The natural position, for those we look up to.
Talking down to you
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.
He didn’t willingly submit to her, so he was forcibly broken in ways too terrible to mention.
¡ La Señorita fuerte !
Alberto
Too terrible to mention, Alberto? This blog prides itself on mentioning the unmentionable, although the results are admittedly often terrible.
Best wishes
S
My slave sissy husband, Max, really loves my new boyfriend, William. This is not always the case with him. Sometimes, although he says and does all the right things, Max takes a dislike to some guys I date. I can always tell, but with Will he is such a devoted sissy.
Lately, we have been a very domesticated couple. We both have very demanding jobs and so it is nice to spend the evening cooking Italian food and watching trashy TV, whilst Max is sent to his room, in order to give us space. When it is cold outside we sometimes go to bed early so that we can snuggle and cuddle and laugh together. This often leads to William taking a dominant role and fucking me hard and long. Bliss!!! Mainly, though we hold each other and talk about our plans. Maybe a holiday is planned or a visit to an interesting museum, or a fashion show or a nice restaurant. It is so cozy and sexy and lovely.
In the morning Max gets up extra early, when William is here, to ensure the place is tidy, cups and plates are taken to the kitchen, magazines are put back in the rack, the carpet is vacuumed and all is neat and tidy. He must clean William’s shoes and, if needed, wash and iron his shirt and undies. He is in really big trouble from me if anything is wrong when I come downstairs.
Max is such a good sissy, and I love him very much. I have got him to write a nice letter, on his Miss Kitty note paper, to William, thanking him for all he does for us, all he is for me and what a kind and considerate Master he is to him.
As I type, William has just gone off to the train station to commute to work, Max is upstairs dusting and vacuuming the bedrooms (all six!) and he will change my bed and wash the sheets and pillowcases.
All is well, Servitor.
Zoe
All does indeed sound well, Ms Zoe.
I mean, it wouldn’t necessarily matter if little Maxie didn’t like William. I’m sure he could still be made to behave perfectly correctly, so that William would feel appreciated, even if you can always tell. And it’s not as if anyone cares whether he’s happy with the situation or not. But it’s nice when it just works out, so you can use any whippings for other objectives.
Best wishes
S
MS Zoe has used her female powers to make Max surrender to her, and as a result he has become emasculated and an undesirable beta male. Meanwhile she is still desiring alpha males.
Curious minds want to know what you think?
Perhaps curious minds are just going to have to stay unsatisified, Alberto, on that matter as on so much else.
Best wishes
S
My wife often threatens to have me shave my head. She has long been bored with the “hairless below the neck” trope, though that is precisely how she keeps me.
I am so used to it now that it feels perfectly natural to me, even when I am seen by the local GP, who knows me socially. A while ago though, he had a medical student with him when I was examined intimately and she didn’t really manage to hide her amusement at my boy-like parts.
It immediately made me think back to my wife’s comment after the first time she had me remove all my pubic hair. She laughed long and hard, telling me that I looked like “the last turkey in the shop”. I’ve never really got over that….
All those years ago, I used to shave my whole body. Eventually my wife got fed up of the stubble and got me an electric epilator. Now there is an interesting learning curve…. Very painful at first, though totally effective for up to two months. Eventually the hair decided it was a losing battle and now it hardly grows at all.
Nonny
Sounds like male hair responds to painful incentives in much the same way as the rest of the male body, Nonny. Good to know.
Male hair does taste awful, though, and is hard to swallow. I remember, from lockdown. Not like my SO’s silky, soapy stubble in foam, which is a real treat.
Best wishes
S
Hey, wait a moment. If she always thought bald men look stupid why did she shave his own huband’s head? That sounds contradictory.
Ah but women are complicated like that Mr A. They contain multitudes. My SO is constantly telling me I am being stupid – as, to be fair, I usually am – but is perfectly capable of turning round and slapping me for being ‘too clever by half’. Once she even punished me for behaving ‘slavishly’ which does seem particularly ironic. But who am I to say?
It’s complicated… but at the same time very, very simple, in an odd sort of way, if you see what I mean.
Best wishes
S