Why make things complicated?
Simple obedience
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.
What a great coincidence. I have very sensitive knees and it gets very painful to kneel for whatever amount of time. Every dominant woman I have ever know (and that has been warned of this fact) also didn’t feel it was necessary for me to get any cushion for my poor knees.
What can I say, we do as we are told, eh?
It merely serves once again to illustrate that what we males want and what we need are two quite different things and it takes a superior sensibility to any we possess to set us right on the matter.
Best wishes
S
(PS – on a slightly more serious note – and in keeping with my usual habit of wanting to reassure prospective newbie slaves nervous about contacting a professional lady, who might be alarmed by some of the fantasy elements of this blog – I do actually have a problem with my knees and the dommes I visit are almost always accommodating of that!)
Almost always?
Almost. Occasionally one of the lovely ladies I’m privileged to visit decides that I can do a few minutes at least before the cushion is scornfully tossed down to me, as one should not be seen to pander. And I can’t say she’s wrong about that.
Best wishes
S
Mila needs multi orgasms; all in a days work my good man.
She does and that can be quite exhausting when by chance there’s only one good man available to help her achieve that.But hard work never hurt anyone, right?
Best wishes
S
Surely it’s not possible to run far with a tampon in your shoe?
Mr M
Anything’s possible, Mr M, given enough determination. Rest assured, however, that neither of those lovely ladies has the slightest intention of inconveniencing herself by running with a tampon in her shoe. Their client has set out ‘the tampon thing’ he wants to try in exhaustive and revolting detail, in a series of emails, and Rosie is going to do some – not all – of that, along with a few other things he didn’t ask for that she thinks would be funny. What would life be, without surprises, eh?
Best wishes
S
I’m sure she won’t mind a respectful conversation about the dynamics of their relationship. But the key term is respectful. Last time, before she imposed marriage on him, he tried to “stand up for himself”, saying he needs more time to think about it, about the relationship being more 50/50, and her bullying ways coming to an end.
Let’s just say his delivery was not appreciated, and she slapped him into next Sunday, hung him on a rack by his undies and put belt to ass, while discussing how his life was gonna under her firm hand going forward. At least this time, he’s on his knees, kissing her feet, not “demanding”, not raising his voice, but begging, pleading, his fear boner on full display. She saved his life, and his business from certain failure, so anything less than pure fear and worship in anything he requests won’t be tolerated.
Exactly, Squaw. Dynamics of any relationship should be just that – dynamic. Fast moving, thrilling and liable to leave one wondering where all this started, to have gone so far so quickly. The lady in the scenario your fecund, fetid imagination has come up with sounds like she understands that only too well.
All that said, of course, there is a place in any relationship for stability and calm, to allow for silent contemplation. Mine is the corner, in the hall, just where I can be seen from her chair in the living room.
Best wishes
S