Servitor – Page 144 – Contemplating the divine

Let down your hair

No – don’t try to struggle.
I tie men up for a living you know!
I do know how to make sure they can’t get free. Just wait quietly while the glue sets.

I said quietly!
There’s really no point in trying to talk. I can’t understand what you’re saying through
that gag. And anyway, I don’t care.

You know, I thought I recognised your voice, when you phoned
to make the appointment? But I couldn’t
place it. But the very moment you walked
through the door, I remembered of course.
Billy. Billy the bully.

I suppose you call yourself ‘William’ now, do you? Maybe
you’re a reformed character too, hmm? Or
are you just as unpleasant to the people you work with as you were to us at
school? Hmm? Especially the women, I expect. Unless you want something from them – I’ll
bet you’re a real arse-licker to boss, hmm?
You always were.

So now here we are.
Dominatrix and client. Helen and
William. God – that year when we had
French together with Madame Kerguelen! I
was sitting right on front of you. I
don’t think my head ever stopped hurting that year. You were such an evil little bastard. You know I even got detention once for crying
out, when you tugged really hard? Maybe
I should do that to you too – make you sit alone in a room for a few hours.

But it’s the hair-pulling that I really want you to
try. You see all that apparatus up
there? Well, when that glue has set in
your hair, the cords I’ve threaded all the way through it will be meshed firmly
into your hair. And I’ll attach them to
some of those chains and then we’ll start to have some fun.

“A bit of fun”?
Wasn’t that how you always described it?

Well, Billy boy, this is a pro-domme dungeon and I really
know how to have fun. Pull the hair and
make her cry, that was your favourite game, wasn’t it? Well, here we’ll play it with grown-up
equipment.

I’ll attach the chains to some of those little pullies I’ve
got up there, and I’ll put weights on them.
And we can slowly pull your hair.
You see – I’ve got some on the side, as well? So I can pull parts of your hair in different
directions. And I think from time to
time I’ll pick one up in my hand and attach a particularly heavy weight – and
then I’ll drop it. For a good old-fashioned
tug.

Just like old times.

The part of Domina Rapunzel in this tale was played by the original, mysterious, alluring and occasionally terrifying Mistress Eleise de Lacey.

Taking pains

She does and so, therefore, do I.

But not here. I just slap any old rubbish on a photo and stick it on the blog.

Damn. Why is it always about penis size? Honestly, sometimes it just seems like women are obsessed with it.

Urrgglll – nnnnh!

I’m glad I’m into humiliation. Otherwise, I’d probably find a lot of my encounters with women quite unpleasant.

Well, that went well.

Goodness, sounds like she’s going to get quite cross. That could help, actually.

Love is…

… savage and cruel and it shines like destruction.

Or at least, I’ve always found it to be so.

I usually deal with it by shrieking like a little girl, thrashing helplessly against the bonds and frantically begging for forgiveness. I guess everyone has their own way, huh?

She shouldn’t worry about a thing. He’s really good at toppling over onto his side.

Yes, I suppose that would be very special.

Well, that’s a bit last-minute isn’t it? Honestly – that Raoul! He does make me cross sometimes, he really does.

Letting daylight in on industrial light and magic.

Riddle of the minx

Don’t you? Just sign you heartless bastard – look how you’re upsetting her!

Actually, there are surprisingly few blogs catering for those with a mushroom fetish. And this one probably won’t again, so enjoy it while you can. Deviants.

Mistress Asian, like it says on the picture. Welcome to the blog, Ma’am!

Really experienced dommes understand our desires so well. And don’t care.

This is of course the lovely and talented Princess Kali!

Don’t worry, it doesn’t go all the way down. Everything below 4 inches is just in the same category. Now what was it they
called it… er…?

Ermmm…hang on, I think I’ve got a witty answer to that, so I can pretend the question does not make me uncomfortable.

Trustee

Ah, now that’s Servitor. Nasty perverted little piece of work, but
he’s a trustee now so he’s allowed outside.

You see, we had this competition among
inmates for ideas on how life here could become less pleasant. And Servitor came up with the daily branding.
Of course, we already knew that the inmates hate the branding iron, more than
anything else. But you can’t burn them
every day, they wouldn’t last their sentences.

So this clever little weasel came up with
the idea of strapping each inmate down every day. The guard stands behind the prisoner, and
grabs a red-hot iron, but she also grabs one that’s just slightly warm. Then another guard rolls two dice. If she
rolls two sixes, he gets the glowing brand, if she rolls anything else he gets
the cold one. But the movement is just
the same each time, so he won’t know until he feels it.

We do them in rows of 10 or so. According to this little worm, there’s a 25%
chance of at least one of them being burnt in each row. Every single day, back
they come, for their branding time.

Quite the clever little worm! But not a very lucky one are you,
prisoner? Show Sergeant Woods your arse!

See? Got three already. He probably goes around all day dreading
it. They all do. More than two years of his sentence to go… how many more double sixes, eh Servitor?

Every one of them richly, richly deserved.

The parts of the lovely (but firm!) guards in this short tale were played by Mistress Eleise de Lacey and Miss Woods. The part of the clever servitor was played with some difficulty by the real, stupid, Servitor.

Feeling her pain

Some men aren’t very good at that, but with the help of a really determined woman, you’ll find you become quite good at it. Try practicing at a fixed time each week, for example.

I think once a day is usually enough for me, when it comes to cold showers, but occasionally I wake up in the morning needing a quick one.

And you wouldn’t want to be offensively unsubmissive. Anyway, that’s illegal.

I suppose those other men have to keep their session visits secret from their wives. Must be awful.

Yes, Mary can be kind like that. Eventually.

Yeah, c’est la vie. Che sera sera.

Pride comes before a spanking

Positive reinforcement – quite motivational, I find.

Decisions decisions… oh dear. I thought the whole point of this sort of relationship was that I wouldn’t have to make decisions any more!

Yes. That would be awful. Erm… we said just a half hour session this time. Didn’t we?

That’s a relief. All the relief there’s going to be, by the look of it, but better than nothing.

You can watch a whole half hour, if you’re good. Just remember to thank her.

Weekly allowance

Here you go. Actually, it’s usually twice a week. But don’t tell her or we might not be allowed.
OK?

They are really very lovely blue shoes. I hope they’re cruelty-free.

Just try to enjoy the view.

Hmmm – I wonder who that’s going to be?

Low self-esteem can be greatly under-rated in some situations, actually.

Do you have to bother her with this sort of thing all the time?

Tender loving care

Time to celebrate those heroines of the medical profession. Where would we be without them? Still experiencing unwanted erections in many cases, I expect.