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.
She walks in beauty, like the night
She’s right, of course (as women do tend to be in my experience). You can only feel frustrated while you retain hope.
Many rich man marrying younger second wives worry that they’ll be reckless with money, but in this case it does look as if he’s married someone capable and willing to exercise strict financial control.
Of course there’s nothing wrong with a sissy having opinions, as long as they are sensible opinions derived from someone else – someone without intellect-destroying Y-chromosomes.
The problem is, she’s a perfectionist, but really, why should she have to give up on the ideal of perfection? Looks to me like she’s determined to keep trying, despite these setbacks, which I find admirable.
And that’s a sin.
Typical selfish male behaviour on maggot’s part, there, not even managing to remain alive despite the two ladies having a clear use for him at least for the next hour or so. But as things turned out, the resulting photo-shoot went really well – in fact they resolved to use dead slaves more often, as they’re less annoying.
A classic from Cruella. And you can now download the originals, the stories in which are no less deliciously dismissive and brutal than my caption. Wonderful stuff.
4 thoughts on “She walks in beauty, like the night”
The Merry Widow
Simon’s last words to her were touching. “Just be happy, darling.”
He probably didn’t think that would involve his widow getting tipsy at the wake. And then fellating the man who bullied him at boarding school.
Oh, I don’t see why he wouldn’t think that, PP. After all, that’s how Simon and she met. She was even wearing the same cute little widow’s veil/fascinator. If course, she’s had it cleaned since.
Poor Simon, he’d always been able to make her happy. Even towards the end, when he was in near-constant pain, she was with him and enjoyed every moment of their last few days together.
It was a bit embarassing when she pulled out the wrong speech at his funeral and spoke of her undying love for George, and how his last words to her – by curious coincidence – were also ‘Just be happy, darling.” His will was the same word-for-word too, so maybe that’s why she muddled them up in her distraught state, the poor thing. But George was made of tougher stuff – he lasted for days, despite being in great pain, at the end. She had a little smile on her face, during her speech, when she remembered that.
Anyway, I understand she’s determined the next one should be ‘a keeper’ and ‘should take her total to more than 30 inches”, whatever she means by that.
It’s clear. If you never ask for sex, she will never have to deny you, in other words tell you “no”. However she knows you’re aroused anyway; but she likes you to pretend you are not. She’s such a lady, you’re such a gentleman.
Your arousal and continual denial makes her feel desirable, she doesn’t want to ruin that. You understand her logic don’t you. It’s all a game that she wins, she’s proven desirable; you lose as you’re frustrated and denied.
Such proper British people.
Alberto
One has to do things in the correct manner, Alberto. In polite society is is considered quite improper to ask a lady to unlock you until you have been properly introduced to her shoes, for example.
The Merry Widow
Simon’s last words to her were touching. “Just be happy, darling.”
He probably didn’t think that would involve his widow getting tipsy at the wake. And then fellating the man who bullied him at boarding school.
But never mind. It definitely made her happy.
PP
Oh, I don’t see why he wouldn’t think that, PP. After all, that’s how Simon and she met. She was even wearing the same cute little widow’s veil/fascinator. If course, she’s had it cleaned since.
Poor Simon, he’d always been able to make her happy. Even towards the end, when he was in near-constant pain, she was with him and enjoyed every moment of their last few days together.
It was a bit embarassing when she pulled out the wrong speech at his funeral and spoke of her undying love for George, and how his last words to her – by curious coincidence – were also ‘Just be happy, darling.” His will was the same word-for-word too, so maybe that’s why she muddled them up in her distraught state, the poor thing. But George was made of tougher stuff – he lasted for days, despite being in great pain, at the end. She had a little smile on her face, during her speech, when she remembered that.
Anyway, I understand she’s determined the next one should be ‘a keeper’ and ‘should take her total to more than 30 inches”, whatever she means by that.
Best wishes
S
It’s clear. If you never ask for sex, she will never have to deny you, in other words tell you “no”. However she knows you’re aroused anyway; but she likes you to pretend you are not. She’s such a lady, you’re such a gentleman.
Your arousal and continual denial makes her feel desirable, she doesn’t want to ruin that. You understand her logic don’t you. It’s all a game that she wins, she’s proven desirable; you lose as you’re frustrated and denied.
Such proper British people.
Alberto
One has to do things in the correct manner, Alberto. In polite society is is considered quite improper to ask a lady to unlock you until you have been properly introduced to her shoes, for example.
Best wishes
S