Servitor – Page 171 – Contemplating the divine

You can get more with a harsh word and a whip

… than you can with just a harsh word. To misquote Al Capone.

And perhaps not. It really doesn’t have any say in the matter anyway.

I wonder what’s in the box?

Very practical.

Anyway, it’s not really a problem if he does suffocate: she’ll still come.

She has my attention already.

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Long wait

Hi! Just thought I’d
pop back and check how you were doing in there.

Listen – I’m sorry I’ve been away so long.

You must have wondered if I was ever coming back!

But you know how it is – with one thing and another, I’m
afraid it just slipped my mind. I was
just going to come and see how you were doing but then I had a call from one of
my girlfriends. Chloe – haven’t seen her
for years. Inviting me to go to Thailand
with her! Just out of the blue! So I went for two months. – really
brilliant.

And anyway, after that I had
to go off for the residential section of my course…

…and then it was Christmas,
and I went to see my Mum, so… just one thing after another really. I know it’s been a while.

What? No of course
I’m not going to let you out! Actually,
I haven’t even brought the key with me, so you can forget about that.

But I have got a lovely surprise for you! Because I expect you’ve been feeling a bit
cooped up and frustrated all this time.

Can you guess what it is?

Pictures of me
in Thailand! Oh – I had such a great time.

I’ll just top up your food hopper, then I’ll show them to you. Don’t go away!

Images are from the rather lovely Pupstail website. Good boy!

Any flavour except vanilla

… or raspberry ripple. I really hate raspberry ripple.

Goodness, I hope none of the dommes with whom I have the honour of serving from time to time read this blog and find out my little secret. They might force me to eat raspberry ripple ice cream in session. How awful that would be!

‘We’ are indeed trying. Fortunately, only one of ‘us’ has to succeed, doesn’t she?

You ever had one of those dreams? When you’re naked, surrounded by a hundred jeering, mocking beautiful women? And you can’t speak and you can’t seem to run, but then you have to do a little dance for them and… and then you wake up. And realise it was only a dream? Always such a fucking disappointment.

She’s been working too on a better recovery system. Crashing into a net is fine but it’s just not very… fetish, you know? So she’s been working on something involving combining an aircraft carrier’s ‘arrestor hook’ system, with various anal toys. All top secret just now, I’m afraid, so I don’t know any more details than that.

This is the divine Mistress Ezada Sinn, if you didn’t know that already

Lucky George. Sharp-eyed observers of more than one ‘scene’ might spot a reference here to an earlier post.

Boyfriends, eh? Always spoiling the fun! Why can’t she just do her own beating up? I’d go for that. I’d even pay.

With glowing hearts we see thee rise

Happy Canada Day!

Facts are sacred

After being inundated with requests from absolutely nobody, I have decided to publish another batch of completely and utterly true facts about the Other World Kingdom.

So here they are.

Now.

And – as a bonus – not actually an OWKfact but an OWK-themed ‘caption’ as long as a novel:

Surprised by JOI

“Jerk off instructions”?
You want me to give you orders on how to masturbate?

Well…

OK.

First, I want you to get down on your knees. Mmmm…that’s right.

Now, do you see that scrubbing brush? I want you to take hold of it firmly, in your
right hand. Can you do that for me?

Good boy… now crawl
out to the patio. There will be a
bucket. I want you to fill it with
water, and then I want you – on your knees mind! – to scrub every single paving
stone. And there’s a wire brush out
there too -you can use that to scrape
out the moss and dirt in between the paving stones.

Now I want you to really scrub hard. A nice regular back and forth motion. Out… and back. and OUT…and back. and OUT…and back. Do you think you can do that for me?

Yes, on your knees the whole time. I’ll chain your ankles together to make
sure. If you do it properly, you should
have it done by morning. Stay out there
and wait for me.

And when I’m awake I’ll come outside…possibly wearing my
silk gown. Can you imagine that? Mmmm.

Well then, if I inspect your work, and it’s to my
satisfaction, then I’ll let you beg to pay to be unlocked.

And then, you naughty boy, … if you do all that really, really well…

…and if I don’t need any other little jobs done around the house…

…and if I’m in a really good mood…

… then I’ll let you quickly play with yourself and
come. And then I’ll lock you up again
and you can fuck off.

Do you want me to repeat any of the instructions?

Pictures (which frankly render any actual JOI quite unneccessary) are of the wonderful Mistress Absolute, from her web site, where she now has a rather large free gallery.

Giving until it hurts

… and indeed beyond.

Poor things. Their fingers must have been awfully cold. You’d think the film-makers could have provided gloves or something. Men can be so thoughtless, can’t they?

I hope they don’t lace it too tight. But they probably will, knowing them.

Sometimes, in a relationship, an apology isn’t even needed.

Looks like you’re in for another uncomfortable evening.

Ten minutes. What can we do for ten minutes… hmmm. I wonder if she’s feeling generous?

I have to praise her

…like I should.

Don’t forget to scurry. Ball boys should definitely scurry.

Sergei I am not looking forward to.

But seeing as this is Mistress Absolute – the Mistress Absolute – I suspect that can only add to the value, among certain rare connoseurs conouiseirs conosewers, don’t you think?

Domina Liza. I’ll confesss, I don’t know the Lady in person, but I suspect that her attitude to such a request would be along these lines. This caption is intended to comment on the style of femdom photo that I mentally categorize as ‘tits out for the lads’ and try, virtuously, to avoid.

Awww… poor little thing.

Begging on the streets

Street begging? Eh? I’m opposed to it. I just think it’s unecessary, and disturbs people going about their daily business.

But she insists on it, so of course who am I to argue?

Actually, I prefer to use centimetres. Or even milimetres.

I wonder what the prize is, if he gets them right?

Then again, maybe we don’t have to discuss it right now…. We do? Oh. OK.

Actually, the back of the laptop adjusts. But her way’s good.

I wonder what it can be?

Ex

Oh darling,
I must tell you about last night!

Well, I was
round at Jill’s for our girls’ night, same as usual, and she put on a snuff
movie. You know how she’s into that
stuff. It was called “Death by a
Thousand Cuts” I think. By the same team who made “Spit-roast“.

Anyway –
you’ll never guess who the main character was!

No, silly,
not the woman. Actually, there were
three of them. No no – the man, the
victim!

Well, it
was Thomas! You know – my Thomas! I recognized him immediately, you know in
that bit at the start they like to do, when they explain that it’s all real and
show the some of the implements, to get them good and terrified.

I can’t
imagine how they got hold of him. I mean
when you came along and I divorced him, Sally took pity on him and took him in
as her houseboy, do you remember? And I
know Sally’s a bit strict, but I’m sure she’d never have one of her boys
tortured to death like that. I suppose
she must have sold him to someone else, and so on until he ended up there –
trapped in a cellar with no way out except an agonizing death! Poor Thomas, he was quite sweet really.

Oh there’s
one thing I must mention – but I don’t want you to get jealous, OK
darling? At quite a few points when he
was really terrified, before his throat got so messed up that he couldn’t
really speak any more, in amongst all the pleading and shrieking for mercy, he
called out my name! Quite
distinctly! Isn’t that sweet? After all these years. I was rather touched.

Anyway, I
know you don’t really approve of snuff movies, but you have to see this
one, seeing as you know someone who’s in it! Jill lent it to me. There’s a few
bits we can fast-forward through if you’re squeamish.