taskmistresses in 2016!

Slusers should also declare skills. 
Only consistently highly-rated slusers qualify to be assessed for sexual
services, so don’t bother looking for ‘cunnilingus’ and similar on the
menus.  Put housework down (and break it
down by task if possible – you’ll be rated for individual activities and a
five-star washing-up slave is unlikely to perform well in a really complex
ironing task).  Unskilled labour is
automatically checked, as is any amount of heavy lifting for slusers below the
age of 65.  During temporary periods of illness,
confirmed by a Slavr-certified female doctor, slusers may be ineligible for
hard physical labour, as may over-65 seniors not registered for the “Work me to
death” programme. Don’t forget about professional skills too.  Many taskmistresses are a lot more interested
in getting free labour from highly qualified professionals, than using them as footstools, oddly enough. A taskmistress trying to sort
out her financial affairs might be really pleased to find a highly-paid
accountant to do it for nothing, for example. 
Lawyers also seem to be much in demand, particularly for the more
demeaning and painful tasks.

Perhaps surprisingly for many slusers “having my shiny high-heeled boots licked clean” featured nowhere in the top 100 tasks commanded on Slavr in 2016.  Among the standard tasks, “Laundry and ironing” came top, followed by “Carry a heavy thing”. Time for a new fetish, perhaps?

The taskmistress basic interface is shown below.  Any taskmistress can see all available
slusers within her area, for immediate tasking. She can also book in advance,
which is particularly useful for taskmistresses living in remote
locations.  Unlike the evening slots,
full-day slots from 6am to midnight do not include travel time, so a sluser
might need to journey through the night to be ready and waiting at the
designated spot bright and early the next day. 
Taskmistresses can see all relevant details about any slusers, simply by
selecting them from the map or the full directory.  As specified by the sluser privacy agreement,
information such as name, age, home address, skills, availability, location, previous
ratings, bank balance and photo are all shared among all taskmistress users at
all times.

During a period of registered availability, a sluser’s phone must be
switched on and have an active data connection. Slavr regularly ‘pings’
users’ phones to check connectivity, so it’s advisable not to let the
battery run down. Many slusers maintain a dedicated smartphone just for
Slavr.  SlavrCorp is reportedly
developing its own-brand smartphone, that will only be capable of running the
Slavr app, can be conveniently attached to any part of the body and delivers
electric shocks when tasks arrive (or at any time, on the command of any
registered taskmistress, worldwide).You can register as a beta tester on the SlavrCorp web site, I believe.

Shopping with friends.  And a sluser or two carying the heavy stuff behind them.

For immediate tasking, the taskmistress simply selects her preferred sluser
and presses “Run!”. The sluser’s phone will ring, vibrate and (if fitted with
the Slavr ShockCaller) deliver an electric shock, terminate all ongoing phone
calls and apps and display a screen similar to the one below:

The sluser has the option of clicking on the “Yes Mistress, right away!”
button or… well, that’s it really.


Remember: the button she pressed is not marked ‘call’ or ‘request’ or ‘summon’.  The button she pressed is ‘Run’ and so you had better fucking run, hadn’t you boy?

The sluser must be kneeling in the location required before the counter
reaches zero.  Times to reach the
rendezvous point are calculated from Google Maps (with the time multiplied by
0.7, as Google Maps assumes the user is not running).   Many taskmistresses will automatically down-rate
any sluser who is not early.  Reminders
may be sent.

Sometimes the taskmistress will be waiting at the rendezvous point, more
usually she will take her own sweet time. Many taskmistresses use Slavr for
carrying shopping, for example, typically requesting a pick-up just before
entering the store, so they can be confident a sluser will be there on his
knees whenever they come out. 
Occasionally, taskmistresses will change their minds or simply forget
about their Slavr order.  They can cancel
but there’s really no reason to do so, so in those circumstances the sluser
will simply remain in the kneeling position. 
In the early days of Slavr, these ‘abandoned’ slusers caused some
problems and many taskmistresses reported slusers with bad knees almost unable
to walk or carry out the simplest tasks without whipping, due to kneeling too
long.  Slavr therefore now automatically
cancels a task after a sluser has been kneeling for two hours without pick-up,
checking first with the taskmistress whether she wishes to extend for a further
two hours***.  

Many slusers find the work quite hard at first. Don’t worry – even though they know you’re submissive, Slavr’s taskmistresses also realise that you’re just another lazy, feckless man without the right encouragement.  This sluser’s about to get some direct user feedback.

At the end of the tasking, of course the sluser is released (this will happen automatically after just 12 hours inactivity, so don’t worry your taskmistress forgets formally to end the task).  The taskmistress is prompted to rate the sluser’s service.  Feedback is very important indeed and the Slavr corporation ensures that all of its registered slusers receive a comprehensive feedback session at least once a week.  Ratings of two stars and below are dealt with wtithin 24 hours, after which will be given the opportunity to send a written apology, explaining how much you learnt from the experience.

If a sluser receives a
no-star rating, the taskmistress will be sent a video link to watch the feedback session if she wishes. Ladies of a kindly disposition are advised to consider carefully whether they actually want to see it.

Update!  There’s exciting news about Slavr’s new service – Slavr-Pay!  Here’s an advance copy of the pitch.  

Ladies!  Sign up with Slavr-Pay to make life easier at the checkout.  Just open up the app, select “Slavr-Pay” as an option and you’ll see all the local slusers and their available bank balances.  Select the one nearest to you who has enough for whatever it is you’re buying and select ‘Run!’.  Your sluser will come straight to the cash desk and settle everything.  He’s supposed to thank you for the privilege, so ding him when you rate him if he fails to do so.

*  That’s Google’s special search service for male subs.  You have
to ask very, very nicely for search results, then wait on your knees. 
What? You hadn’t heard of it? Honestly, am I the only here who actually uses a

** SlavrFem – purportedly a new service aimed at dominant males seeking
submissive females turned out to be a hoax operation, run by a group of female
supremacists.  Approximately 15,000 male users registered on the first
day. SlavrCorp moved rapidly to disown the hoax product and it is thought that
no more than a thousand males actually attempted to use the service to arrange
a rendezvous with a female slave.  A class action suit, seeking to pin the
blame for the castration these men experienced on SlavrCorp itself, was thrown
out by Justice Erica Braithwaite with the comment “These dumb men and
their genitals are much better separated anyway.”.

***  Of course, if a taskmistress
actually intends for a sluser to
kneel for any period of time, she can simply set it as a task, in which case no
limit is imposed, rather than going to the trouble of clicking for an extension
every two hours.

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