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.
Scarlet ladies
Come on – don’t hold back. If you’ve thought of… oh five or six bad things you might have done, just tell her all of them. What’s the harm? Couples should share things, so they learn to understand each other better.
No loss, really. You’d look silly on a golf course in your little dress, cap and apron, anyway.
Just for the avoidance of doubt: you should also do that if you don’t want to eat straw, now she’s said it.
Aren’t you special!
Don’t worry, it’s not like she can control your thoughts. Just make sure you never express or act upon them, without permission.Treasure did a convincing job of looking terrified. See if you can do the same when you wake up and they come back and start playing with you. They’ll appreciate that.
4 thoughts on “Scarlet ladies”
Oh, to be punished for ogling Ms J’s cleavage! It would almost be worth it – every lash bringing back the memory of that brief forbidden but treasured glimpse of paradise.
Don’t worry, tom. Ms J knows exactly how many lashes such a glimpse is worth and her aides have standing orders to ensure that any consequent flogging lasts at least three times as long as that.
How come only one man is locked in that one caption?
I thought in your sicked twisted mind we all deserve a (small, electrified, spiked) chastity cage, Servitor.
Ah, but my sick twisted mind is not where things get decided, Mr A. It may well be that I’d prefer those two lovely ladies to confine their amorous activities to Sapphic pleasures with one another, but if they wish to engage in heterosexual sex, that’s not something I can prevent, alas. Perhaps in due course all women will see the light, men being nasty, smelly, hairy things. But until then, I’m afraid some penises are likely to remain attached and unlocked, no matter how much I might disapprove.
Oh, to be punished for ogling Ms J’s cleavage! It would almost be worth it – every lash bringing back the memory of that brief forbidden but treasured glimpse of paradise.
Don’t worry, tom. Ms J knows exactly how many lashes such a glimpse is worth and her aides have standing orders to ensure that any consequent flogging lasts at least three times as long as that.
Best wishes
S
How come only one man is locked in that one caption?
I thought in your sicked twisted mind we all deserve a (small, electrified, spiked) chastity cage, Servitor.
Ah, but my sick twisted mind is not where things get decided, Mr A. It may well be that I’d prefer those two lovely ladies to confine their amorous activities to Sapphic pleasures with one another, but if they wish to engage in heterosexual sex, that’s not something I can prevent, alas. Perhaps in due course all women will see the light, men being nasty, smelly, hairy things. But until then, I’m afraid some penises are likely to remain attached and unlocked, no matter how much I might disapprove.
Best wishes
S