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.
Inflexible
She is, so you’d better be bendy for her.
Don’t worry, there’s plenty of other ways to show your submission. And even when you’re not doing anything specifically to show it, it’ll still be there.
But they can draw comfort from the fact that she’ll be cozy and warm upstairs.
Many people think competitive ballbusting’s hardest on the men but they don’t actually need any skills, and their active careers in the sport are much, much shorter.
At the end of their meal, they’re invited to give feedback by pressing a happy or sad face. If the sad face is pressed too often, though, the battery needs recharging as apparently that uses up a lot of electricity.
Yes, odd how many people make that mistake. Being hit hard and repeatedly with a stick is the worst part, as anyone who’s actually experienced it can attest. That’s kinda the point.
Females dressed as maids… wooo, too kinky for me.
Regular masturbators readers will recognise Miss Zoe Paige, formerly Strict Miss Zoe, one of the loveliest, sweetest yet also hardest-spanking ladies across whose laps Servitor has had the privilege of writhing.
6 thoughts on “Inflexible”
Iām very flexible.
I get orgasms from a man kissing my feet
And I get a climax from beating a man.
Men a very useful to me in many ways.
Broad-Minded
Rosita
In the PFU (Parallel Femdom Universe) I can imagine competitive ballbusting being deeply controversial. Not the cruelty. Not the harmful effects on young people (all those copycat games in school playgrounds etc). Not the questions of dubious male consent that beset MLB (Major League Ballbusting).
The main problem with the sport is the inconsistency of male anatomy. It’s a simple fact that some testicles rupture more easily than others.
The PFU is where I spend most of my creative time, PP, it’s brutal and authoritarian but still preferable in almost all respects to so-called ‘reality’.
You’re right about the ball-busting, of course, but it’s really only a problem with those quick modern competitions. But those aren’t the real thing. A proper five-day test match allows any minor variations to even out and although you might suspect it would get dull, women seem happy to watch it, chatting happily with their friends, while any males accompanying them – although less gifted with the ability to appreciate the artistry of a skillful busting – find it easy to sustain interest by nervously eyeing the number on their ticket, and praying it does not come up in each close-of-play draw for the next day.
I had a lot to say about the great captoins (as always), but that last piece of information demanded my full attention and … jealousy?
So, you’re a royalty, Mr. Servitor. Anyone who gets to be touched by our Queen Zoe, let alone be spanked over her knee, will have an aura of regality lingered about his person. At least among us members of the inferior sex!
Ah, now, Tamer, you don’t know the half of it. One lovely day, exhausted after the spanking, I also got the kindest, softest cuddle any domme has ever seen fit to bestow on me. Not the ‘session is at an end’ hug, which is always wonderful enough, but ‘there there’ lying in her arms, my face up against her ummm… well, let’s just leave it at that, shall we? And then a cup of tea, while waiting for the taxi back to the station. Where, you might ask? Let’s just say that to get to the station, you turn left by the statue of the Martian war machine. But all this was long, long ago.
In agonies of jealousy yet? Good, males should suffer. But don’t let that stop you coming back and commenting more often!
Iām very flexible.
I get orgasms from a man kissing my feet
And I get a climax from beating a man.
Men a very useful to me in many ways.
Broad-Minded
Rosita
Thank goodness we can all find purpose, Rosita, no matter how lowly or painful.
Best wishes
S
Competitive Ballbusting
In the PFU (Parallel Femdom Universe) I can imagine competitive ballbusting being deeply controversial. Not the cruelty. Not the harmful effects on young people (all those copycat games in school playgrounds etc). Not the questions of dubious male consent that beset MLB (Major League Ballbusting).
The main problem with the sport is the inconsistency of male anatomy. It’s a simple fact that some testicles rupture more easily than others.
PP
The PFU is where I spend most of my creative time, PP, it’s brutal and authoritarian but still preferable in almost all respects to so-called ‘reality’.
You’re right about the ball-busting, of course, but it’s really only a problem with those quick modern competitions. But those aren’t the real thing. A proper five-day test match allows any minor variations to even out and although you might suspect it would get dull, women seem happy to watch it, chatting happily with their friends, while any males accompanying them – although less gifted with the ability to appreciate the artistry of a skillful busting – find it easy to sustain interest by nervously eyeing the number on their ticket, and praying it does not come up in each close-of-play draw for the next day.
Best wishes
S
I had a lot to say about the great captoins (as always), but that last piece of information demanded my full attention and … jealousy?
So, you’re a royalty, Mr. Servitor. Anyone who gets to be touched by our Queen Zoe, let alone be spanked over her knee, will have an aura of regality lingered about his person. At least among us members of the inferior sex!
š
Ah, now, Tamer, you don’t know the half of it. One lovely day, exhausted after the spanking, I also got the kindest, softest cuddle any domme has ever seen fit to bestow on me. Not the ‘session is at an end’ hug, which is always wonderful enough, but ‘there there’ lying in her arms, my face up against her ummm… well, let’s just leave it at that, shall we? And then a cup of tea, while waiting for the taxi back to the station. Where, you might ask? Let’s just say that to get to the station, you turn left by the statue of the Martian war machine. But all this was long, long ago.
In agonies of jealousy yet? Good, males should suffer. But don’t let that stop you coming back and commenting more often!
Best wishes
S