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.
All for her
Women are more sensitive to other people’s pain than are men. It’s an empathy thing.
Nothing quite so off-putting in a shining session as catching sight of your own face. Bleagh!
There are many rules of client meetings but ‘she’s always right’ covers most of them.
Doesn’t seem fair, really, when my own ‘secret sauce’ is all bottled up.
Don’t worry: Mistress Elizabeth offered to repay the time. Let’s see… two minutes and her time’s worth… what, a million times yours? So that’s… let’s see… using all my fingers… carry the one… 3.8 years hard labour. Oh, might as well round it up to four. Let’s hope she’s a kind mistress.
To be fair, no Mistress I’ve ever visited has ever called me by my real name.
10 thoughts on “All for her”
Not the only thing he forgot this morning from the looks of things.
Let’s hope it’s still there at the end of the session…..
Are you suggesting he’s improperly dressed, Mr M? He certainly does seem to be letting it all hang out, with the proviso that ‘it all’ is not a lot and it is barely hanging at all, merely protruding.
I was reading the morning newspapers when i saw it. Oh god, what will Katherine say when she sees it. It was a photo of me coming out of a nightclub early in the morning, looking hot and sexy and a bit ”tired” whilst the President was on a visit to the European Union in Brussels. I had gone with an old friend from uni days, and had been drinking and smoking and having fun.
The headline read, ”FIRST SISSY FAILS AGAIN.” Oh goodness, I hope Katherine is in a good mood.
”Maisie, honey, have you anything to say about this photo. Have you been a complete idiot, again? How could you, in election year, when I am working my socks off for the American people. I know you are young and very sexy and very sissy, but Maisie, you have let me down.”
Katherine sent me to sleep in a guest room at the White House and, over the next week, the most extraordinary thing happened. The press were sympathetic, her poll rating among young people started to go up, they said I was like a precious china doll who was neglected, and so now and again rebelled against the restrictions of being the First Sissy. The press criticised Katherine for not looking after me and letting me run wild.
First sissies have a difficult role. I mean, no one elected them (understandably: who would?) but they are often on public display and are expected to embody the best behaviour expected of submissives. But then, obviously, they’re male(ish) so they fuck up on a regular basis.
It sounds like Katherine has taken matters in hand, but if she doesn’t have time in her busy schedule for the necessary oversight, she can always appoint a suitably firm chief of staff to the First Sissy’s office, right?
Great captions as always. Thank you for sharing them with us. 💐
– As the wise poetess Lydia of Femdoma said, “O pity thee who hath no reign / Atop a man’s face she hath filled with pain.”
– There’s a technique, dubiously attributed to Master Cromwell during his stay in Italy, where one can focus intently on the details of the polished surface as to be absorbed in them and having no Hyle left to be reflected. Its secrets seem to have, sadly, vanished with the Puritans who had mastered it.
– A little motivation and men can move mountains. Or invent electricity. Or get over mountains of paperwork while ‘embracing’ the wonders of electricity.
– It’s good for the skin, experts say. Men have a very thick skin, however; so, it’s better to err on the safe side and feed it to them—let their circulatory system supply it to their skin internally.
– One sub and all those guests, plus the mistresses? Why, the after-party cleaning alone will eat up those fleeting four years!
– Maybe the poor sod has misunderstood the friendly advice from the lady receptionist, “If at any point you want things to slow down, just tell her ‘Mistress, mercy, yeah?’” He’s lucky he’s too slow, using a wrong name is a far less serious crime. The last slave who asked for mercy left in an ambulance!
Plenty of food for thought there, Tamer, thank you. I’ll just note:
#4: I understand nutrition experts say that cum is actually unhealthy and have recommended trying to reduce or even eliminate its presence in the food chain. The Government is thinking of setting a target of reducing the UK’s production of cum by 90%, which sounds ambitious but several experts have suggested methods by which it could be achieved.
#6: Yes, you’re right: Fat Bastard should definitely explain that he wasn’t saying ‘Marcia’ but ‘Mercy, yeah’. I’m sure she’ll quickly realise her mistake and apologise unreservedly. If I manage to find any pictures of the aftermath, I’ll post them, as I’m sure it will be instructive.
Not the only thing he forgot this morning from the looks of things.
Let’s hope it’s still there at the end of the session…..
Mr M
Are you suggesting he’s improperly dressed, Mr M? He certainly does seem to be letting it all hang out, with the proviso that ‘it all’ is not a lot and it is barely hanging at all, merely protruding.
Best wishes
S
First Sissy.
I was reading the morning newspapers when i saw it. Oh god, what will Katherine say when she sees it. It was a photo of me coming out of a nightclub early in the morning, looking hot and sexy and a bit ”tired” whilst the President was on a visit to the European Union in Brussels. I had gone with an old friend from uni days, and had been drinking and smoking and having fun.
The headline read, ”FIRST SISSY FAILS AGAIN.” Oh goodness, I hope Katherine is in a good mood.
”Maisie, honey, have you anything to say about this photo. Have you been a complete idiot, again? How could you, in election year, when I am working my socks off for the American people. I know you are young and very sexy and very sissy, but Maisie, you have let me down.”
Katherine sent me to sleep in a guest room at the White House and, over the next week, the most extraordinary thing happened. The press were sympathetic, her poll rating among young people started to go up, they said I was like a precious china doll who was neglected, and so now and again rebelled against the restrictions of being the First Sissy. The press criticised Katherine for not looking after me and letting me run wild.
Extraordinary!!!!
Zoe
First sissies have a difficult role. I mean, no one elected them (understandably: who would?) but they are often on public display and are expected to embody the best behaviour expected of submissives. But then, obviously, they’re male(ish) so they fuck up on a regular basis.
It sounds like Katherine has taken matters in hand, but if she doesn’t have time in her busy schedule for the necessary oversight, she can always appoint a suitably firm chief of staff to the First Sissy’s office, right?
Sail on, o mighty ship of state.
Best wishes
S
Females bond together to gain dominance over a male.
Alberto
Yes, although they hardly need to, one female being quite capable of taking on any number of males.
Best wishes
S
Enjoy your female freedom !
And males can enjoy an alternative to freedom, better suited to their needs. Or not enjoy it – no one who matters cares.
Best wishes
S
Great captions as always. Thank you for sharing them with us. 💐
– As the wise poetess Lydia of Femdoma said, “O pity thee who hath no reign / Atop a man’s face she hath filled with pain.”
– There’s a technique, dubiously attributed to Master Cromwell during his stay in Italy, where one can focus intently on the details of the polished surface as to be absorbed in them and having no Hyle left to be reflected. Its secrets seem to have, sadly, vanished with the Puritans who had mastered it.
– A little motivation and men can move mountains. Or invent electricity. Or get over mountains of paperwork while ‘embracing’ the wonders of electricity.
– It’s good for the skin, experts say. Men have a very thick skin, however; so, it’s better to err on the safe side and feed it to them—let their circulatory system supply it to their skin internally.
– One sub and all those guests, plus the mistresses? Why, the after-party cleaning alone will eat up those fleeting four years!
– Maybe the poor sod has misunderstood the friendly advice from the lady receptionist, “If at any point you want things to slow down, just tell her ‘Mistress, mercy, yeah?’” He’s lucky he’s too slow, using a wrong name is a far less serious crime. The last slave who asked for mercy left in an ambulance!
Plenty of food for thought there, Tamer, thank you. I’ll just note:
#4: I understand nutrition experts say that cum is actually unhealthy and have recommended trying to reduce or even eliminate its presence in the food chain. The Government is thinking of setting a target of reducing the UK’s production of cum by 90%, which sounds ambitious but several experts have suggested methods by which it could be achieved.
#6: Yes, you’re right: Fat Bastard should definitely explain that he wasn’t saying ‘Marcia’ but ‘Mercy, yeah’. I’m sure she’ll quickly realise her mistake and apologise unreservedly. If I manage to find any pictures of the aftermath, I’ll post them, as I’m sure it will be instructive.
Best wishes
S