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.
Taking her advice
… as it’s a lot easier than taking her punishment. Often I have to do both, of course, but I’m sure it’s in my best interests.
Does anyone else look at fashion shoots including belts and try to gauge how much it would hurt?
It’s called a ‘no contact’ orgasm. For my part, I’ve perfected the ‘no contact’ aspect, but I’m still hoping that the orgasm thing works out.
That easy-going nature may soon pass, actually as her latex gets quite hot on a sunny day and it does make her a bit testy. So watch out for that, as you’re enjoying your healthy river cruise.
I wouldn’t mind, but he sent me the bill.
He has many happy memories from before, as well, so that’s something. As a matter of fact, just about every memory prior to his being put in the cage was ‘happy’ for him, relatively speaking.
Applies to remote viewing as well, perverts. Sorry. IP and email addresses logged and forwarded – there will be consequences.
6 thoughts on “Taking her advice”
Thank you for another typically imaginative set of captions.
You have always shown an extraordinary knack for superimposing wonderfully twisted thinking onto photographs originally intended to have simpler purposes than you now assign to them …
… but in the case of the “No contact orgasm” picture I really can’t imagine what the original context and purpose of the photograph can have been other than the one to which you refer?
Well, yes, maybe the “voltage” part of the caption is all your own imagination. But strip that away (ooh, sorry, a Freudian slip in my choice of language there), and we still seem to be left with an image that surely can only be depicting two young women trying to achieve orgasm simply by their own willpower.
What a beautiful image, and what a beautiful idea. Do many young ladies do this sort of thing, I wonder? If so, it makes the mind boggle as I contemplate what may be running through the minds (and what mentally-stimulated sensations coursing through the bodies) of the various women I encounter during my day – fellow passengers on buses and trains, staff behind the counters of shops and offices, etc.
A truly delicious thought that I’ll find it hard to drive from my mind now you’ve put it there.
A delicious thought indeed, tom. I suppose an ability of women to achieve orgasm simply by their own willpower would take some getting used to, if it became more common. But my own orgasms are entirely determined by a woman’s willpower, when I think about it, so maybe it’s not so strange.
For any readers worrying that this might make men less useful in this world, I hope I can reassure them that most women – like the two lovelies in the image – find it hard to do that entirely without the stimulation provided by a man writhing in agony and desperately pleading in terror, nearby.
Does anyone else look at fashion shoots including belts and try to gauge how much it would hurt?
Not so much. But I do wonder about how far I could get across the Scottish moorland in the background before Lady Isobel Cathcart (pictured) and her sisters caught me.
Not far enough, I suspect
PP
PS: I propose the naming of a phenomenon: the PP-Servitor paradox. The more blameless the image the more likely a submisiive imagination is likely to project something truly perverted onto it.
Well, I certainly do, PP. Indeed I rarely look at fashion shoots for anything else, although I also often consider how comfortable it would (initially) be to lie across any leather spanking skirts featured (annoyingly, it is rare that they are identified as spanking skirts, but then actually almost any skirt can be a spanking skirt with sufficient determination on the part of the wearer). I also speculate about boots and I live in hope that one day technology will advance to the point where one can not only admire the look of a fine pair of boots but also discover what they taste like.
Your phenomenon sounds most philosophical. Another I’ve often pondered, at length, is Zeno’s spanking paradox: if a spanker repeatedly declares “We’re not even halfway through yet, young man!” will the spanking ever end?
Thank you for another typically imaginative set of captions.
You have always shown an extraordinary knack for superimposing wonderfully twisted thinking onto photographs originally intended to have simpler purposes than you now assign to them …
… but in the case of the “No contact orgasm” picture I really can’t imagine what the original context and purpose of the photograph can have been other than the one to which you refer?
Well, yes, maybe the “voltage” part of the caption is all your own imagination. But strip that away (ooh, sorry, a Freudian slip in my choice of language there), and we still seem to be left with an image that surely can only be depicting two young women trying to achieve orgasm simply by their own willpower.
What a beautiful image, and what a beautiful idea. Do many young ladies do this sort of thing, I wonder? If so, it makes the mind boggle as I contemplate what may be running through the minds (and what mentally-stimulated sensations coursing through the bodies) of the various women I encounter during my day – fellow passengers on buses and trains, staff behind the counters of shops and offices, etc.
A truly delicious thought that I’ll find it hard to drive from my mind now you’ve put it there.
Best wishes
tom
A delicious thought indeed, tom. I suppose an ability of women to achieve orgasm simply by their own willpower would take some getting used to, if it became more common. But my own orgasms are entirely determined by a woman’s willpower, when I think about it, so maybe it’s not so strange.
For any readers worrying that this might make men less useful in this world, I hope I can reassure them that most women – like the two lovelies in the image – find it hard to do that entirely without the stimulation provided by a man writhing in agony and desperately pleading in terror, nearby.
Best wishes
S
Servitor:
Could you caption some images of Streep from The Devil Wears Prada?
She always seemed sort of like a domme to me in that one, and it would fit with your Hathaway captions.
Thanks if you do!
I shall do what I can, Anon, if the inspiration – or anyone else – strikes me hard enough.
Best wishes
S
Does anyone else look at fashion shoots including belts and try to gauge how much it would hurt?
Not so much. But I do wonder about how far I could get across the Scottish moorland in the background before Lady Isobel Cathcart (pictured) and her sisters caught me.
Not far enough, I suspect
PP
PS: I propose the naming of a phenomenon: the PP-Servitor paradox. The more blameless the image the more likely a submisiive imagination is likely to project something truly perverted onto it.
Well, I certainly do, PP. Indeed I rarely look at fashion shoots for anything else, although I also often consider how comfortable it would (initially) be to lie across any leather spanking skirts featured (annoyingly, it is rare that they are identified as spanking skirts, but then actually almost any skirt can be a spanking skirt with sufficient determination on the part of the wearer). I also speculate about boots and I live in hope that one day technology will advance to the point where one can not only admire the look of a fine pair of boots but also discover what they taste like.
Your phenomenon sounds most philosophical. Another I’ve often pondered, at length, is Zeno’s spanking paradox: if a spanker repeatedly declares “We’re not even halfway through yet, young man!” will the spanking ever end?
Best wishes
S