Strict confidence

Oh, it could have been any little thing, really. Husbands bruise up so easily. My SO’s stopped worrying about it.
If you were complaining to yourself about how annoyingly vanilla they were being, when you’d really wanted a heavy pain session, then today you’re in for a treat.
Eugh, she’s in danger of leaving that old chewing gum smeared across the hotel sheet. I hope she knows a method for cleaning that off.
No, you don’t want the wrong size. Remember: the right size is ‘ridiculously, embarassingly short’.
The other guy thought it was her and is therefore currently undergoing a bit of a psychological life-crisis.
Sometimes with these big stars, you just have to humour them. Like when Gal Gadot arrives on set and all the males present have to bow down and kiss the floor in front of her. I mean, probably most of them would anyway, but it ‘s actually in her contract, so…

Your two great eyes will slay me suddenly

Their beauty shakes me who was once serene; Straight through my heart the wound is quick and keen.

I realise that Sunday’s posts tend to be themed and this is only loosely themed, since most of the ladies featured on this blog do have eyes, usually two of them (except in the stranger sci-fi or ‘further side’ captions) and the eyes, like everything else about them, are usually great. But it does get a bit more specifically themed, towards the end, you’ll see.

Hey – well done you! First time your sexual perfomance has really satisfied her. Let’s hope it’s the first of many.
Mixed signals can even end up in slavery contracts. For example, my first contract ruled out having cigarettes stubbed out on me as a hard limit, but it also said that my purpose in life was to please my SO, including sexually. Quite a dilemma – but she dealt with it decisively, as she so often does.
Many men prefer women of moderate size in that regard, but you wouldn’t think so from looking at online porn.
It’s actually much nicer not to have a financial allowance, I find, as you don’t have to bother yourself with budgeting and suchlike and it really helps develop those pleading skills, which are all-important in a successful relationship. Plus there’s much less danger of buying anything she might not approve of, which is just one less anxiety to worry about, isn’t it?
Don’t worry: you’ll get a new name. And if you ever forget it (and you will, lacking any long-term memory), just strip naked and ask someone who knows how to read to tell you.
Actually, Anya quite likes submissives, in their proper place.

The above refers of course to….

By the way, truth imitates art, reality imitates fiction and all that sort of thing, right? As is so infrequently demonstrated on this blog, whose predictions are scarily inaccurate. But Anya…

OK, look, do I think she’s really the lifestyle domme / female supremacist of my dreams? No, alas, probably not. But do I think she knows perfectly well what effect some of her outfits have on a certain male demographic? Oh yes, I totally do. As I pointed out before, so these are just a few more:

OK, that one was because she’d just been in a Mad Max movie. But the rest…?
Could be taken from a Woman Worship shoot. Not AI to the best of my knowledge?
Oh. My. Goddess.

… and… and even when it’s not specifically the clothes, it’s the look, it’s the attitude. Right? I mean…

…and… and…

I mean, sure you can caption the image with her saying something chastity-themed (I think I have) but it doesn’t actually need the caption, does it?

Of course although the dominatrix and ice maiden looks will have 90% of male submissives essentially catatonic with awed desire, there’s still the more sissy-oriented minority in our community who are unlikely to respond to… oh hang on, never mind:

… and surely any findomme would kill for an image like this on her web site:

Sigh…