beatings – Page 2 – Contemplating the divine

Embarassingly accurate

I wonder if she’s jealous that she never gets to do the ironing any more?

The girls could probably handle more than ten reasons, but at that point the boys would run out of fingers so it’s probably best not to go there.

Don’t worry, he won’t be there all night. She’s got a pillory in the bedroom too. In fact, it’s the same model so he can just stagger there still wearing the cross-piece and it slots right in.

I was too worried about ending up with some embarrassing word tattooed on me in Chinese or Japanese so my SO kindly agreed to do it in English instead – just as well, as it turns out ‘wanker’ doesn’t translate directly.

You could try licking the tears back up.

Czeching accounts

Some newly arrived slaves fear that a night alone and abandoned in a cold prison cell will be hard to take – but they often find that, actually, when the Ladies arrive the next morning to take them out, they find themselves looking back fondly on the hours of merely being uncomfortable and cold, with a nice strong steel door between themselves and the rest of OWK.

Looks like he’s losing. They always do, oddly enough.

The local hospital is getting a bit fed up, to be honest. I mean, there’s pandemic on: they can’t keep dealing with minor fractures and burns, the whole time.

Of course, you’ll want something to wash it down with. They do have an expert sommelière but actually all of the ladies are ready and only too willing to whip out a funnel and provide some liquid refreshment to their own personal specification.

Some of the ladies love waking up to the cheerful singing of the ‘guests’ working beneath their windows. Others hate it and storm outside furiously, at the slightest sound, to dole out misery to anyone disturbing their precious sleep. But then at OWK, you have to take the rough with… well, you have to take the rough, anyway.

Tearful conversations

Anybody else want to negotiate?

It’s recreational for her, anyway – although there’s a serious element to it too.

I wonder what the OWK Ladies would have done, had the wall not come down in 1989 and no Velvet Revolution occurred? Oh, they’re so talented I am sure they have found some kind of niche within the totalitarian system where their skills could be useful, but it would have been very different.

Just try to think unsexy thoughts while they do it. Reading this blog should give you some ideas.

Once again, I do have a bit of a gripe here. I mean, sometimes it’s “I want the truth and I’m going to keep on increasing the voltage until I get it’ and next it’s ‘Keep your nasty little opinions to yourself.’ It just doesn’t always seem entirely fair, is all I’m saying, but I suppose it’s best not to complain.

Leaders of men

Girls can play so rough….

If it helps you bear the discomfort, today’s actually the best day because from tomorrow there’ll be sand in it too. Not deliberately, but you know how it gets everywhere.

She’s not going to bother asking him what he thinks his biggest flaw is. Anyway, that’s for her to decide.

Her eyes are up there. And they’re looking into your soul.

You can see yourself out.

Night terrors

They don’t. I can vouch for that personally (but you cannot check for yourself, alas, because the lovely Lady Sophia Black appears to have retired).

Yes, that would be instructive. Plus, they’ll need someone to clean up all the mess when they’ve finished with him.

Thank goodness for the wise motherly advice. There’s a reason her parents stayed together all their lives, you know.

She’s particularly good at the “laughing and joking to show it’s all consensual” bit at the start. She practices for hours to make it sound convincing. And she has very high standards, so make sure you learn your lines perfectly.

This is the sweet and playful Madame Sarka, who appears not to be retired, so any readers looking for a gentle introduction to the world of female-led roleplay might want to try looking her up. Be polite. Very polite.

Easier said than done, alas, so I’m just going to keep masturbating to pictures of sexy actresses and singers, if that’s OK, Billie.

Hers to keep

And of course there’s no rule that says you can’t use any twice. Or even more often than that.

I expect Sasha will get the hang of it. One excuse for a beating’s almost as good as another; it’s silly to get hung up on narrative consistency. I never do – as readers of my stories will attest.

He’s probably thinking he’s not really up to moving like greased lightening, at his age. But that’s the thing about femdom – you can always surprise yourself.

Subbie hear, subbie do.

Many submissive men get quite hung up on how wives, boyfriends, girlfriends, co-workers and so on will react to their fetish. But the truth is, many of them just don’t care at all and haven’t the least interest in us. I find it quite humiliating…. yum.

Talking about pain

Not enough couples do that.

As you can see, she takes quite an old-fashioned approach to discipline. Most wives these days just use the app.

She can put it with all the other things waiting for him in their honeymoon suite.

I hope she learns an important lesson about bullying. Or a few new techniques, anyway.

How very tiresome.

Ironically enough, although they put on a remarkable burst of speed, when they reached Capri there’d been an unseasonable spring storm and the blossom was in tatters. She took it in good part, though: silly to get upset over something like that. There’s always next year.

Blonde obedience

But I haven’t even asked yet!

Retractable steel blades? Where’s the fun in that? I prefer her method.

Not really. Sure: it would have been a turn-on. But would that have made the beatings any easier to take?

It’s all in the wrist.

To be honest, I didn’t feel like I was running out of things to cry about before. But I suppose she’s only trying to help.

Inter-disciplinary

Don’t worry, I’m sure she’ll get the hang of it.

I once had a date with a girl who claimed never even to have heard of SPH, but she was really good at it. I guess some people are naturals.

“Let the butt plug take the strain” was actually one of my few successes when I worked as an advertising copywriter.

On your toes and bent over – at the same time. Welcome to the modern marriage.

Radical.

Scream queens

I quite often get scared in session, but I wouldn’t call any of that a ‘phobia’, as such. Phobias are irrational fears.

Probably best if they never find out. They’re so sweet and innocent, long may they stay that way.

People like her contribute to the unfair stereotyping of the BDSM community. You should say something – when you’ve got your breath back, obviously.

I don’t think it bothers her.

French capital punishment scenarios require some quite specialised equipment (although easy enough for any domme with slaves with carpentry skills). Anyone wanting to try out American cap-pun play is going to need something to step up the voltage. Ordinary electricity’s not quite enough to kill, even in Europe. I mean, it works eventually, but if the client’s only paid for a couple of hours, the domme’s at risk of the scenario not working out.