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.
Despised and rejected of women
It’s for you to make the choice. Fortunately, she’s helpfully slimmed down your options.
An important skill baby dommes need to learn is how to control the intensely erotic charge they get from having overweight, naked bald blokes licking their boots. Fortunately, most manage to conceal it very well indeed.
And Her Kink Is Not Negotiable.
I don’t like to fight with a woman, it’s not a fair contest.
Although in my experience most dommes have developed quite a high tolerance for seeing disgusting things, I did once go and see a lady who admitted to being too revolted to continue. A shame… in the half second or so I saw her, before she slammed her front door in my face, I thought she looked quite lovely.
She’s just trying to make this easier… not for you, admittedly.
2 thoughts on “Despised and rejected of women”
The 10:34 to Waterloo
I really have to object to the idea of using suburban trains to dismember unwanted subs, boyfriends, husbands and bankrupted paypigs. This is simply inconsiderate: such (admittedly spectacular) demises cause immense inconvenience to ordinary commuters.
Perhaps one of those picturesque narrow gauge railways could be persuaded to offer a more specialist service? A whistles and whips weekend on the Bluebell Line etc. Perfect for railway enthusiasts and murderous sadists alike!
I can certainly imagine my own dominatrix (driver’s cap at a jaunty angle) steaming towards my own bound form somewhere along the Dymchurch and Hythe Railway. Anything to amuse her.
The 10:34 to Waterloo
I really have to object to the idea of using suburban trains to dismember unwanted subs, boyfriends, husbands and bankrupted paypigs. This is simply inconsiderate: such (admittedly spectacular) demises cause immense inconvenience to ordinary commuters.
Perhaps one of those picturesque narrow gauge railways could be persuaded to offer a more specialist service? A whistles and whips weekend on the Bluebell Line etc. Perfect for railway enthusiasts and murderous sadists alike!
I can certainly imagine my own dominatrix (driver’s cap at a jaunty angle) steaming towards my own bound form somewhere along the Dymchurch and Hythe Railway. Anything to amuse her.
PP
My boyfriend also used to have disgusting kinks, like having hard ones and cum