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Formidable femmes
Maybe she’s planning to put a little post-it note on the fridge or something.
They say that after a while you go numb and can’t feel the pain any more. But then she’s planning to winch you out and warm you up.
I suppose it’s a rather half-hearted approach to consent, but then their victim is a rather half-hearted approach to a human being.
Subs prefer blondes who don’t care what their subs prefer.
Oh, the poor thing. I hope she’s not badly hurt. Reminds me of the time I scuffed the toes of my SO’s new Dr Maarten boots quite badly, by bashing them repeatedly with my stomach. She wasn’t happy about it, I can tell you.
Women just aren’t as obsessive about these things as we men.
8 thoughts on “Formidable femmes”
Oh God, that “Gentlemen prefer blondes” photo!
As ever, your caption is excellent. But, really, for once, it adds and can add nothing to the power and effect on me of the uncaptioned image.
Yes, tom. That line ‘I don’t want you to be nice to me’ in Secret Diary heralded the episode we’d all been waiting for, although the Belle-as-domme scenes were sadly brief and far too much time was spent on plot, character development and other pointless distractions. Could have done with a lot more of that sort of thing… but Charlotte is very lovely throughout series 4: this phone call for example is brief but adorable.
When she said she was willing to discuss his impending castration it was really the methods she wanted to talk about. The merits of banding versus surgical excision – that kind of thing.
All that “Please don’t do it” nonsense just annoyed her. So she improvised herself – with some duct tape and pair of secatuers.
It’s a Mars / Venus thing, PP. Just imagine the scene, when a woman is all excited and eager to explore all the details of her husband’s impending castration: the method, who will decide whether there’s any anaesthetic, the precise position he’ll be strapped into and what drinks and nibbles to serve at the celebratory party afterwards. And all her husband can do is focus on trivia like begging to be allowed to keep his balls and crying in terror about whether it will hurt! Just ruining the moment, when it could have been an opportunity to develop a shared interest and a memory they’ll both treasure. Men often lack empathy, entirely missing the mood music like that: no wonder women find us so irritating and want to hurt us.
After castration they now have prosthetic testicles that they insert in place of the real ones. This way the man looks like a regular man on the outside, but is an affection cuddly eunuch on the inside. No nasty urges, stubborn aggression, or balls to get hurt. Just is a nice snuggle-bunny for the lady.
Men get to choose the size of their artificial balls. Sometimes they choose ones that are slightly larger than the old real ones. It’s good to have choices.
Evolving Males,
Rosita
Oh, I don’t know that ‘evolved’ is necessarily wrong, Rosita. Males are a distinctly lower form of life, after all. I suppose the only problem with the metaphor is that in the natural world, evolution advances through a form of selective breeding and ‘breeding’ is not an activity that’s allowed to a well-managed sub.
Males ‘choosing’ a pair of jingly bells for their improved ball-sac contents could provide a delightful gentle musical accompaniment to life, like a wind chime. Of course, a wind chime can get a bit irritating when you’re not really in the mood, but that’s true of men anyway.
Oh God, that “Gentlemen prefer blondes” photo!
As ever, your caption is excellent. But, really, for once, it adds and can add nothing to the power and effect on me of the uncaptioned image.
Ah, Belle, you exquisite dark angel.
tom
Yes, tom. That line ‘I don’t want you to be nice to me’ in Secret Diary heralded the episode we’d all been waiting for, although the Belle-as-domme scenes were sadly brief and far too much time was spent on plot, character development and other pointless distractions. Could have done with a lot more of that sort of thing… but Charlotte is very lovely throughout series 4: this phone call for example is brief but adorable.
Best wishes
S
Good Communication
When she said she was willing to discuss his impending castration it was really the methods she wanted to talk about. The merits of banding versus surgical excision – that kind of thing.
All that “Please don’t do it” nonsense just annoyed her. So she improvised herself – with some duct tape and pair of secatuers.
PP
It’s a Mars / Venus thing, PP. Just imagine the scene, when a woman is all excited and eager to explore all the details of her husband’s impending castration: the method, who will decide whether there’s any anaesthetic, the precise position he’ll be strapped into and what drinks and nibbles to serve at the celebratory party afterwards. And all her husband can do is focus on trivia like begging to be allowed to keep his balls and crying in terror about whether it will hurt! Just ruining the moment, when it could have been an opportunity to develop a shared interest and a memory they’ll both treasure. Men often lack empathy, entirely missing the mood music like that: no wonder women find us so irritating and want to hurt us.
Best wishes
S
After castration they now have prosthetic testicles that they insert in place of the real ones. This way the man looks like a regular man on the outside, but is an affection cuddly eunuch on the inside. No nasty urges, stubborn aggression, or balls to get hurt. Just is a nice snuggle-bunny for the lady.
Men get to choose the size of their artificial balls. Sometimes they choose ones that are slightly larger than the old real ones. It’s good to have choices.
Evolving Males,
Rosita
PS. Should be not “evolving males” but “improving the males”.
Rosita
Oh, I don’t know that ‘evolved’ is necessarily wrong, Rosita. Males are a distinctly lower form of life, after all. I suppose the only problem with the metaphor is that in the natural world, evolution advances through a form of selective breeding and ‘breeding’ is not an activity that’s allowed to a well-managed sub.
Best wishes
S
Males ‘choosing’ a pair of jingly bells for their improved ball-sac contents could provide a delightful gentle musical accompaniment to life, like a wind chime. Of course, a wind chime can get a bit irritating when you’re not really in the mood, but that’s true of men anyway.
Best wishes
S