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.
4 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.
(Reply as late as my typical Thameslink service to Huntingdon).
You’re right, of course, PP. Such activities, while carried out solely in a spirit of playful fun, can be disruptive and commuters do need to get to work so that our economy can provide for the needs of our citizens, especially findommes of course.
Your idea of a specialised railway has a lot of merit. I fear initially at least it might become over-subscribed, as women rush to book a day of nostalgia-filled steam-powered husband-smashing. After all, there are a lot of very annoying males out there. Still, perhaps the fact of knowing himself to be on a waiting list will have a salutary effect on the male concerned.
Sir Topham Hatt struggled ineffectively against the ropes holding him down, his discarded top hat gleaming by the side of the railway line. He cleared his throat loudly. “Now, look here” he began, firmly. “A joke’s a joke, but this has gone much too far. It’s nonsense to say the stories are sexist. There are plenty of splendid female characters nowadays, whose affirming narrative arcs enable them to act as positive role models for young girls and gender-curious boys alike.”
“Oh I know” agreed Jenny, glancing up from her watch. “But they were ret-conned in, weren’t they? In the original books, females were mainly coaches, silly gossiping things who needed to pushed around before they could be properly led by males. And Daisy the Diesel wasn’t exactly a model of female empowerment, hmm? But don’t worry about that now, Jenny should be pulling the 9.35 from Tidmouth through this cutting in… just under two minutes. Let’s see what a Really Really Useful Engine can do, shall we?”
Oh, those are the worst, Maria. For women, erections and male orgasms are just the ultimate YKINMK… she’s just not into that, guys, so don’t do it, OK? Women should be able to enjoy sex without having it ruined by a male getting any pleasure from the activity.
I hear therapy can help, but a simple medical device, firmly affixed in place, can do the trick too, or for extreme cases or just for fun there are surgical options.
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
(Reply as late as my typical Thameslink service to Huntingdon).
You’re right, of course, PP. Such activities, while carried out solely in a spirit of playful fun, can be disruptive and commuters do need to get to work so that our economy can provide for the needs of our citizens, especially findommes of course.
Your idea of a specialised railway has a lot of merit. I fear initially at least it might become over-subscribed, as women rush to book a day of nostalgia-filled steam-powered husband-smashing. After all, there are a lot of very annoying males out there. Still, perhaps the fact of knowing himself to be on a waiting list will have a salutary effect on the male concerned.
Sir Topham Hatt struggled ineffectively against the ropes holding him down, his discarded top hat gleaming by the side of the railway line. He cleared his throat loudly. “Now, look here” he began, firmly. “A joke’s a joke, but this has gone much too far. It’s nonsense to say the stories are sexist. There are plenty of splendid female characters nowadays, whose affirming narrative arcs enable them to act as positive role models for young girls and gender-curious boys alike.”
“Oh I know” agreed Jenny, glancing up from her watch. “But they were ret-conned in, weren’t they? In the original books, females were mainly coaches, silly gossiping things who needed to pushed around before they could be properly led by males. And Daisy the Diesel wasn’t exactly a model of female empowerment, hmm? But don’t worry about that now, Jenny should be pulling the 9.35 from Tidmouth through this cutting in… just under two minutes. Let’s see what a Really Really Useful Engine can do, shall we?”
Best wishes
S
My boyfriend also used to have disgusting kinks, like having hard ones and cum
Oh, those are the worst, Maria. For women, erections and male orgasms are just the ultimate YKINMK… she’s just not into that, guys, so don’t do it, OK? Women should be able to enjoy sex without having it ruined by a male getting any pleasure from the activity.
I hear therapy can help, but a simple medical device, firmly affixed in place, can do the trick too, or for extreme cases or just for fun there are surgical options.
Best wishes
S