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.
…but not on the farm.
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| I’m not sure if I could manage that. But I expect I’ll learn, over time. |
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| Oh well. As long as it’s completely voluntary, I suppose it’ OK. |
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| Gosh, it’s a long way down, isn’t it? |
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| One day perhaps. |
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| And replace them with inhibitions about disobedience. |
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| Just never met the right girl, I guess. Hard to strike up a meaningful conversation in seven seconds or less. |
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| Happy to be of service. |
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| Shame she doesn’t get sexual pleasure out of the beatings. That’s two of you, then. |
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| It’ s easy to get confused. |
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| No comment. |
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| Fool.. or genius? |
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| Oh, OK. As long as she’s thought it through. |
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| OK, but let’s hope there’s more pocket money this time around. |
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| Very special. |
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| She’d obviously misunderstood the situation. Poor thing. |
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| The smell gets everywhere too. |
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| You’ll like Poochie. You’re going to have to, actually. |
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| No. They won’t be needing you again. |
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| If a thing’s worth doing, it’s worth doing properly. |
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| Mmmm… |
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| It might sting a bit. More probably, it’ll sting a lot, actually. |
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| She’s not a big fan of mens lib, to be honest. Just old-fashioned that way. |
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| Sounds a bit edgy. Still, what’s the worst that could happen? |
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| It’s a perspective thing – like that dress the Internet went crazy about. If you’re looking at this picture and thinking about your own cock, then her strap-on bound to look huge, isn’t it? |
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| I wonder what they’re expecting to happen? I mean there’s just you, a bare concrete cell and a strange scratching and scrabbling sound from behind that grill to your right there… |
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| One day you’ll laugh about it. Everyone else does, after all. |
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| Mmm… that does sound humiliating! |
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| Actually, he’s lucky. The bricks are little bit irregular. If it wasn’t for that to engage his interest…well, he’d have had a pretty boring time of it over the years, I can tell you. |
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| She’s trying to make this work – why aren’t you? |
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| Actually, you can make a fuss if you want. It doesn’t really matter. |
…she’ll tell you it’s the only way to be.
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| Dinner parties can be such hell, can’t they? |
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| Seems fair. |
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| Hmm. Maybe there’s some hidden food and when I find it I’ll also find a way to kill the cockroaches? No, that’s not it… |
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| You’ll feel a lot better once you know you have no secrets from her. Well – when the welts have died down, anyway. |
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| If you look very carefully, you can just see one of his toes poking out, I reckon. He’ll get in trouble for that if she finds out,though, so keep it to yourself, OK? |
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| Mistress Debbie to you. Scarier than she sounds, huh? |
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| I can feel it helping already. |
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| Well, it wasn’t specifically on his hard limits list, so I suppose it’s OK. |
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| You’ll soon learn to detect the early signs of a long period of impotence. Pursing her lips, finding fault with you – that kind of thing is usually a good early indication of a prolonged period in which you’ll find sexual release difficult if not impossible to achieve. |
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| It’s good to have occasional surprises in marriage. |
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| Maybe just for the company? |
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| And work slowly around the rest of your body. |
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| There’s something comforting about a collar. |
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| Yeah. He’ll have been fine. Probably. Anyway, that’s not really the point of the story, you know? |
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| Oh go on – try the chat-up line anyway, why not? |