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.
Divine displeasure
Very different from my SO’s attitude – she likes to hear about how much it hurts.
Bit pointless to book a heavy session and use a safeword anyway. It’s like…. I dunno, going to an expensive restaurant and only eating stale bread with water. I mean, I’ve done that, obviously but…
She’ll definitely tell them off: she’s very cross about what they did. But she has a sweet, forgiving nature, so don’t be surprised if she goes back on her intention to ban all of them except Tony. I mean, that is a lot of cock to deprive herself of, and it’s not as if it was really such a big deal, right? And there’s the question of fairness to them to consider too…
You can have one of his trainers as well, if you fancy a threesome.
It’s ridiculous you can’t have men’s brains fixed to stop them being annoying… seriously annoying, I mean, obviously. We need to fund the NHS properly.
Lots of things to think about… and plenty of time to think, too.
10 thoughts on “Divine displeasure”
Last picture; oh yeah, she keeps planning more nightmares.
My darling girl friend was so intoxicating. Then after a while she tied my hands to chain from the ceiling. I thought it was a fun game.
However next her girl friends came in the room. She said they were one part of the gynarchy sisterhood. There I was butt naked and strung up to ceiling with ropes.
My girl friend beat me with a paddle in front of those women. I can’t tell you how embarrassed I was!
Next they took a feather and stroke my dick making it leak. I felt totally unmanly in front of them.
Next they stuck a vibrator up my ass after applying lots of lubricant. It made me gradually drain my semen out. Those women just sort of laughed at me. I felt totally humiliated. I can’t explain it.
They said that ejaculations must be stamped out.
I was untied and allowed to dress and leave.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to ejaculate again. I felt so devastated.
I’m sincerely sorry to hear about the gentleman above’s very disturbing and wholly unlooked for exploitative experience described above.
But in the realm of power-exchange fantasy of the kind that this blog deals in, I found Divine displeasure to be a very successful collection of its kind, in that it elegantly and erotically captures the mindset intrinsic to this particular kind of D/s play (again, as opposed to the deeply unsettling forced humiliation and more that the unnamed man above suffered in RT).
Thank you. Erm… no offence but your comment reads vaguely AI-ish? Harder and harder to tell these days…
Of course if you’re not an AI, then if you’re reading this blog you’re almost certainly such a poor excuse for a man that being called an AI would be more of a compliment than an insult, so I hope you won’t take it amiss.
All in favour of forced humiliation, though…
But thank you for your comment, whatever kind of thing you are.
Not to worry, in any event. The great majority of ‘readers’ of this blog are males, so it doesn’t matter one jot if you waste their time with repeated, redundant text. Indeed, that is the motivating principle of the entire blog.
He’s a sweet lad, really. And he did apologise when she insisted.
But he did say you seemed to “be into it” at the time. And he did point out how you came as he buggered you. And how deep you took it. And how tight you were – at the start at least.
Keen to master the art of taking a brutishly big cock anally for her hung-but-dim beau, she asked for “little replay” of those events.
Well, PP, I guess as well as her interest in all things buggery and anal, she does feel some responsibility to observe an example of what actually went on; otherwise how could she decide for herself whether it’s really a case of toxic masculinity or just a bit of friendly horseplay? Anyway, with her watching there’s little chance of it all going too far by accident, isn’t there? So it’s probably best just to trust her, lube up, relax that sphincter and think happy, heterosexual thoughts.
That’s nice. I can’t remember when I last had a spontaneous orgasm… it takes a lot of planning, preparation, begging and housework to even get started, frankly. My SO is much quicker but even she usually needs to be whipping me for a good ten minutes at least to get properly aroused. Still, you do you – or someone else do you – right?
Last picture; oh yeah, she keeps planning more nightmares.
My darling girl friend was so intoxicating. Then after a while she tied my hands to chain from the ceiling. I thought it was a fun game.
However next her girl friends came in the room. She said they were one part of the gynarchy sisterhood. There I was butt naked and strung up to ceiling with ropes.
My girl friend beat me with a paddle in front of those women. I can’t tell you how embarrassed I was!
Next they took a feather and stroke my dick making it leak. I felt totally unmanly in front of them.
Next they stuck a vibrator up my ass after applying lots of lubricant. It made me gradually drain my semen out. Those women just sort of laughed at me. I felt totally humiliated. I can’t explain it.
They said that ejaculations must be stamped out.
I was untied and allowed to dress and leave.
I don’t think I’ll ever be able to ejaculate again. I felt so devastated.
Ah well, I don’t imagine ejaculating was doing you or anyone else much good anyway. Try taking up a hobby.
Best wishes
S
I’m sincerely sorry to hear about the gentleman above’s very disturbing and wholly unlooked for exploitative experience described above.
But in the realm of power-exchange fantasy of the kind that this blog deals in, I found Divine displeasure to be a very successful collection of its kind, in that it elegantly and erotically captures the mindset intrinsic to this particular kind of D/s play (again, as opposed to the deeply unsettling forced humiliation and more that the unnamed man above suffered in RT).
Thank you. Erm… no offence but your comment reads vaguely AI-ish? Harder and harder to tell these days…
Of course if you’re not an AI, then if you’re reading this blog you’re almost certainly such a poor excuse for a man that being called an AI would be more of a compliment than an insult, so I hope you won’t take it amiss.
All in favour of forced humiliation, though…
But thank you for your comment, whatever kind of thing you are.
Best wishes
S
Sorry for the redundancy accidentally written into the first paragraph above.
Hmm again…. not very AI.
Not to worry, in any event. The great majority of ‘readers’ of this blog are males, so it doesn’t matter one jot if you waste their time with repeated, redundant text. Indeed, that is the motivating principle of the entire blog.
Best wishes
S
Big Tony
He’s a sweet lad, really. And he did apologise when she insisted.
But he did say you seemed to “be into it” at the time. And he did point out how you came as he buggered you. And how deep you took it. And how tight you were – at the start at least.
Keen to master the art of taking a brutishly big cock anally for her hung-but-dim beau, she asked for “little replay” of those events.
The things we do for love!
PP
Well, PP, I guess as well as her interest in all things buggery and anal, she does feel some responsibility to observe an example of what actually went on; otherwise how could she decide for herself whether it’s really a case of toxic masculinity or just a bit of friendly horseplay? Anyway, with her watching there’s little chance of it all going too far by accident, isn’t there? So it’s probably best just to trust her, lube up, relax that sphincter and think happy, heterosexual thoughts.
Best wishes
S
Hey. My wife just got a spontaneous orgasm while reading all this!!!
That’s nice. I can’t remember when I last had a spontaneous orgasm… it takes a lot of planning, preparation, begging and housework to even get started, frankly. My SO is much quicker but even she usually needs to be whipping me for a good ten minutes at least to get properly aroused. Still, you do you – or someone else do you – right?
Best wishes
S