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.
Now, please, darling
7 thoughts on “Now, please, darling”
Oh SeƱor Servitor, where have the women with affection gone to? Are there no more, anymore?
Saludos
Alberto
Now Servitor, we know you have been away on heady holiday and may have seen a dangerous surfeit of exposed skin. I fear though it has unbalanced your usual sense of propriety.
Picture 1 is going to get me in to so much trouble!
I’m sorry, Mr Mouse, but I really don’t understand what you mean by that. I see a picture of a lovely young lady, clothed in a pretty white outfit in delicate lace. Sure, I can see a few shadows and patches of light and dark, probably caused by the leaves on the tree outside the window, causing the light to dapple, but nothing untoward, no overly exposed skin. I’ve looked again… nope.
What do you see, Mr Mouse? You know, there’s this thing called pareidolia – humans’ tendency to see faces and otherwise construct shapes and meaning out of random patterns. Maybe you have a version of that, a sexualised version? If so, I suggest you consult a professional about it. A neurologist, say, or – more expensive but surely more effective – a strict governess. I’m sure if you describe exactly what your perverted mind perceves in this entirely innocent and sweeet image, she could begin a course of treatment that I’m sure you’d find effective.
If you don’t deal with this now (or – same thing – get someone else to deal with you) it’s only going to get worse. And that’s going to cause increasing difficulty and even discomfort in your day to day life. Always best to nip things in the bud before they get out of control, as my SO wisely pronounced on our wedding night.
Oh SeƱor Servitor, where have the women with affection gone to? Are there no more, anymore?
Saludos
Alberto
They were always rather rare, Alberto. This is servitor’s blog, after all, so the default attitude of any woman is naturally contempt.
Just for you, though, here’s the lovely smiley Rachel.
best wishes
S
Now Servitor, we know you have been away on heady holiday and may have seen a dangerous surfeit of exposed skin. I fear though it has unbalanced your usual sense of propriety.
Picture 1 is going to get me in to so much trouble!
Mr Mouse
I’m sorry, Mr Mouse, but I really don’t understand what you mean by that. I see a picture of a lovely young lady, clothed in a pretty white outfit in delicate lace. Sure, I can see a few shadows and patches of light and dark, probably caused by the leaves on the tree outside the window, causing the light to dapple, but nothing untoward, no overly exposed skin. I’ve looked again… nope.
What do you see, Mr Mouse? You know, there’s this thing called pareidolia – humans’ tendency to see faces and otherwise construct shapes and meaning out of random patterns. Maybe you have a version of that, a sexualised version? If so, I suggest you consult a professional about it. A neurologist, say, or – more expensive but surely more effective – a strict governess. I’m sure if you describe exactly what your perverted mind perceves in this entirely innocent and sweeet image, she could begin a course of treatment that I’m sure you’d find effective.
If you don’t deal with this now (or – same thing – get someone else to deal with you) it’s only going to get worse. And that’s going to cause increasing difficulty and even discomfort in your day to day life. Always best to nip things in the bud before they get out of control, as my SO wisely pronounced on our wedding night.
Best wishes
S
Thank you Servitor. I plan on using exactly this explanation when challenged on my behaviour by wife. I will let you know how it goes.
Mr M