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.
A slap in the face is more effective than ten lectures.
It makes you understand very quickly.
Leopold von Sacher-Masoch wrote that. He knew a thing or two, that lad. They should name something after him, to commemorate his life and work.
Males sometimes find it hard to understand why such things matter. Most women will have a sensible answer, usually along the lines of ‘Hand me your belt and bend over that chair.’ It’s a Mars/Venus thing, just go with it.
Period pains can be pretty intense, as he’s about to find out.
Screaming in agony and pleading for mercy is just another way of giving a woman oral stimulation, if you think about it. I think about it a lot.
More electric shocks. Isn’t the modern world wonderful, with all this technology to make routine domestic tasks easier?
As it turned out, she got a bit confused over which was which, so both got punished for both. It really didn’t matter anyway, certainly not to her.
Cruellan (and Goddessian) material continues to become more and more available. Go check out the ‘SLOC’ programme and download gigbytes of sneering, beatings and delicious unpleasantness – and there are ever more magazines. ‘Is it free’? No it’s not free, you cheapskate, and nor are the best things in life. Like a lot of this stuff, though, I’m sure it’s vastly cheaper than it used to be when these things were bought wrapped in flowery paper in a Soho shop and carried home in shaking hands and breathless anticipation.
The school has a policy about bullying. So does she.
6 thoughts on “A slap in the face is more effective than ten lectures.”
As far as slaps in the face, She refers to them as “bitch slaps.” Those in public are incredibly humbling.
Yes, I was once casually, but firmly, slapped by my first ever domme as we entered a restaurant and I still recall the look of amazement on the face of someone who saw it happen. Heady, happy days.
What sort of madman would willingly place himself under the control of those three demonesses in the black lingerie? Who would be crazy enough knowingly to condemn himself to endless cycles of screaming and thrashing about in agony just for the meagre privilege of providing them exhaustingly with prolonged oral pleasuring they would selfishly accept without any possibility of reciprocation – knowing their sexual activities will only and always be fully focused on each other rather than their doomed victim? Uh, you wouldn’t happen to have their contact details, would you?
That’s right, tom. Anyone wanting such a thing would need to be a right old pervert who needs his head examined. It would be a very odd thing to want… very odd indeed. If I can, I’ll try to put you in touch, but I do hear there’s quite a long waiting list.
They do have a very nice little statue along with an accompanying hotel/cafe devoted to the renown Sacher-Masoch in Lviv, or as my ancestors used to call it Lemberg. There Miss Yulia used to take a quirt to Leo’s hienie whenever he failed to perform his domestic functions to her satisfaction.
Okay, maybe I embellished a little on that last remark, but the rest is all true and you can take pictures with the statue and get some discipline in the cafe. There are plenty of pictures along with amusing videos.
I am planning a pilgrimage as soon as the hostilities have ended, although I suppose they will give precedence to any foolish Russian tourists that want to atone for any sins they may have committed.
Quite right too. I hope the brave Ukrainian women (and their loyal boys) take inspiration from him. Sounds like a great tourist destination – paid tourism no doubt being the only way any Russians will be able to get there.
But, you know: ‘if you seek his monument, look around you’ as they say.
I’d always thought the collective name for a group of sissies was ‘a simpering’ or possibly ‘an absurdity’?
As far as slaps in the face, She refers to them as “bitch slaps.” Those in public are incredibly humbling.
Yes, I was once casually, but firmly, slapped by my first ever domme as we entered a restaurant and I still recall the look of amazement on the face of someone who saw it happen. Heady, happy days.
Best wishes
S
What sort of madman would willingly place himself under the control of those three demonesses in the black lingerie? Who would be crazy enough knowingly to condemn himself to endless cycles of screaming and thrashing about in agony just for the meagre privilege of providing them exhaustingly with prolonged oral pleasuring they would selfishly accept without any possibility of reciprocation – knowing their sexual activities will only and always be fully focused on each other rather than their doomed victim? Uh, you wouldn’t happen to have their contact details, would you?
That’s right, tom. Anyone wanting such a thing would need to be a right old pervert who needs his head examined. It would be a very odd thing to want… very odd indeed. If I can, I’ll try to put you in touch, but I do hear there’s quite a long waiting list.
Best wishes
S
They do have a very nice little statue along with an accompanying hotel/cafe devoted to the renown Sacher-Masoch in Lviv, or as my ancestors used to call it Lemberg. There Miss Yulia used to take a quirt to Leo’s hienie whenever he failed to perform his domestic functions to her satisfaction.
Okay, maybe I embellished a little on that last remark, but the rest is all true and you can take pictures with the statue and get some discipline in the cafe. There are plenty of pictures along with amusing videos.
I am planning a pilgrimage as soon as the hostilities have ended, although I suppose they will give precedence to any foolish Russian tourists that want to atone for any sins they may have committed.
Quite right too. I hope the brave Ukrainian women (and their loyal boys) take inspiration from him. Sounds like a great tourist destination – paid tourism no doubt being the only way any Russians will be able to get there.
But, you know: ‘if you seek his monument, look around you’ as they say.
I’d always thought the collective name for a group of sissies was ‘a simpering’ or possibly ‘an absurdity’?
Best wishes
S