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.
The sound of one hand slapping
I was a bit nervous when my own dear SO first suggested we make our relationship public with a public slapping but in the event, no one seemed to be shocked and in fact quite a few other people in the pub had a go once she’d finished. It just goes to show that things sometimes aren’t as bad as you imagine.
The trouble with ‘being ignored while Mistress sleeps’ sessions is that they can get quite expensive at standard hourly rates if she sleeps through her alarm.
It should – and will – be grateful she pays it so much attention.
Apparently she does have a punch-bag, although I can’t see one in this picture… maybe it’s hanging behind the camera.
She believes that almost any problems can be solved, through the rigorous application of science.
So much easier in these days of streaming services… I remember having to buy face-slapping compilations on CD, and by chance there always seemed to be a giggling pair of young women on the cash desk – often with strong arms and hard palms – when I went to pay.
4 thoughts on “The sound of one hand slapping”
Awhile back me and the girls were having a wine tasting night out. Our conversation drifted to how the more you humiliate a man, the more he becomes like a sick puppy who will do anything to please you.
Rosita
Thank you, as ever, for this set (and the next one too). So many on which I could comment, but I’ll limit myself to the “You’ve been a very naughty boy” one.
I have always found something particularly wonderful about a dominant sleeping comfortably and peacefully while the submissive is compelled to remain awake. It is the “power exchange” of D/s reduced to its simplest form without any of the paraphernalia of BDSM clothing, equipment, etc.
And the simplicity and purity of the situation is actually enhanced by the submissive not being required to slave away at some form of work, but instead simply to sacrifice his freedom and time by standing immobile and silent. He has no purpose in life for those long, lonely and tedious hours other than to be awake because his mistress wishes it – even though she is literally unconscious of him.
In the scenario you have created with your caption, there are some delicious additional elements: the frustration of knowing other men have been able to enjoy their time with this beautiful woman in more satisfying ways, the humiliation of being treated as a fool and having to accept it with apparent gratitude, the shame of being financially cheated by receiving nothing in return for one’s hard-earned money, and so on.
But the heart of what appeals to me about the situation is that simple contrast between the freedom to sleep peacefully and the obligation to remain pointlessly awake just because the sleeper wills it so.
Quite so, tom. It’s a lovely scenario and you put it very well.
On one occasion, I found the situation reversed. I don’t know what had gone wrong with my alarm but I woke up hours later than usual, to the sight of my SO’s lovely face, smiling down at me. She’d been watching me sleep through all of those hours I should have been doing chores, thinking about how to make the day – and the days following – really special and memorable.
Awhile back me and the girls were having a wine tasting night out. Our conversation drifted to how the more you humiliate a man, the more he becomes like a sick puppy who will do anything to please you.
Rosita
Idle talk amongst women is essentially a divine command to their submissive males, Rosita.
Best wishes
S
Thank you, as ever, for this set (and the next one too). So many on which I could comment, but I’ll limit myself to the “You’ve been a very naughty boy” one.
I have always found something particularly wonderful about a dominant sleeping comfortably and peacefully while the submissive is compelled to remain awake. It is the “power exchange” of D/s reduced to its simplest form without any of the paraphernalia of BDSM clothing, equipment, etc.
And the simplicity and purity of the situation is actually enhanced by the submissive not being required to slave away at some form of work, but instead simply to sacrifice his freedom and time by standing immobile and silent. He has no purpose in life for those long, lonely and tedious hours other than to be awake because his mistress wishes it – even though she is literally unconscious of him.
In the scenario you have created with your caption, there are some delicious additional elements: the frustration of knowing other men have been able to enjoy their time with this beautiful woman in more satisfying ways, the humiliation of being treated as a fool and having to accept it with apparent gratitude, the shame of being financially cheated by receiving nothing in return for one’s hard-earned money, and so on.
But the heart of what appeals to me about the situation is that simple contrast between the freedom to sleep peacefully and the obligation to remain pointlessly awake just because the sleeper wills it so.
Best
tom
Quite so, tom. It’s a lovely scenario and you put it very well.
On one occasion, I found the situation reversed. I don’t know what had gone wrong with my alarm but I woke up hours later than usual, to the sight of my SO’s lovely face, smiling down at me. She’d been watching me sleep through all of those hours I should have been doing chores, thinking about how to make the day – and the days following – really special and memorable.
Best wishes
S