alpha females – Page 11 – Contemplating the divine

Divine retribution

Best to pretend you didn’t overhear anything. Just act normal…relaxed.

I think he’s learning to be less of a dickhead. But it’s a slow process.

It’s so rare to meet a woman who really understands…

And then you never need worry about getting lost, ever again. No matter where you are, she can always track you down.

Oh, women can be so silly. Does she really think he’ll have changed his mind, just because his wrists are shackled to that bar? I think someone’s going to be rather disappointed here!

Her whim is my command

Of course, this blog is strongly opposed to real bullying. Just keep it for play, in session, that’s what I say. Not that She ever listens, when I do.

It’s odd the things women find sexy, isn’t it? For some it’s chunky jumpers, for others it’s brutal, relentless torture. Mars, Venus, whatever – you know?

That sounds fair. I’m certainly not going to argue.

She deserves a night off, I reckon. She can always pick it up wherever she left off, tomorrow morning.

It’s not a good thing to go around with suspicious, negative thoughts about any relationship. If you start thinking ‘What if Mistress murders me?’ each time, then you’re just not going to enjoy the session, and who does it benefit anyway? I mean, really?

Taking her hand in marriage

If you’re lucky. If you’re unlucky, you might have to take the cane as well.

On we go.

I wonder if they have a ‘bring your daughter to work’ day, too?

Best not to look nervous at this point. Just relax. I’m sure she’s very broadminded.

The only thing worse than being locked up in chastity is being in chastity and not locked up, I think you’ll find.

That’s a relief.

Don’t even mention little blue men. Unless you want Victoria to cane you. Do you? Oh…OK. Well, go ahead then.

Tie me up, put me down

Lucky old bastard.

This image is from Femdom Planet. Tall German dommes…and this bloke.

Stand by your man.

Looks like he did, too. But I think he’s going to sober up very fast when they get started.

NB: Contemplating the Divine does not endorse (or particularly enjoy) getting good and drunk before a BDSM session. Contemplating the Divine just likes writing silly captions, that’s all.

It’s not real oppression if you’re forced to do it. You have to beg to be allowed…

Actually, I’m experiencing some spike pain even looking at the picture.

Crawling to learn

Oh, we do. We do.

Isn’t this picture wonderful?

Women eh? Can never make their minds up, silly things.

Not many calories in the dirt on the soles of her shoes, alas.

I can’t stand those mens libbers with all their ‘votes for men’ nonsense. We just shouldn’t worry our ugly little heads about it, that’s what I say. Ironing’s more my thing.

Coming out

A lot of people live secret lives, hiding their true selves away, fearful of mocking and misunderstandings. I’ve certainly done that for decades – decades too long, I would say. Well, I’ve made a momentous decision for the new year. I’m going to speak in public about what I truly feel in private. I’m going to – not ‘admit’ because that implies wrongdoing – but celebrate my sexuality. I’m going to share this first with you – the loyal readers of this blog.

Out loud and out proud.

Here we go…

(deep breath)

I, Servitor, have a sexual fetish. I get sexually aroused by thoughts of sexually dominant women, controlling, punishing and humiliating me. I am, in short, a sexual ‘submissive’.

There. That feels so much better! No doubt I’ll lose many readers of this blog, shocked at the nature of these revelations – but it’s their loss and not mine. I’d like to thank those readers broadminded enough to keep on reading. You know my secret now – and that’s a sacred trust. I know I can rely on you, even though I have not the slightest idea who any of you are.

Actually, I thought for a moment they were the punishment gloves. Or the other punishment gloves.

It does seem rather odd that I (for example) am not allowed on the furniture but I do still get to choose the Government.

Puppy play! In my youth I liked puppy play. Sadly, now it’s ‘tired old dog being dragged around slowly on aching knees under threat of a whipping’ play.

Oh. I think I have a lot of bad habits that I might need some help with, you know.

You know, there’s really nothing like a chastity belt for putting ladies at their ease with you. It takes away all that nonsense about being male, or a potential sexual partner, and allows you to just be yourself.

When the godesses wish to punish us, they answer our prayers.

True on so many levels.

I hope you had a good Christmas. I don’t know whether I did or not, as I wrote this post and ‘scheduled’ it weeks in advance.

In any case, the real Servitor was long ago laid off and the caption-writing outsourced to Bangladesh, where teams of underpaid workers assemble femdom-themed attempts at erotica and wit using cast-offs from other, more interesting, sites. Sad, but true – like everything else on this blog.

Don’t worry if you can’t fill it. Just ask one of the other men standing alongside you. I’m sure they won’t mind.

Boyfriends! The curse of the sissy sub’s life. Still, I suppose someone has to play the football.

It’s good that she’s not letting these petty irritations affect her work. No messing about, just getting on with it. That’s the way.

Ah, the majesty of the legal system.

“Servitor” is nice, I’ve often thought.

Smart business

Hi – come on in and sit down!

Oh, don’t worry. Just
because you’ve been asked in to see me, it doesn’t mean you’re having a ‘chat
with the boss’! I mean you are –
obviously – but not like that. I just
wanted to hear how things were going.

Great, great. Well, I
hear good things. Who knows – maybe
you’ll be joining us permanently when the internship is over!

Yes, well. We’ll see in… three weeks time, now, is it?

Just one small thing – before you go. You know of course that this company prides
itself on the way it treats all its staff with respect – male as well as
female, even young interns like you? So,
I don’t want you in any way to feel offended or insulted by this, but –

But… your clothes. I couldn’t help noticing. I
mean, of course they’re in line with the company dress code, but – could be a
little sharper, hmm?

Like what? Well, like those trousers you’re wearing, for example. I mean, baggy trousers like that are fine for
students, but in a business place, perhaps they’re a bit too baggy?

Well I think they’re baggy. I mean, they’re not tight are they? It’s up to you what you wear – of course.
But I like to see our staff looking smart. And a nice tight pair of trousers looks very
smart on a boy – I mean a young man like you.

And maybe you don’t have to wear long trousers all the time,
you know? We keep the office nice and
warm, so why not show your legs occasionally?
I’m sure you’ve got lovely legs. Shorts are quite fashionable just now, aren’t they? Especially in nice bright colours. Yellow’s very cheerful, I always think.

Anyway, it’s none of my business. What do I know about boys’ fashion – I’m just your boss!

And this was just a friendly chat. My decision on whether to give you a permanent job or let you go certainly won’t
depend on whether you dress in dumpy old trousers or smart shorts! It’s my decision alone, so you don’t need to worry about anyone else’s opinion, OK? I know it’s a very important matter for you, so I want you to feel completely confident I’ll be quite impartial.

That’s all. Off you go now. Have a great weekend and I’ll see you here on Monday!

Iterated domination

I took a course in game theory once. I was doing fine, but in the final exam there was a question about about ‘the prisoners’ dilemma under strictly dominated strategies’ … and for some reason after that I started thinking about something else, I just couldn’t concentrate and it all went wrong. I managed to scrape a passing grade by sucking up to the examiner, but that’s another story again.

More captioned images of female domination. I know you know, but the search engines need constant reminders, poor dears.

Women, eh? When they say they ‘want a talk’ it usually means we’ve done something wrong, doesn’t it? Oh well… better let the little woman have her say, or we’ll never hear the end of it!

The image, of course, is from a very wonderful Cruella photoshoot from…oh, at least twenty years ago.

Yes, Ma’am, that spanking has made me think. Is there anything in particular you’d like me to think? Just say – I’ll think it.

This lovely lady is Miss Audrey Knight. No idea who he is. Some bloke.

I don’t know how she catches so many. Yet there aways seem to be more when she locks you in the basement for the night.

Multitasking… it’s a woman thing.

Another Cruella shoot, more recent.

You’re not a sweaty loser are you? No, didn’t think so. And I’m not a creepy pervert. So that’s all right, then.

Appointment

Hi! Yes, I saw your website and I was wondering if I could make an appointment?

Oh no! No, I’m not a lesbian. Not at all. No, it’s for someone else – well, my husband actually.

Yes, that’s right.

Well, I was wondering if I could have him caned.

Yes. Like the governess scenario, on your ‘practices’ page.

No, no he’s never visited ermm…anyone like you before. He’s not into that stuff.  I just want him caned to punish him for gambling. He’s really got a problem with it, and I thought that if –

“Consensual”? What do you mean?

Oh, I see. Yes – he’s consented. We discussed this and he agreed. I told him I’d divorce him if he didn’t, and I have all the money, you see, so –

Yes, that’s right. OK, well I’ll make sure he brings along a note or something that says that.

Hmmm? What do you mean? What’s a ‘safeword’?

Oh. No, I don’t think we want one of those, thanks.

Do you? Oh, I see.

Well how about if I have the safeword? Then you could call me if – No? Oh.

Hmmm… I didn’t think that would be a problem. I mean, your website says you’re merciless, and –

Yes, OK. (Sigh) I understand.

Well I guess if he has to have a safeword, he has to have one. But can you give me a call afterwards and let me know whether he used it? And I’ll make sure he understands that it doesn’t count if he does.

Great.

So, can we say, ermmm, 5pm? Yes, today. Is that a problem? He can come over right now you see, so….

Oh, I see. Yes, you’re probably right. Let’s give him a sleepless night. Tomorrow at 10am, then.

Fine.

OK, well, errr… what else do you need to know?

Oh, I don’t know. Don’t you decide how many?  It’s always six of the best in the old stories, isn’t it? That doesn’t sound like very much, though. What do you think?

How much money was it? Well, that doesn’t really matter. It’s the principle. No, no – it was my money. He took money from our joint bank account, and gambled it. And he’s done it before too.

Yes, I know. Well it’s not a joint bank account any more.

Yes, 24 sounds great. Good hard ones, yes? With a big heavy cane?

Really? A lighter one? Why?  I’m really cross with him, you see, so I wanted to make sure that –

Oh, I see. What, because it’s more whippy, I suppose? Yes, I suppose it would be. OK, well you’re the professional. Whatever you think will hurt most.

OK then, so how much is this going to… Gosh – as much as that?

No, no, that’s fine. I just had no idea how much these things cost. It’ll be well worth it, if it keeps him out of those casinos. Fine.

…although – I was thinking of maybe setting up a regular appointment. Monthly or something. Would there be any kind of discount, if –

Oh. OK. Well, fair enough. OK, that’s fine. He’ll bring the money with him.

I think that’s one wad of cash he won’t dare gamble away!

Fine… listen….errm….I hope you’re not offended, only…well I don’t know anything about this, so I’m just asking…you don’t, erm, have sex with the, erm, clients, do you?

Oh, I’m so sorry. I really didn’t mean to suggest – no, no, of course you don’t. That’s fine, that’s great. I’m sorry I asked.

What’s that? Oh really?

Yes, that sounds like a great idea. And men actually let you… wow. Yes, I’ll certainly have a look at that page. What’s the word again? “Keyholder services”? Right. Got it.

Well, let me think about that. You’re going to give me a call after his appointment anyway, aren’t you? Just to confirm he didn’t use the password.

Sorry, yes, safeword.

OK, well maybe we can talk about keyholding then. I’ll have a look.

Fine. Well, thank you so much. I look forward to hearing all about it.

Sure.

Bye!